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Strap yourself in and get ready for some good reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a smart moment for bragging purposes only... However, it was not MY smart moment.&amp;nbsp; Eliza and I were talking about the Europeans coming to America and E asked, &lt;i&gt;"European as in Europe?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I thought that was highly sophisticated connection for a 3-year-old to make.&amp;nbsp; She's seriously one smart cookie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliza and I were making salt-dough ornaments for Christmas and we made little hearts to paint.&amp;nbsp; She broke ours, to which she said,&lt;b&gt; "That's my broken heart.&amp;nbsp; I broke your heart on accident too,"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; than casually started singing,&lt;b&gt; "Ooooops!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have to buy resses... They help him at work."&lt;/i&gt; - Karin, pointing to Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I hate good-looking boys that I can't do bad things with..."&lt;/b&gt; - Katie (This was hilarious and pretty much made my &lt;strike&gt;day &lt;/strike&gt;week...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh!&amp;nbsp; That really gave me a fright!"&lt;/i&gt; - Eliza about my jumping up really fast.&amp;nbsp; She also said later, &lt;i&gt;"Oh, that gave me a freak out!!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"She's so worried about looking stupid, she's not worrying about BEING stupid!"&lt;/b&gt; - Kevin... Classic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Culture becomes curriculum!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"WAHOO!!!"&lt;/i&gt; - Brinna... in the middle of class.&amp;nbsp; You had to be there, but it really was quite hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Think if we vote for Him [Jesus] in the upcoming election that he'll come faster?" &lt;/b&gt;- Linze (I was only half kidding...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So there's a King James version and a Justin Beiber version?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; - Cami, speaking of the Bible after hearing JB's version of "Little Drummer Boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well, he's against women.&amp;nbsp; He's a real...?"&lt;/b&gt; - Don't recall who said this part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A douche?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A sexist."&lt;/b&gt; - Person I don't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Same thing." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My mom said no booping (aka: farting) at the dinner table... sometimes my bum forgets."&lt;/i&gt; - Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I just need to let everyone know that when you are &lt;b&gt;singing hymns in a cockney accent with your brother in church,&lt;/b&gt; the chorister (who may or may not be your mother) will probably hear you and start trying really hard not to laugh.&amp;nbsp; Derek and I sincerely thought we weren't singing that loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why doesn't air exist?&amp;nbsp; Because it's nothing!"&lt;/i&gt; - Finni, followed by abnormal amounts of laughter... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I love the Chinese, but not those Indians."&lt;/b&gt; - Eliza... She was talking about Pocahontas and Mulan, but it all came out terribly wrong and was hilarious.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I usually start AND end with the shorts on..."&lt;/i&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preface to this tale is that my best friend's husband was walking along the pier in Cali with his family the day before their wedding and a bird pooped all over this random lady's hair.&amp;nbsp; Ken's grandma walked up to the lady and &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; sincerely asked,&lt;b&gt; "Aren't you grateful cows can't fly?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I spy something... Fusia!" &lt;/i&gt;- Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fusia?&amp;nbsp; Wow... um, that's a great color choice.&amp;nbsp; Where did you learn about that color?"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze, thinking that's rather intelligent for a 3 year old to differentiate from pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Linze.&amp;nbsp; It's just a different form of pink."&lt;/i&gt; - Eliza, while rolling her eyes.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Remember the time your phone went into the sh*%er?" &lt;/b&gt;- Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing Rock Band and Ryan started singing a particularly disturbing song by Korn.&amp;nbsp; Spencer then stated without any trace of sarcasm, &lt;i&gt;"I'll have to rededicate my house when we're done..."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Watch my new bum party dance!"&lt;/b&gt; - Eliza, literally backin' it up!&amp;nbsp; She did so while singing, "every day I'm shuffulin'!"&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I thought the words were 'we found love in a homeless place.'"&lt;/i&gt; - Lauren&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sprechen sie Deutsch?!" &lt;/b&gt;- Spencer trying to sound German, but sounding like YODA - no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Deutsch sie sprechen?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze, sounding normal...&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine Spencer saying &lt;b&gt;"Deutsch sie sprechen?!" &lt;/b&gt;in the YODA voice... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They're circlin' around... They're peacockin'." &lt;/i&gt;- Shawn in one of my classes, demonstrating what boys do when they get in a fight in HS.&amp;nbsp; It was SO funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm thinkin', 'OMG!'"&lt;/b&gt; - Tim Carr... one of my teachers.&amp;nbsp; CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thanks, Spice Girl."&lt;/i&gt; - Phil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What was I suppose to say?! ... Nice bra."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer... to me.&amp;nbsp; LONG story... which I will just say it was quite hilarious!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;This is an older song, but a favorite of mine!&amp;nbsp; I love &lt;b&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/b&gt;'s music and adore&lt;b&gt; Keri Hilson &lt;/b&gt;- Here's their duet called &lt;b&gt;"Superhuman."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; if you've never heard of it, you should fall in love with it right... NOW. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fhMlSITt7hU" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5561744307278278716?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5561744307278278716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5561744307278278716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5561744307278278716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5561744307278278716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-in-word.html' title='What&apos;s In a Word?'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fhMlSITt7hU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4572779396917763347</id><published>2012-01-28T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T02:04:12.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>The Lion and the Lamb</title><content type='html'>Not everyone is going to agree with this, but I felt like I should write it out anyway.&amp;nbsp; I was talking to a good friend of mine recently about trust.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Trust is different to each individual &lt;/b&gt;- and significantly different amongst cultures.&amp;nbsp; Trust is a difficult thing to gain for some and others give it freely... Some say that trust given quickly can fade rapidly, while those who have to work for the trust will remain in that trust circle till death once there.&amp;nbsp; I say that regardless, for most people, when someone is hurt, used, mistreated, or betrayed, the trust is broken.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;When trust is broken, it takes a lot of time to gain it back... and sometimes is never fully restored.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I have found this to be the case regarding many relationships around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trust can be tricky.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that was posed was sort of related to this definition of trust, in that this individual asked if they were in the wrong after feeling somewhat betrayed in the past.&amp;nbsp; Now, some will agree with my answer and others won't... fine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;You don't have to agree, but it's what I really think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Take it for what it's worth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is the matter of being like the Savior.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; That is what we are all here on this earth for, and should be trying to be more like Him.&amp;nbsp; So, the obvious answer is to say, "Yes.&amp;nbsp; You should forgive, forget, and just let that person have another shot in your life."&amp;nbsp; I agree...&amp;nbsp; However, that doesn't necessarily mean you need to put full faith or trust in that person again, and you definitely don't need to be their best friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; The truth of the matter is, the Savior has been both a "lamb" and a "lion."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; He has dealt with thieves, murders, adulterers, and those who betrayed Him with love and outstretched arms.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, he overturned tables and raised His voice at the men who were defiling the temple... &lt;b&gt;He become a lion because that's what was needed at the time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heavenly Father wants us to be loving and kind, but also smart... and sometimes, He needs or allows us to be a lion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; WE are some of the temples here on earth, and are just as important than the House of the Lord.&amp;nbsp; We need to take care of ourselves and expect others to do the same - aka: treat themselves and others with respect and extra love.&amp;nbsp; Thus, when someone has truly harmed us or our heart, we have every right to speak our mind, and &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; forgive.&amp;nbsp; We have every right to be cautious of future intentions of interactions and just follow what will make us happy, as well as others.&amp;nbsp; Heavenly Father wants ALL of His children to be happy - and that includes YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes you need to just let things roll of your back, and be the lamb.&amp;nbsp; Other times, I fully believe that it is okay to assume the position of the lion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I'm not saying be a complete jerk or treat others disrespectfully, but &lt;i&gt;firmly &lt;/i&gt;standing up for yourself, others, and what you believe is completely legit.&amp;nbsp; If you listen to your intuition, your feelings, and the spirit, you'll know which role is appropriate and if you've been in the wrong.&amp;nbsp; I simply believe it's wrong to assume we always have to be lambs in each moment, when there are also needs for a lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's about time we had some more of this guy... &lt;b&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/b&gt;'s newest song, &lt;b&gt;"Better Than I Know Myself,"&lt;/b&gt; is AMAZING!&amp;nbsp; Hope your love it as much as I do!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F30821467&amp;color=ff7700&amp;show_comments=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F30821467&amp;color=ff7700&amp;show_comments=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/adamofficial/better-than-i-know-myself"&gt;Better Than I Know Myself&lt;/a&gt; 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Others will love that.&amp;nbsp; I simply know that some of my readers are NOT YouTube watching fans... bizarre, right?&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; All the same, each video comes HIGHLY recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;b&gt;Home - Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros Acoustic Cover (Jorge &amp;amp; Alexa Narvaez).&lt;/b&gt;  I am overwhelmed with cuteness after watching this!&amp;nbsp; This dad is awesome - He doesn't try to correct her movements, notes, performance, etc. in any of their videos.... SUCH a cool bond!&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I wanna end up with a man who makes time for his kids like this and realizes how much it means to a child.&amp;nbsp; Favorite part is halfway through: "One day I'm gonna whistle?" Oh my word... too adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L64c5vT3NBw" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 -&lt;b&gt;Every Newsie Shufflin'!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Do you love The Newsies?&amp;nbsp; Do you love "Party Rock Anthem" by LMFAO?&amp;nbsp; If you said yes to both (or one) of those questions, you will &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt; love this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R2sqIw6CHWk" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;b&gt;Messy Monday: Ten Ways To Get a Girl to Like You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I KNOW that this guy kinda appears to be yelling at you, and is a bit young, but I kinda love this video.&amp;nbsp; He gives legit advice for the most part, and I love his candy bar analogy at #3.... and think #5 is really funny.&amp;nbsp; Just watch... Some will hate it.&amp;nbsp; Some will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZxbTHKQm00g" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;b&gt;Katy Perry's Epic Flute Fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I died because this is THAT funny... Okay, it is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SjBXk4ud_uQ" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 -&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idaoG74UKzg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misha B - Rolling in the Deep Cover from X Factor UK 2011&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/a&gt;. I saw this a few weeks back and love EVERY part of it!&amp;nbsp; I love the remix, the outfit, the giant Great Britain flag chair, the dancers, the lighting... I love it ALL!&amp;nbsp; Is she not AMAZING?!&amp;nbsp; I'm so sad she didn't win.&amp;nbsp; You have to click on the title to watch it because it doesn't have an embedding code, but the two minutes are SO worth it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;b&gt;German Man Confused by "Party Pooper!"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I thought this was hilarious... Pretty classic.&amp;nbsp; My favorite: "Jennifer poops at parties, and peoples knows this?&amp;nbsp; I poop at parties, but peoples don't know because I close the door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://www.collegehumor.com/e/6643826" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- &lt;b&gt;Angry Birds in Real Life&lt;/b&gt;... Do you like pigeons?&amp;nbsp; What about Angry Birds?&amp;nbsp; If you said no to Angry Birds, you're crazy - even I love that game.&amp;nbsp; The 17 second video below makes me smile every time - love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/emRwKoYPhPI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;b&gt;Footloose 2011: Official Dance Tutorial - Fake ID Line Dance!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I love online dance tutorials - how awesome is it that I can learn to dance from some awesome guys online?!&amp;nbsp; Love that... I also love this dance!  You should learn it too... now we HAVE to go line dancing so that we can use it, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y4-wQ8I3_Y4" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;b&gt;"Coming Soon" Movie Releases...&lt;/b&gt; There are quite a few films in February that I am dying to see.&amp;nbsp; Some of these are the following:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The Vow, The Woman in Black, This Means War, The Lorax, John Carter, Mirror Mirror&lt;/i&gt; (I think I'm excited..), and... &lt;i&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/i&gt;! Haha... I'm also excited about &lt;i&gt;Act of Valor&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Safe House&lt;/i&gt;, but they'll have to wait for a bit until I can get a differently rated version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;b&gt;The Hunger Games Trailer!!!&lt;/b&gt; So, sue me.&amp;nbsp; I'm obsessed with the books and am already getting stoked for a movie that comes out two months from yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; If you have not yet read The Hunger Games series, they are WELL worth your attention.&amp;nbsp; Get on that... and though a very good friend of mine has reseved me a ticket for the day before the film is released, I will gladly go and see it with you again.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; No, but really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4S9a5V9ODuY" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-541651700993928662?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/541651700993928662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=541651700993928662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/541651700993928662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/541651700993928662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-ten-keeps-bored-busy.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot; - Keeps the Bored Busy!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L64c5vT3NBw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-909382163956294463</id><published>2012-01-17T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T02:45:25.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>"Tuesday Ten" - Here We Go Again!</title><content type='html'>Here comes another "Tuesday Ten," and let me tell you... there are some pretty hilarious clips included below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;b&gt;6 yr. old Solar System Expert: Brandt Bickford.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Doesn't that name just sound smart?&amp;nbsp; I know.&amp;nbsp; I am in love with this little boy, who I would love to see now that he's 9 years old!&amp;nbsp; He is HILARIOUSLY adorable and so stinkin' funny.&amp;nbsp; He reminds me SO much of the boy I use to shadow a few years ago, Ez - I miss that boy immensely.&amp;nbsp; Watch this interview Brandt did with Ellen (whom I also adore!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QWPeLO-02H0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- &lt;b&gt;Liquid Eyeliner.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm obsessed.&amp;nbsp; I have been for some time now... I have used it on the top lid for a few months and now I use it on the bottom a lot too... It stays all day, doesn't smudge or run and looks fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;b&gt;Film Directors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The films specifically and the actors tend to get all the credit and attention, but in reality, a film SUCKS without a good director.&amp;nbsp; A script needs someone with vision and an innovative approach to really transcend what's already been seen on the screen in the past.&amp;nbsp; There are bad actors and then there are bad directors... Half the time when you walk away thinking, "The acting was just so terrible," it's really because the directing wasn't that strong.&amp;nbsp; The actor(s) still might suck, but the direction of a piece or specific shot/line has a LOT to do with it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Thus, here are my faves: &lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;J.J. Abrams,  Guy Ritchie, David Lynch, Steven Spielberg, Christopher Nolan, Baz Luhrmann, Ron Howard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text"&gt; though I'll catch some flack for this,&lt;b&gt; M. Night Shyamalan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; These are my favorite film directors as of late! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 -&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugarcooking.blogspot.com/2010/07/pretzel-cookies-with-chocolate-peanut.html"&gt;Chocolate Chip Pretzel Cookies!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I tried these tonight and they were quite literally the best cookies I have ever eaten.&amp;nbsp; Ever. &lt;b&gt;(Click on the cookie name for the recipe!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 -&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Gold's Gym Express.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have even written them a letter to express my gratitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Gold's Express -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the past few weeks we have been having a really hot love affair.&amp;nbsp; I realize that we've grown closer and I feel stronger when I'm around you...&amp;nbsp; You make me happy.&amp;nbsp; I need to let you know that I'm really committing to this relationship.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sincerely - Thick, Beautiful, and Slowly Tonin'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;b&gt;Paradise (Peponi) - Coldplay cover by The Piano Guys ft. Alex Boy&lt;/b&gt; - This piece is beautiful and the visuals are breathtaking.&amp;nbsp; I love the piano and have a soft spot for Jon Schmidt - he just arranges things beautifully.&amp;nbsp; I'm a HUGE fan of these guys and ALL their stuff - check out their latest, "Paradise (Peponi)" below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cgovv8jWETM" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/espn/story/_/id/7455943/believing-tim-tebow"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tim Tebow.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; Yep - I'm on that bandwagon.&amp;nbsp; I am not ashamed.&amp;nbsp; NOW, that does not mean that I am now a Broncos fan or that I will ever be.&amp;nbsp; I will never cheer for the Broncos against a team I like more because I like Tebow.&amp;nbsp; Nope - I'm an Eagles and Chargers girl till the day that I die.&amp;nbsp; I have the T-shirts to prove it!&amp;nbsp; Haha... I really actually dislike the Broncos quite a bit.&amp;nbsp; I just think that Tim Tebow is a legit man.&amp;nbsp; He has a good heart and as I said before, the world could use a few more of him around - even if they are Broncos.&amp;nbsp; Plus, if I could convert him, I'd be all over that!&amp;nbsp; Haha... no, but really.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;(Click on his name for a link to an AMAZING story about him!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 -&lt;b&gt;Kelly Clarkson's newest album, &lt;i&gt;Stronger&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's an amazing work-out CD and I LOVE her most recent single off the album - However, the entire album is gold.&amp;nbsp; Here is her song/music video &lt;b&gt;"Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Xn676-fLq7I" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momimdatingamormon.com/"&gt;Mom, I'm Dating a Mormon&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Reality Web-series.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I saw the sneak preivew for this today and I think it looks like it could be worth watching.&amp;nbsp; We'll see, but it looks fun!&amp;nbsp; I like the guy.&amp;nbsp; I like the girl.&amp;nbsp; It looks legit.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited for the premier of the first episode on January 30th!!!  The preview is below and the website is accessible by clicking on the title of the web-show above): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x0-fgx-_un0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;b&gt;Sh*z Mormons Say, by Stephen Jones!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The video speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/04zdLRu7qnA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt;  I say "Son of a Biscuit" and "Holy Hannah" ALL the time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-909382163956294463?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/909382163956294463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=909382163956294463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/909382163956294463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/909382163956294463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-ten-here-we-go-again.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot; - Here We Go Again!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QWPeLO-02H0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5235498743154577453</id><published>2012-01-15T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:59:47.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>Travel Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have the travel bug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have the travel bug BIG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the travel bug is not some gross insect you get while traveling... That should be obvious, but you never know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I just really have the desire to hope on a plane and see a few new countries.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking a lot about teaching abroad for a few year after I graduate, but I still have a great deal of time before that will happen... so, we'll see.&amp;nbsp; It'll depend on what's going on in my life come that time.&amp;nbsp; However, I loved living in a new and different place... I DID hate being far from family though.&amp;nbsp; That's one thing that makes Utah so appealing to me.&amp;nbsp; My family is right here and I love that.&amp;nbsp; I wish Derek, Cami, and Zoey were closer, as well as other siblings, but what can you do?&amp;nbsp; Once I get marrieds, I do hope our two little families live nearby each other so we can hang out.&amp;nbsp; Eh - we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, if I had the money I would hop a flight to Budapest to visit some friends, swing over to Greece, Croatia, Turkey, and then travel all the way up to Poland to finally see Auschwitz - might be weird, but it's a life-long dream.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't mind seeing Finland and Sweden... and I'd LOVE to go over to Australia or New Zealand.... &lt;b&gt;I just am SO game to travel right now.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; If only I had the money and time to do so... someday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do have to goal to do a big trip this year, but it'll probably be state-side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The plan is Chicago and MAYBE Flordia (never been to there) to see Disneyworld and Harry Potter Land (AMAZING!), but again - we'll see.&amp;nbsp; I hate that... waiting around to see what will actually happen and &lt;i&gt;can&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;actually happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have the travel bug.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Okay, so I heard this on the radio a few times last week and just loved it.&amp;nbsp; I'm not angry or vindictive towards anyone or anything... I just like the song.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; HOWEVER, the video makes homegirl look like a bit of a creeper/stalker.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I'd be upset if my boy was cheatin' (he's be OUT), but I'm thinking this video went for funny with a girl who lacks the ability to act or connect.&amp;nbsp; It's flat out one of the WORST acting jobs in a music video EVER, but the song is cool and I like her voice... Here's &lt;b&gt;Cady Groves &lt;/b&gt;with &lt;b&gt;"The Little Girl."&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u-EJxUCyVJ8" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5235498743154577453?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5235498743154577453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5235498743154577453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5235498743154577453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5235498743154577453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/travel-bug.html' title='Travel Bug'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/u-EJxUCyVJ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6004791796351917775</id><published>2012-01-10T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:17:36.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Ten'/><title type='text'>"Tuesday Ten" - A New Installment</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Here's this week installment of the "Tuesday Ten," which are things I am currently lovin' on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; I am in love with this idea...&lt;/b&gt; I'm not opposed to actually trying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZpRam5zngQ/TwyCLganbII/AAAAAAAACxw/RNG4LoF3CE4/s1600/narnia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZpRam5zngQ/TwyCLganbII/AAAAAAAACxw/RNG4LoF3CE4/s400/narnia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my best friends, Chad, wrote this &lt;b&gt;Samsung commercial -"Fashion Advice."&lt;/b&gt; Every time I see it I feel a little twinge of pride for him -&amp;nbsp; he's pretty talented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2ciQ4vdsGvA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I love quotes.&amp;nbsp; I love quotes about priorities and making an effort in relationships. &lt;b&gt;I LOVE this quote.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn_LckZNwmA/TwyCsOTaK0I/AAAAAAAACx4/sGZJKdBBqLQ/s1600/pri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn_LckZNwmA/TwyCsOTaK0I/AAAAAAAACx4/sGZJKdBBqLQ/s400/pri.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I adore these&lt;b&gt; Live the Language commercials!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; My favorite one is the Paris one below, even if it wasn't my favorite place to visit.&amp;nbsp; I'd watch them all.... I'm awaiting the Germany one soon to be released! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1_QO8LoGNpc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Orbit Spearmint Gum!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Yes, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;George Albert Smith&lt;/b&gt; created his &lt;b&gt;11 Ideals &lt;/b&gt;to live by and I really like them.&amp;nbsp; The one that stuck out to me the most is below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I would not seek to force people to live up to my ideals but rather love them into doing the thing that is right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If we all thought that way and tried to just love others, we would have a much better world and all be significantly happier.&amp;nbsp; The only way a person will really change is if they make the change themselves - just love them, and hopefully others seeing you be Christ-like will make them want to be Christ-like.&amp;nbsp; You can't ask someone to live up to YOUR ideals, when you're not perfect so YOU can't even live up to each one of your own ideals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;This is What Happens When You Give Thousands of Stickers to Thousands of Kids...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVpVrtXVpls/TwyFYdxnpZI/AAAAAAAACyA/6v6f-sTXmVA/s1600/dots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVpVrtXVpls/TwyFYdxnpZI/AAAAAAAACyA/6v6f-sTXmVA/s400/dots.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;BBC Sherlock!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Season 2, Episode 1 was just released and I watched it last night... My love for the show, and BBC in general, was reinvigorated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Theater Methods - MAT 625.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes, I just listed a class as a favorite thing!&amp;nbsp; I had my first Theater Methods class last night and I just adore my teacher and the class in general.&amp;nbsp; I am SO stoked about this semester! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The &lt;b&gt;Not Acceptable R-word PSA Commercail. &lt;/b&gt; I am rather passionate about the entire &lt;b&gt;"Spread the Word to End the Word" &lt;/b&gt;campaign.  We talked a lot about it in one of my classes last semester and it's just not okay to use the word "retarded" when someone does something foolish or dumb.  It's tacky and a turn-off... and it's just not okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T549VoLca_Q" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6004791796351917775?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6004791796351917775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6004791796351917775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6004791796351917775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6004791796351917775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-ten.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot; - A New Installment'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZpRam5zngQ/TwyCLganbII/AAAAAAAACxw/RNG4LoF3CE4/s72-c/narnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4448785678170497295</id><published>2012-01-08T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:59:01.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Resolutions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at church there was a bit of talk about people's New Year's resolutions.&amp;nbsp; Some had vague ones, others very specific ones... I, on the other hand, realized that &lt;b&gt;I had forgotten the tradition all together.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it was because I was slowly dying on New Year's Eve, or that I've been kinda "run-run-running" since Christmas Day and never really thought about it at all, but I think it was merely because I forgot.&amp;nbsp; I know it's not vital to come up with NY Resolutions, but I really like to do it each year... Thus, here's a go at a few basic things I'd like to be better at in the upcoming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;b&gt;Go to the temple once a month.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I use to say once a week, or twice a month, but I need to make these realistic.&amp;nbsp; Some months I'll get there three or four times, but if I get there at least once a month then that's pretty good and I'll have reached my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;b&gt;Stick to a monthly budget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I even downloaded a program on-line that allows me to keep track of my budget and as I make little changes here and there, it adjusts my total numbers in each area.&amp;nbsp; I'm not bad with money, but I could be better so that I can put more into my car savings account each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;b&gt;Straight A's in Grad School...&lt;/b&gt; This goal started&amp;nbsp; back in September and I'm pleased to say that my first semester of Grad School I left with a 4.0!&amp;nbsp; Now, I just gotta keep it up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;b&gt;Do at least one thing on my bucket list each month...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;b&gt;Take at least one big trip this year!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm planning a trip to Chicago in May/June (pending on when I can get a cheaper ticket!) to visit my friend, Chad, and see the city.&amp;nbsp; I'd LOVE to got stay with some friends in Budapest, but I think that will have to wait until NEXT summer... Plus, by then, who knows where I'll be living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;b&gt;Read my scriptures every single day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Now, the underlying goal is to really study them every single day, but I know that some days I'll forget, I'll miss my alarm, or something will happen and I'll get home later then expected... So, I just wanna make sure I read a little bit at &lt;i&gt;least&lt;/i&gt; each day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it... I'll keep y'all updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I was a HUGE fan of &lt;u&gt;The Format &lt;/u&gt;back in their day!&amp;nbsp; I love all their old albums, and was semi-crushed when the band broke-up... NOT COOL.&amp;nbsp; However, here we are a few years later and we have &lt;b&gt;Fun.&lt;/b&gt;, with the lead singer of The Format as the lead singer!&amp;nbsp; So, this NEEDS to be shared!&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Fun.&lt;/b&gt; with their recent single &lt;b&gt;"We Are Young."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; LOVE IT!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FQLGhPHzxjc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4448785678170497295?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4448785678170497295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4448785678170497295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4448785678170497295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4448785678170497295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FQLGhPHzxjc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1797806942955856912</id><published>2012-01-03T16:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:12:13.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Ten'/><title type='text'>"Tuesday Ten"... Or Eleven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The year of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt; was a completely fabulous one for me.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I don't think that I realized how fabulous it really was until I took the time yesterday and today to look back and ponder on the experiences I had, life changes I took, and friends that I made.&amp;nbsp; I am one blessed woman, and I need to show my thanks a great deal more!&amp;nbsp; Haha... No, but really - I am a lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give y'all a taste of my life this past year, here are the&lt;b&gt; top &lt;strike&gt;ten&lt;/strike&gt; eleven highlights of this past year&lt;/b&gt; for today's "Tuesday &lt;strike&gt;Ten&lt;/strike&gt;... Eleven."&amp;nbsp; Here goes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;b&gt;My trip to Seattle!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The first thing that I did when I came back from Germany was fly up to Seattle to visit my brother (Derek) and sister-in-law.&amp;nbsp; Derek has been one of my best friends for 26 years and counting, and Cami has joined the ranks fairly quickly.&amp;nbsp; I know that once I got back I would want to see them right away, and even better, I was going to get to see a brand new city and state!&amp;nbsp; They took me all around Seattle and just spent time visiting with me - I could not ask for better siblings/through-marriage-siblings...?&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; They are amazing and we always spend the majority of our time laughing and having a good time.&amp;nbsp; Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c6TlysgtmL4/TwPr_fgRkuI/AAAAAAAACrU/2rpbqsoSbXM/s1600/DSCF0721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c6TlysgtmL4/TwPr_fgRkuI/AAAAAAAACrU/2rpbqsoSbXM/s400/DSCF0721.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3w9Lh-FkfQ/TwPspCNy5mI/AAAAAAAACrc/MSxgZ4s-K9U/s1600/P1180248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z3w9Lh-FkfQ/TwPspCNy5mI/AAAAAAAACrc/MSxgZ4s-K9U/s400/P1180248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;b&gt;Working the Sundance Film Festival!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Not only was this a down-right awesome experience for the resume, but I also got to see a ton of inspiring, inventive, and even bizarre films that I might not have seen otherwise.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I got to work the event and stay with one of my best friends, Chad, and make a new friend at the same time, Emily.&amp;nbsp; I also ran into my friend, Jessica, from Paris while I was there!&amp;nbsp; Small world... Even though I was a bit sick through part of it, I had a great time, learned a lot about the indie film industry, and formed some stronger friendships.&amp;nbsp; I hope to do it again later this month, but I'm thinking time with work and Grad School are not going to allow it.&amp;nbsp; We'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSfr0oY_oVY/TwPtkIeYRMI/AAAAAAAACr0/LlFA5vZN9Ds/s1600/P1270123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dSfr0oY_oVY/TwPtkIeYRMI/AAAAAAAACr0/LlFA5vZN9Ds/s400/P1270123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;b&gt;Finally attending Festival of Colors!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I know this seems a minimal and weird highlight, but I've always wanted to go and so finally going was a highlight from this past year.&amp;nbsp; It also was a kick-off to tackling a few things on my bucket list and that has been a whole other set of adventures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhCEf9V2PK4/TwPuAVaaIII/AAAAAAAACsA/dY12bBIEUG8/s1600/P3270075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhCEf9V2PK4/TwPuAVaaIII/AAAAAAAACsA/dY12bBIEUG8/s400/P3270075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4HwRV18Cs0/TwPuFdNjUSI/AAAAAAAACsI/LN93RSZUVQQ/s1600/With+Michelle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4HwRV18Cs0/TwPuFdNjUSI/AAAAAAAACsI/LN93RSZUVQQ/s400/With+Michelle.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;b&gt;Becoming a Nanny for Eliza!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I become a nanny for a second time in May and it has been one of the biggest blessings in my life.&amp;nbsp; Not only has the job aspect fit perfectly into my life and school schedule, but I also found a fantastic family to be a part of each week.&amp;nbsp; I work the perfect amount of time and spend my days with the best little girl ever!&amp;nbsp; She is well-behaved, kind, intelligent, hilariously adorable, and has amazing parents that I really gel with in all aspects.&amp;nbsp; I can talk to the family about anything job-wise or in my personal life and I truly feel as though I have made friends in this family.&amp;nbsp; I am SO blessed and grateful that I will continue to have this job through at least this next year.&amp;nbsp; Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCAx-WQ_Vrw/TwPvk6xJdTI/AAAAAAAACsU/PwJsZmeCnrg/s1600/P9130226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCAx-WQ_Vrw/TwPvk6xJdTI/AAAAAAAACsU/PwJsZmeCnrg/s400/P9130226.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;b&gt;Stadium of Fire 2011!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; This year I was again given the opportunity to be a part of Stadium of Fire as an Assisstant Stage Manager, and took on some extra responsibility as the Special Talent Coordinator.&amp;nbsp; It was a good chance to do some additional networking, learn more about SoF and the event process, and allowed me to meet some new people/form stronger bonds with some old acquaintances.&amp;nbsp; Plus, Brad Paisley and David Archuleta were the entrainment, which was awesome!&amp;nbsp; I'm not a huge Paisley fan, but we all know my love for little Archuleta...&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; He announced he's going on a mission!&amp;nbsp; AH!&amp;nbsp; So stoked.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66yWlZcQCLg/TwP6Kp6-oSI/AAAAAAAACwU/1bJhPisH6Jk/s1600/P7030386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-66yWlZcQCLg/TwP6Kp6-oSI/AAAAAAAACwU/1bJhPisH6Jk/s400/P7030386.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;b&gt;Summer 2011&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I realize how broad that is, but this past summer was simply one of the best I have ever had!&amp;nbsp; In March, I become part of a new YSA ward and just grew to quickly love so many different individuals.&amp;nbsp; Over the summer I spent time with many of them going to drive-ins, rodeos, Bees and Real games, swimming pools, pudding slip-n-slids, concerts, favorite restaurants, movies, Brighton sleepovers, etc.&amp;nbsp; I had a LOT of fun!&amp;nbsp; There are a few pictures below to help re-capture the memories... I don't think I've ever had a better summer.&amp;nbsp; For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJYbbECyU5A/TwPwbyzmh6I/AAAAAAAACsg/hsAvXRZ1ui4/s1600/P6260222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJYbbECyU5A/TwPwbyzmh6I/AAAAAAAACsg/hsAvXRZ1ui4/s400/P6260222.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nolI-hJcIyo/TwPwrLiE2ZI/AAAAAAAACso/0WEgmA1NoxI/s1600/P6190078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nolI-hJcIyo/TwPwrLiE2ZI/AAAAAAAACso/0WEgmA1NoxI/s400/P6190078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8fct3Wh8iw/TwPxdwsoH7I/AAAAAAAACs4/E1m4bnZ6H_w/s1600/P7170078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8fct3Wh8iw/TwPxdwsoH7I/AAAAAAAACs4/E1m4bnZ6H_w/s400/P7170078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLpgVLkoQg/TwPzWFfF4vI/AAAAAAAACtk/b_DPmJ4gGls/s1600/P5150155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EGLpgVLkoQg/TwPzWFfF4vI/AAAAAAAACtk/b_DPmJ4gGls/s400/P5150155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CG42GaoSmo/TwPxvIQbDpI/AAAAAAAACtA/DA3Egrn_MMg/s1600/P7100018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CG42GaoSmo/TwPxvIQbDpI/AAAAAAAACtA/DA3Egrn_MMg/s400/P7100018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gglfRahoJU/TwPyWPe5IZI/AAAAAAAACtQ/8aw1bTpUEmM/s1600/P7200090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gglfRahoJU/TwPyWPe5IZI/AAAAAAAACtQ/8aw1bTpUEmM/s400/P7200090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSb0lMgaPuM/TwPyB0Ui3oI/AAAAAAAACtI/XQ8QqaAFvi8/s1600/P7300171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XSb0lMgaPuM/TwPyB0Ui3oI/AAAAAAAACtI/XQ8QqaAFvi8/s400/P7300171.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-POiJYtFtI/TwPz768NxVI/AAAAAAAACts/rDJMC0Mdjos/s1600/P5300006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-POiJYtFtI/TwPz768NxVI/AAAAAAAACts/rDJMC0Mdjos/s400/P5300006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter 7: Part II&lt;/b&gt; -- A piece of childhood ended!&amp;nbsp; Speaking of summer, this July brought the conclusion to an epic fantasy for many young adults my age that grew up reading the Harry Potter series.&amp;nbsp; We were thrilled to follow Ron. Hermione, and Harry on one last adventure to defeat Lord Voldemort, destroy the horcruxes, and see kids turn into adults.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; That was dramatic in description, but truth be told, I'm dramatic - surprise.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I love Harry Potter and everything the series teaches readers and viewers - the "ending to the era," though hard to face, was a complete highlight for my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ttmr3VNAds/TwPxDGkmbAI/AAAAAAAACsw/F9UkSpSciMw/s1600/P7150056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ttmr3VNAds/TwPxDGkmbAI/AAAAAAAACsw/F9UkSpSciMw/s400/P7150056.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;b&gt;CONCERTS!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Another highlight of my summer (and fall) was the amount of amazing and/or just downright fun concerts I was able to attend.&amp;nbsp; I saw Parachute (aka: Sparky's Flaw) live for the first time in years, Vocal Point (Okay, that was in March, but still...), Andrew Allen, He Is We, Jon Schmidt (again), Brad Paisley, David Archuleta (again - haha!), Explosion in the Sky, Lupe Fiasco, Sara Bareilles (FINALLY!), Sugarland, Cameron Rafati, Jason Derulo, and HANSON (Be Still My Heart - ABOUT TIME!).&amp;nbsp; Hanson alone might have been the highlight to my year - amazing.&amp;nbsp; It was a good year in music for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh125nx__y8/TwP03CSgUXI/AAAAAAAACt4/CnmpFvBkTd4/s1600/P9160278+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh125nx__y8/TwP03CSgUXI/AAAAAAAACt4/CnmpFvBkTd4/s400/P9160278+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktq8dRZOuwc/TwP08sz22YI/AAAAAAAACuA/IYLNwPlKNl0/s1600/Right+there%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nN56Dn910tg/TwP2Q0aIxXI/AAAAAAAACuk/HApz1RdmuZE/s1600/P6250186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nN56Dn910tg/TwP2Q0aIxXI/AAAAAAAACuk/HApz1RdmuZE/s400/P6250186.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;b&gt;Starting Grad School at Westminster!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I made the random choice to start applying to Grad Schools with a focus in Education after subbing for the first few months back and finding no luck in the job world.&amp;nbsp; I think if I was suppose to be just working right now one of the MANY jobs I applied for would have panned out nicely, but instead I was constantly forced back into the classroom so I could get a pay-check and make ends meet.&amp;nbsp; I then realized how much I loved teaching and kids and could still follow other dreams and passions at the same time as teaching.&amp;nbsp; However, a teaching degree would allow me a more solidified path.&amp;nbsp; I checked out numerous schools, but I randomly emailed Westminster on a whim suggestion from my mother and it CLICKED.&amp;nbsp; I sent an email for more info and an hour later received a phone call asking to set up a time for me to come look at campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was skeptical - REALLY skeptical - but it was just RIGHT from the first meeting and on.&amp;nbsp; I started the application process in the office that day, finished within the week, and was accepted the following week.&amp;nbsp; It all fell into place and I knew it was were I needed to be and, for now, was what I needed to be doing in my life.&amp;nbsp; I have GREAT teachers, the BEST co-hort ever, and really love studying education.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to be a teacher and I already see where change is needed... and am debating getting a PhD so I can go into Educational Policy and Reform.&amp;nbsp; Me.&amp;nbsp; A PhD.&amp;nbsp; Maybe not, but before... I would never even have considered the notion.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkjbmMeOrKE/TwP6rz3F41I/AAAAAAAACwg/NMdvLaWQJgQ/s1600/P5110058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkjbmMeOrKE/TwP6rz3F41I/AAAAAAAACwg/NMdvLaWQJgQ/s400/P5110058.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCuMNiKs9fg/TwP7uWN8xeI/AAAAAAAACws/AkApPJtgNiE/s1600/mat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCuMNiKs9fg/TwP7uWN8xeI/AAAAAAAACws/AkApPJtgNiE/s400/mat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 - &lt;b&gt;The birth of little Zoey Capri!&lt;/b&gt; On October 31st, my beautiful niece came into this world.&amp;nbsp; I was ecstatic.&amp;nbsp; Then, on December 20th I finally got to meet her and hold her in my arms for the first time... She is AMAZING.&amp;nbsp; She is my favorite little girl in the entire universe and I can not wait until she's old enough to call her "crazy aunt Linze" for school or boy advice...&amp;nbsp; I can not wait to see her again and I only wished she were closer by me (her and her parents, actually!).&amp;nbsp; I love her so much and her birth was a huge highlight in my year and my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_6ARjQo6Hw/TwP22GmAdzI/AAAAAAAACuw/W7mGxRedq30/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_6ARjQo6Hw/TwP22GmAdzI/AAAAAAAACuw/W7mGxRedq30/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0gK23_wEuA/TwP28JaqQuI/AAAAAAAACu4/cBOJKJdegFU/s1600/DSC_0482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Only time will tell! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I had terrible stomach flu on New Year's Eve and was OUT!&amp;nbsp; I didn't hear fireworks, yelling, or banging on pots and pans... nada.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty nasty two days of vacay.&amp;nbsp; So, I also failed to recall what the first song of the year I heard was - a usual tradition...&amp;nbsp; oh well!&amp;nbsp; Next year?&amp;nbsp; Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I'm gonna go with a little blast from the past... well, two years ago in the past.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Here is a constant favorite, always-feels-good-to-hear-you song from &lt;b&gt;Iyaz - "Replay."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy and reply it... get it?!&amp;nbsp; Haha... okay, just enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object allowfullscreen="true" height="255" id="uvp_fop" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v218619408&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowFullScreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v218619408&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1797806942955856912?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1797806942955856912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1797806942955856912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1797806942955856912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1797806942955856912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2012/01/tuesday-ten-or-eleven.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot;... Or Eleven!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c6TlysgtmL4/TwPr_fgRkuI/AAAAAAAACrU/2rpbqsoSbXM/s72-c/DSCF0721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6514866796023734917</id><published>2011-12-22T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T16:05:41.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Get Married</title><content type='html'>Today I was at the library with Eliza and stumbled across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="103240346.jpg" src="webkit-fake-url://A37778D8-E6DE-47F1-8F3D-6207981AAC9A/103240346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;How To Get Married - By: Me, The Bride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I knew I had to get it... It must have all the answers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay - in reality, I started literally laughing out loud and took a picture. &amp;nbsp;THEN, I sat down in the middle of the book aisle to read it...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. &amp;nbsp;It was exactly the kind of advice a girl needs to hear! &amp;nbsp;And, since it was SO good, I decided I would share my abundance of new-found knowledge on the subject. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty much an expert now, realizing things I had never even thought about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start (and I'm quoting here),&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"When you want to get married, first find someone you can marry." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Smart advice. &amp;nbsp;I mean, you don't want to be a home-wrecker and try for someone already taken, or someone who is illegal. &amp;nbsp;Good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes on to let us know all&lt;b&gt; those we could marry&lt;/b&gt; -&lt;i&gt; "...your best friend, your teacher &lt;/i&gt;(um - thankfully illegal in most states, so look back to rule #1)&lt;i&gt;, your pet &lt;/i&gt;(a bit weird, but okay...)&lt;i&gt;, or your daddy&lt;/i&gt; (again... legality issues? &amp;nbsp;Not in West VA.)&lt;i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second step - &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You can marry anyone you like! &amp;nbsp;Except they have to like you back."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;That's the way it is written - and that's the kicker, ladies and gents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following those rules, the writer delves into what you actually have to DO to land a husband or wife. &amp;nbsp;She states, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"... you have to be on your best behavior. &amp;nbsp;You can't be mean. &amp;nbsp;You have to be nice."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Here are things she lists as mean or inappropriate, in case you need a reference point to judge your actions against:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Gobbling up all the other person's candy and never offering any. &amp;nbsp;(I agree. &amp;nbsp;Ever seen &lt;i&gt;Rush Hour&lt;/i&gt;? &amp;nbsp;They say "Never touch a black man's radio!" &amp;nbsp;I say, never touch a woman's chocolates!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Picking your nose in front of them. &amp;nbsp;(Key words - in front of them. *It's gross - she was right.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Pinching them. &amp;nbsp;(Debatable...)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Yawn when they are talking to you. &amp;nbsp;(I laughed a lot at this... a lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Wear old PJs and slippers in mid-day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Don't ever bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Don't ever brush your hair and it looks like a bird's nest back there. (I would just like to say, "The back of your head is ridiculous!")&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Dribble your dinner down your chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL valid points... these are real things to think about people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next point? &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Usually you're not allowed to marry lots of people at once. &amp;nbsp;Except sometimes you are." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not going to even comment... Okay, I am. &amp;nbsp;I'm a one man woman - so are the other LDS people I know - just puttin' it out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes on (and yes, I am actually going on too.): &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Not EVERYONE is good to marry." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good point yet again - let's see who she heeds us from marrying...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- If you marry a cat... you have to let them lick your face. &amp;nbsp;(Um... yea.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- If you marry a teacher, she (note it did NOT say "he" anywhere) could make you do homework instead of watch TV. &amp;nbsp;(Great - I'm screwed.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- If you marry a noisy, shouting person he (not "she" anywhere - I was thinking sports, but then I thought of me and my mom watching a BYU game...) will give you a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sometimes you have to search and search for the right person... and sometimes you have to sit quietly and wait for someone." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hm... There might be a non-sarcastic valid point to that line... nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When you find your Own True Love, you have to ask their permission. [When they say yes] do your best curtsy or bow and kneel down and give them a golden (white gold in my opinion) ring, or your favorite toy, or a bite of your cookie." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd prefer the ring, but to each his own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I really hope whoever proposes to me bows or curtsies to me. &amp;nbsp;I REALLY hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She elaborates on&lt;b&gt; names to call them&lt;/b&gt;, like "Honey Darling Sweetheart!" &lt;b&gt;so that everyone will know they are yours and not try to take em' away. &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wedding invites must be in "Wedding Language" - aka: &amp;nbsp;promise candy to the guests - and make sure to put RSVP at the bottom, which means "Please say yes, please!!! Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Yes. &amp;nbsp;I AM still writing... Yes. &amp;nbsp;I found this book that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;b&gt;finding a place to get married &lt;/b&gt;(a palace, beach, up a tree, or your playroom), &lt;b&gt;get dressed&lt;/b&gt; in things like:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- A beautiful gown&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Shining armor&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- A mustache (good thing I have one of those handy!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- A crown&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Some ears if you're marrying a rabbit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I would think Mr. Rabbit wouldn't want me to change myself because he'd love me just the way I am, but every hare is different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wedding actually happens, &lt;b&gt;try not to fall over &lt;/b&gt;(good tips here) and then&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "look into each other's faces." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a vital point, because so many of us believe it's the eyes that we should look into, but it is actually the entire face we should be searching. &amp;nbsp;After you are pronounced as "huibbie and wifey" &lt;b&gt;throw flowers at people's heads&lt;/b&gt; and whoever it hits will get married next. &amp;nbsp;Lucky them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You now are Married People &lt;/i&gt;(in caps - written that way for emphasis?)&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;So, you have to yell, "HOORAY!" and then do some cartwheels for joy." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Married People must also do the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Get some children... and some pets.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Live in a house on a hill by a little stream.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Watch the sun go down together.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Go along together, holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Live Happily Ever After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it really be this simple?! &amp;nbsp;Perhaps I am making things MUCH to complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;/b&gt;I really thought this was HILARIOUS! &amp;nbsp;I totally got married about 40 times when I was a little girl - but only to human beings. &amp;nbsp;Obviously, none of those quite panned out, which I'm willing to bet is a significantly positive thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this girl on my friend's page and she is just TOO good to not give attention too. &amp;nbsp;She is merely 13 years-old, and I'm not normally an advocate of child stars... but this girl is pretty awesome! &amp;nbsp;Here is a self-written song by &lt;b&gt;Faith Johnson&lt;/b&gt; called &lt;b&gt;"Just Me."&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8-IqLMxa2DA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6514866796023734917?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6514866796023734917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6514866796023734917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6514866796023734917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6514866796023734917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-to-get-married.html' title='How To Get Married'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8-IqLMxa2DA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6179509658439791119</id><published>2011-12-21T23:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:57:08.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoey: Take One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm in love!&amp;nbsp; I'm in love!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I don't care who knows it!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Buddy the Elf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love.&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; It was so out of the blue, but the second I looked into these beautiful eyes, I just knew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E22KeopC_Aw/TvLRHN5BkuI/AAAAAAAACqs/EwzF_qT3L5U/s1600/DSC_0363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E22KeopC_Aw/TvLRHN5BkuI/AAAAAAAACqs/EwzF_qT3L5U/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; I am in love with my new, baby niece - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Is she not the most adorable thing in the world?&amp;nbsp; I am completely obsessed with her little toes and fingers - amazing.&amp;nbsp; She is SUCH a good baby too - not too whiny or full of tears and her cry is often more gentle than not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I just love her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LttPQTKuAQE/TvLRWrEE4eI/AAAAAAAACq4/PGikK77nfdw/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LttPQTKuAQE/TvLRWrEE4eI/AAAAAAAACq4/PGikK77nfdw/s400/DSC_0368.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnE2qq56QHw/TvLRg2_llvI/AAAAAAAACrI/zEoakDDZZnU/s1600/DSC_0374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KnE2qq56QHw/TvLRg2_llvI/AAAAAAAACrI/zEoakDDZZnU/s400/DSC_0374.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTjizPOv-bw/TvLRbpgFJRI/AAAAAAAACrA/SidfMTR9ccA/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kTjizPOv-bw/TvLRbpgFJRI/AAAAAAAACrA/SidfMTR9ccA/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've already been whispering "I know you'll like me best, Zoey.&amp;nbsp; It's okay - when you're having a tough time, need to talk about school or a boy, or want someone to sneak you chocolate before dinner, talk to auntie Linze."&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I know, deep down, she understands - we have a bond that solid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I can feel it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; So, I thought today's song was from the Fast Five Soundtrack, but when I looked it up... It was not.&amp;nbsp; Thus, I'm not sure which thing I was watching, but something where they had a bomb soundtrack!&amp;nbsp; Haha... Anyway, I picked up this new jam-out song... Here is &lt;b&gt;MIKE-E&lt;/b&gt; (don't think I've ever heard of him either) with &lt;b&gt;"Stamina."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/urdSMiUWEeM" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6179509658439791119?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6179509658439791119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6179509658439791119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6179509658439791119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6179509658439791119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoey-take-one.html' title='Zoey: Take One'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E22KeopC_Aw/TvLRHN5BkuI/AAAAAAAACqs/EwzF_qT3L5U/s72-c/DSC_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-9128977331145427222</id><published>2011-12-20T10:22:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:21:50.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Ten'/><title type='text'>"Tuesday Ten" - Back Again!</title><content type='html'>I told you this was going to become a tradition!&amp;nbsp; You doubted, didn't you?&amp;nbsp; Yep - shame on you.&amp;nbsp; I am ACTUALLY going to commit to writing each Tuesday... for at least two weeks in a row.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it'll be past that!&amp;nbsp; Okay, here we go: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Toast.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I know that seems simple, and it is!&amp;nbsp; I just realized this past week how much I really love toast... White, wheat, or a mix from Great Harvest with a little butter and cinnamon sugar - and sometimes, bananas!&amp;nbsp; It's my comfort food (that and mashed potatoes), and makes me smile just a little bit with each delectable bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Clementines.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am obsessed.&amp;nbsp; I'm eating them by the bucket load lately to avoid eating too many Christmas cookies and European treats from the parentals.&amp;nbsp; I prefer them with no seeds, but beggars can't be choosers, eh?&amp;nbsp; Okay - I can, and so I do choose no seeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last week I posted a video by Vocal Point with the lead singer being &lt;b&gt;Ryan Innes&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This week, HE is on my favorites list.&amp;nbsp; His voice is like the butter and sugar to my toast... Haha!&amp;nbsp; I just really like him - check it.&amp;nbsp; Here he is singing one of my favorite songs &lt;b&gt;"Colors" &lt;/b&gt;(orig. by Amos Lee):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mA83xSiTcBo" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;b&gt;The Amazing Rapping Baby&lt;/b&gt;.... just wait till he can talk!&amp;nbsp; If my kid can do this at 2 years old, I'll feel pretty fulfilled as a parent.&amp;nbsp; Haha - you think I'm kidding. Also, this boy is ADORABLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9BcQrCG2HTA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;b&gt; Lights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I love lamp...s.&amp;nbsp; I love lamps, spotlights, nightlights, black-lights, strobe-lights, flashlights, Christmas lights... so this time of the year it pretty much one of my favorites.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it's the hopeless romantic beneath the surface, but I can't explain it other than I love light.&amp;nbsp; Observe - Check the picture of the &lt;b&gt;Tunnel of Lights in Japan (Nagano Hotel). &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KqXFzAeZD4/Tu7iQTMDbjI/AAAAAAAACqA/gqnBb4GQOs4/s1600/lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KqXFzAeZD4/Tu7iQTMDbjI/AAAAAAAACqA/gqnBb4GQOs4/s400/lights.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(So amazing... How can you not love that?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am in love with the following &lt;b&gt;quote&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I find the whole concept of being ‘sexy’ embarrassing and confusing. If I  do an interview with photographs people desperately want to change me -  dye my hair blonder, pluck my eyebrows, give me a fringe. Then there’s  the choice of clothes. I know everyone wants a picture of me in a  mini-skirt. But that’s not me. I feel uncomfortable. I’d never go out in  a mini-skirt. It’s nothing to do with protecting the Hermione image. I  wouldn’t do that. Personally, I don’t actually think it’s even that  sexy. What’s sexy about saying, ‘I’m here with my boobs out and a short  skirt, have a look at everything I’ve got?’ My idea of sexy is that less  is more. The less you reveal the more people can wonder.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Emma Watson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Jimmy Fallon's "Thank You Notes."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I could even just say a favorite is Jimmy Fallon himself, but this week I'll stick to the "Thank You Notes."&amp;nbsp; If you do NOT know what I'm talk about, check the clip below.&amp;nbsp; If you DO know what I'm talking about, you've already watched the clip below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="284" id="NBC Video Widget" src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/widget/widget.html?vid=1372883" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am in love with the show &lt;i&gt;Modern Family&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; However, more than that, I am in love with the &lt;b&gt;characters from &lt;i&gt;Modern Family&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Cam and Mitchel.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oh my word - they're my favorites.&amp;nbsp; Check out a little of their amazingness below!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; I just got Season Two in the mail - my love was just reaffirmed.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LiwDCZEeCtw" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Scarves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;They dress-up any outfit, keep you warm, and make you look even cuter!&amp;nbsp; I happen to know that my mom spent my Christmas gift money in London- buying me eight or nine new scarves... not kidding and NOT ashamed.&amp;nbsp; I'm counting down the days till they're mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHrM7GqEDo0/Tu7mRXOA8II/AAAAAAAACqI/S8EDNVn2cds/s1600/scarves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eHrM7GqEDo0/Tu7mRXOA8II/AAAAAAAACqI/S8EDNVn2cds/s400/scarves.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I like this chart because it shows you the different ways to wear them...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Take a look below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GqlGINlJ14M/Tu7q6zryGZI/AAAAAAAACqQ/8SmsaZbywKo/s1600/fam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GqlGINlJ14M/Tu7q6zryGZI/AAAAAAAACqQ/8SmsaZbywKo/s400/fam.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am SO excited to see &lt;b&gt;two of my best friends (Derek &amp;amp; Cami - my brother and sister-in-law)&lt;/b&gt; on Tuesday night, and my &lt;b&gt;new niece - Zoey!&lt;/b&gt;  I am so gonna spoil her like every auntie should... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nbZBfGywkM/Tu7q7IVJUOI/AAAAAAAACqY/AulUalw49e0/s1600/cami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nbZBfGywkM/Tu7q7IVJUOI/AAAAAAAACqY/AulUalw49e0/s400/cami.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and Cami - gangsta fo' life! Or, till we give away the jackets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ntm2UevSkoM/Tu7q7ir3lNI/AAAAAAAACqg/VtQ64-n8kgU/s1600/derek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ntm2UevSkoM/Tu7q7ir3lNI/AAAAAAAACqg/VtQ64-n8kgU/s400/derek.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am with Derek - back in my junior year at BYU, while platinum blond... Oh, the choices we make.  Haha!  He's been my bestie for 26 years and counting!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-9128977331145427222?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/9128977331145427222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=9128977331145427222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/9128977331145427222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/9128977331145427222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday-ten-back-again.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot; - Back Again!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mA83xSiTcBo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4612735071685361147</id><published>2011-12-18T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:55:41.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Dare to Have a Purpose Firm. Dare to Make it Known.</title><content type='html'>I've been contemplating&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;power to choose&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;We make choices everyday- some big and some small... miniscule perhaps.&amp;nbsp; However, &lt;b&gt;choices lead us to where we are today and create us into &lt;i&gt;who&lt;/i&gt; we are today &lt;/b&gt;- even the miniscule ones.&amp;nbsp; I would say that we aren't shaped by our small choices to eat an salad or a sandwich, but I know a pair of thighs that would say otherwise... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mostly thinking about the simple choices we have in our lives to just do the right thing when it counts.&amp;nbsp; We have the chance to be something - to stand for what we believe in within all aspects of our lives.&amp;nbsp; It's hard sometimes - a lot of times.&amp;nbsp; It can be the peer pressure or just habits we fall into... We have to know what we really stand for and who we are truly striving to become and live that way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Why portray something your not and live in a way you don't really want to be living?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the following quote - you can take out the first part of you aren't LDS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dare to be a Mormon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dare to stand alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dare to have a purpose firm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dare to make it known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Pres. Thomas S. Monson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm and LDS girl, and the line I am thinking along mostly pertains to my religious convictions.&amp;nbsp; However, this can pertain to &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; that you believe.&amp;nbsp;  I'm passionate about education and funding for the arts.&amp;nbsp; I'm passionate  about film and creating good, positive forms of media.&amp;nbsp; I can stand up  for those things, and I can make my purpose known.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can fight for things that I believe in, even when no one else is on my side.&amp;nbsp; It's hard as all get-out, but I can do it!&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure you can too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choose to do the right thing &lt;/b&gt;- even if it makes you look "uncool," or feels awkward at first, or even if it's really hard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Do what you believe is right &lt;/b&gt;- do what you know in your heart is right.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Stand up for those things that you are passionate about, and dare to make your purpose known.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; No one is perfect - no one is asking for that (hopefully)... However, we can always strive to be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Try a little harder to be a little better."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- President Gordon B. Hinckley &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;My friends, Nicole and Cameron (love them!), sang this as part of a medley of Christmas songs for the ward Christmas party last weekend.&amp;nbsp; I have heard it before, but only once... I never realized the pure awesomeness of this song.&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Relient K&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"I Celebrate the Day."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; At least listen through the first chorus - then you'll be hooked!&amp;nbsp; Haha... Enjoy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JsPFNY4Z5t0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honorable Mention:&lt;/b&gt; I love the piano.&amp;nbsp; I wish that I could play better - I need to take lessons, but growing up I always go stuck with teachers that I could not relate to and grew tired of scales.&amp;nbsp; I know - you have to learn the little things to get to the big things... I just started teaching myself one year and created arrangements (clarinet and oboe in middle and high school made learning piano ten times easier), but haven't put the practice in that it takes to be great... I suppose I'll simply stick to singing and just do piano here and there for now.&amp;nbsp; ANYWAY, I couldn't find this song anywhere to share so I'm making mention of &lt;b&gt;Chris Rice's Christmas instrumental tracks - just piano! &lt;/b&gt;His version of &lt;b&gt;"Angels We Have Heard on High"&lt;/b&gt; is wonderful!&amp;nbsp; Check him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4612735071685361147?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4612735071685361147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4612735071685361147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4612735071685361147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4612735071685361147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/dare-to-have-purpose-firm-dare-to-make.html' title='Dare to Have a Purpose Firm. Dare to Make it Known.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JsPFNY4Z5t0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8864640365340620746</id><published>2011-12-15T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:52:47.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday Ten'/><title type='text'>"Tuesday Ten" Edtion... on a Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>This woman named &lt;a href="http://www.laurenconrad.com/"&gt;Lauren Conrad&lt;/a&gt; (LC), who some of you might be familiar with, writes an awesome blog each day full of style, make-up, event planning, self-help, and cooking tips!&amp;nbsp; She's kind of fabulous and I adore her.&amp;nbsp; Shout-out to one of the only girls from The Hills who I didn't believe was a pretensions super B - for real.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, LC does this thing on her blog called the &lt;b&gt;"Tuesday Ten,"&lt;/b&gt; and I am going to start my own tradition doing a "Tuesday Ten!"&amp;nbsp; I'm going to make a short entry about ten things that make me happy that week.&amp;nbsp; They can be a newly discovered YouTube video (or an old fave), a short story, a picture, a quote, anything!&amp;nbsp; So, with that introduction... I forgot that IT IS WEDNESDAY... All the same, I am just giving this a procrastinators go and saying, here goes my first "Tuesday Ten!" - kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is a site I have recently discovered via pinterest that I am now obsessed with!&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://hpotterfacts.tumblr.com/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the many HP facts that I have learned and LOVED!&amp;nbsp; If you haven't seen the last HP movie, this part will most DEF make you giggle a bit... or if you're a man, chuckle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlzyNh3M_rk/TumDWWm2tkI/AAAAAAAACpM/_f93KnKwZPQ/s1600/draco.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlzyNh3M_rk/TumDWWm2tkI/AAAAAAAACpM/_f93KnKwZPQ/s400/draco.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have been in LOVE with this video for the past few years - which my friend now, Ben Truman, actually recorded - small world!&amp;nbsp; I watch it around Christmas every year about 30 times, and just recently discovered the full song is available with THIS SINGER!&amp;nbsp; He is the best - hands down - at this song.&amp;nbsp; He's soulful, heartfelt, and just has an AMAZING set of pipes.&amp;nbsp; He's also a UT star, which I had no idea it was him singing till this year... I keep making new discoveries! Aside from the singer, this SONG is amazing - truly, tied for my favorite Christmas song. (Click on the title below for the FULL version - it's worth it too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_lM0W1oMtIk" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvJtgJoc_II&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Vocal Point - "He Is Born" - Lead: Ryan Innes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Neal's Yard - London, England - &lt;/b&gt;Picture: I was slightly less excited when I found out it was a Remedies shop... Haha!&amp;nbsp; Still it just is aesthetically healing... or just really cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0XP1hM4eBw/TumHUtP1AvI/AAAAAAAACpU/_KOSumBHcTw/s1600/london.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0XP1hM4eBw/TumHUtP1AvI/AAAAAAAACpU/_KOSumBHcTw/s640/london.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I found an article entitled: &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2011/12/05/damn-you-auto-correct-funniest-text/#37139"&gt;"Damn You Auto-Correct - Reveals&amp;nbsp; 9 Funniest Texts of the Year."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; Now, I know for a fact, there are some even funnier ones out there, but these are REALLY classic.&amp;nbsp; One of them is below, but click on the article title to read them all - this was just the one that made ME laugh the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHkfJnUavD8/TumNk2BKAQI/AAAAAAAACpc/uQe-OUih5W4/s1600/texts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHkfJnUavD8/TumNk2BKAQI/AAAAAAAACpc/uQe-OUih5W4/s400/texts.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;b&gt;I love peppers.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I mean, I REALLY love peppers.&amp;nbsp; They are, hands down, my favorite vegetable.... This recipe below also includes corn and onions - other favorites - so I'm excited to try it for lunch tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.canyoustayfordinner.com/2010/09/29/spicy-black-bean-stuffed-peppers/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPF_zroy7yM/TumQSHgrY7I/AAAAAAAACpk/0Uk3ldaOohM/s1600/pepper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPF_zroy7yM/TumQSHgrY7I/AAAAAAAACpk/0Uk3ldaOohM/s400/pepper.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Pinterest.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I simply adore pinterest and genuinely believe it has helped me organize my online life - haha!&amp;nbsp; If you have not yet,check out my pinterest page (or just the site in general): &lt;b&gt;http://pinterest.com/linzekate/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This song gained a lot of attention around Halloween, and again around the time Breaking Dawn went into theaters... I think it's hilariously, brilliant.&amp;nbsp; Check out&lt;b&gt; Stephanie Maybe's "The Zombie Song."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZPNqub966Tw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;b&gt;Mcvities Dark Chocolate Digestives&lt;/b&gt; (aka: Cookies) from England - thanks, Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPo0J8M-xhw/TumToi5FUdI/AAAAAAAACps/weogN1yH3ks/s1600/mcvities.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPo0J8M-xhw/TumToi5FUdI/AAAAAAAACps/weogN1yH3ks/s320/mcvities.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am currently in love with the show - it's a new fave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; The New Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Oh, how I adore Zooey Deschanel (ya, I had to triple check to spell that write - just like my name...)&amp;nbsp; The main girl reminds me &lt;strike&gt;slightly&lt;/strike&gt; a lot of myself... awkward and funny - and awkward.&amp;nbsp; It's hilarious. This show along with &lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt; are current staples.&amp;nbsp; Here's the trailer for &lt;i&gt;The New Girl:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2qqojuj1zoU" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;My new hamster, Page!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nope, there is no "I" in there... I have named all my past hamsters with music in mind - Mozart and Cadence, calling him Cade.&amp;nbsp; This is my first girl hamster and I knew I needed to choose a musical of theatrical based name.&amp;nbsp; So, I looked at terminology and tried out what felt right these past few days and decided on, Page.&amp;nbsp; Example:&amp;nbsp; A Page in a script of musical score.... Yep.&amp;nbsp; She's pretty adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5A7ew1CQ4I/TumdpkhmUUI/AAAAAAAACp0/PprGezC95Wg/s1600/Image12122011232014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5A7ew1CQ4I/TumdpkhmUUI/AAAAAAAACp0/PprGezC95Wg/s400/Image12122011232014.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote: Today was my last day of my first semseter in my MAT program!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I can't believe how fast it went by me, and how fast I'm sure next semester will pass.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE the program, the professors, my cohort - man, I am a blessed woman! :)&amp;nbsp; Good luck to all my friends still taking finals - eat em' for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*muah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8864640365340620746?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8864640365340620746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8864640365340620746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8864640365340620746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8864640365340620746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/tuesday-ten-edtion-on-wednesday.html' title='&quot;Tuesday Ten&quot; Edtion... on a Wednesday.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlzyNh3M_rk/TumDWWm2tkI/AAAAAAAACpM/_f93KnKwZPQ/s72-c/draco.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1700794402711077116</id><published>2011-12-12T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:31:54.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Pretty Crafty,,, No, Really.</title><content type='html'>I am crafty.  Well, I fake it well... and I'm pretty good at little kid crafts.  It's the blessing of being a nanny.  I have "pinned" more than enough holiday crafts on pinterest, and looked at a million and one "mommy blogs" for ideas... Thus, I think that I can claim I am quite crafty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples of my latest works with Eliza: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWqNvHT-HTo/TuanjL431xI/AAAAAAAACoU/mwzUtey8dC0/s1600/PB280004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWqNvHT-HTo/TuanjL431xI/AAAAAAAACoU/mwzUtey8dC0/s400/PB280004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smTOQZ9oq7Q/TuanX8ScQuI/AAAAAAAACoE/LsnNZbVn0SY/s1600/PB280001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smTOQZ9oq7Q/TuanX8ScQuI/AAAAAAAACoE/LsnNZbVn0SY/s400/PB280001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpAwgIV4Y78/TuanpX7OafI/AAAAAAAACoc/Ji6kdB1bufE/s400/PB280005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DShtfQ78UqE/TuaoaTxXcaI/AAAAAAAACo8/u5Pix1IMqcs/s1600/PC090150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DShtfQ78UqE/TuaoaTxXcaI/AAAAAAAACo8/u5Pix1IMqcs/s400/PC090150.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEpVD3ufZFk/TuaoTS0Sk7I/AAAAAAAACo0/CPOVDacd1fE/s1600/PC090148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEpVD3ufZFk/TuaoTS0Sk7I/AAAAAAAACo0/CPOVDacd1fE/s400/PC090148.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I love the Christmas song, &lt;b&gt;"Baby, It's Cold Outside,"&lt;/b&gt; even if it IS a bit scandalous.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; So, when my friend, Nicole, asked me to do something funny for the ward Christmas Party I knew that rewriting it would be the ticket.&amp;nbsp; I called my friend, Spencer, and asked him to sing it with me/help me write the new lines, and it was perfect!&amp;nbsp; Here's the fruits of our labor below... by &lt;b&gt;Spencer Minnick &lt;/b&gt;and&lt;b&gt; Linze Struiksma&lt;/b&gt; - Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3ic5EjgyqYY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1700794402711077116?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1700794402711077116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1700794402711077116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1700794402711077116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1700794402711077116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-pretty-crafty-no-really.html' title='I&apos;m Pretty Crafty,,, No, Really.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWqNvHT-HTo/TuanjL431xI/AAAAAAAACoU/mwzUtey8dC0/s72-c/PB280004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4442971577095619258</id><published>2011-11-30T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:32:08.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Where Are We Going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This certainly is a blogging week&lt;/b&gt;, and in reality a more serious noted one.&amp;nbsp; I just HAVE to tell my little story from yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work as a &lt;b&gt;nanny&lt;/b&gt; for a little three-year-old girl named Eliza.&amp;nbsp; She is fantastic!&amp;nbsp; Even at her worst behavior it's not that bad and she is simply adorable.&amp;nbsp; Her parents have definitely raised her right in that she doesn't believe in hitting and and using "mean words," such as "butt" or "brat."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; She really is a good little girl and I can see how blessed her parents are to have her in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface the following story by saying the family I nanny for has different beliefs than I do religiously.&amp;nbsp; They're not LDS and that is totally fine by me.&amp;nbsp; I all for believing what you want and having the power of agency to choose your beliefs for yourself.&amp;nbsp; I don't look at them as anything but amazing people whom I have come to love very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was driving home from the park with Eliza, &lt;b&gt;she asked me about the afterlife&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'm not kidding.&amp;nbsp; Here is this three-year-old in the backseat talking about her friends grandpa who passed away and asking what happened to him.&amp;nbsp; I panicked a bit simply because I didn't want to over-step my bounds in "religious territory."&amp;nbsp; I had no idea what the parents really believe (now I do) and wanted to be respectful... However, here is this little girl begging for an answer and literally saying the words, "What happened to him?&amp;nbsp; Is he really gone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought for moment and then said, "No, E. They'll see him again in Heaven - it's okay."&amp;nbsp; The questions continued though... "Linze?&amp;nbsp; What's heaven?&amp;nbsp; We get to live again?"&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;It really was possibly one of the most tender moments in my entire life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It reminded me of when I &lt;a href="http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2010/02/moments-that-matter-most.html"&gt;talked with Nico about prayer&lt;/a&gt; and how awesome that was for me.&amp;nbsp; I decided that with Eliza honesty was the best policy and I'd tell her what I believe to be the truth and let her parents know so they can tell her differently if they'd like.&amp;nbsp; She was asking for answers, so I gave her what I know to be truth - other than I opted to not talk to her at all about hell.&amp;nbsp; "Well, Eliza, heaven is our other home.&amp;nbsp; We have a home here on earth, but we have a home in heaven too.&amp;nbsp; It's where we came from and will go back to after we pass away.&amp;nbsp; So you shouldn't be sad if anyone dies because you'll get to see them again."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She sat for a moment and said,&lt;b&gt; "So, if something happens to you or daddy or someone... I will see you again.&amp;nbsp; I like that." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know - the sweetest thing ever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Little kids say funny things ALL the time, but those tender moments are what make me most excited about being a mom in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It makes me less scared about trying to teach my future children the gospel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continued with, "Who's there in heaven?"&amp;nbsp; I talked to her about God and she asked if he was related to us.&amp;nbsp; I replied, "Well, you know how you have daddy here on earth?&amp;nbsp; Well, he is your Father there and he watches over all of your us just like your daddy does here on earth."&amp;nbsp; She got excited and said, "That's who we pray to!"&amp;nbsp; It was just a really precious moment for me to share with her, even if it's not what she grows up believing in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just SO thankful for the knowledge that I have a Father in Heaven who loves me and who I get to see again, and that &lt;b&gt;families are eternal&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I get to keep my family and be with them forever, and that is amazing to me.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for prayer and the power we have to talk to Him, and how it can build our faith and comfort us.&amp;nbsp; I have been studying Faith over the past few days and then I saw the following clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EMwKxmTLaCs" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have faith&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Know that there is a Father in Heaven who loves you and that you also have a Savior who lived and died for you... and lives again.&amp;nbsp; I have been struggling with "sweating the little things" in life lately, and worrying about things over which I have no control.&amp;nbsp; In tough times, turn to Heavenly Father and he &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; comfort you - I know that's been my case.&amp;nbsp; I know that the following quote is fact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Everything will be okay...and if it's not okay, it's not the end." &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- &lt;/i&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And even at the end, I know it's merely a new beginning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I'm thinkin' I should throw out another Christmas jam soon... I simply adore Christmas music, so we gotta show this genre some love.&amp;nbsp; However, this particular song is WINTER, but not Christmas... I do hold out in listening to it till mostly around this time of year.&amp;nbsp; It's called &lt;b&gt;"Winter Song," &lt;/b&gt;by &lt;b&gt;Sara Bareilles &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Ingrid Michaelson&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UkOKCWDJ4iA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4442971577095619258?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4442971577095619258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4442971577095619258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4442971577095619258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4442971577095619258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-are-we-going.html' title='Where Are We Going?'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EMwKxmTLaCs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-2196472573395994049</id><published>2011-11-29T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:28:09.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Quote It Up... Again.</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's that time again... Awkward quote time! &amp;nbsp;Some of these you may understand, and some you most certainly will not understand. &amp;nbsp;Just know, they really were quite awkward and hilarious (or in Eliza's case, adorable!)...&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I am sooooo happy right now!" &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What are you guys up to?" - &lt;/b&gt;Random Bishop in Walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"... Just buying a gift for a friend." - &lt;/b&gt;Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Okay. I'll stay little!" - &lt;/i&gt;Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll put a Belle band-aid on your heart if it hurts..." - &lt;/b&gt;Eliza (she was VERY sincere - haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you 10 or 13? &amp;nbsp;Oh, you're 80!" &lt;/i&gt;- Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We have four beautiful women and a munchkin!" - &lt;/b&gt;Random carni at the Haunted Circus... The munchkin was Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh, hell... o. &amp;nbsp;Hello. &amp;nbsp;Dang it - I was in the chapel."&lt;/i&gt; - Your truly... I shouldn't admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Haven't you ever asked yourself, 'Was that me singing?'"&lt;/b&gt; - Um, me... in class. &amp;nbsp;FYI - I heard someone singing and then got confused and it all just toppled out - as always in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Then, he scaffolded me."&lt;/i&gt; - Stephanie during a class presentation. &amp;nbsp;YES, that's educational terminology... and yes, it was still hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What if we clapped for every good idea like they do in the state of the union?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They accidently wrapped me in a blue blanket at the hospital..."&lt;/i&gt; - Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your mama's hooked on crack."&lt;/b&gt; - Someone's student (anyone remember who???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your mama's hooked on phonics."&lt;/b&gt; - Another student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's the worst kind, cause we ain't got no rehab for that..." &lt;/b&gt;- First student... OH, CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...It would be like having Asexual Apps."&lt;/i&gt; - Sam in class about something actually rather intelligent... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wait. &amp;nbsp;They have Asexual Apps?!?"&lt;/i&gt; - Me.&lt;br /&gt;*class laughs* and I realize it was all sarcasm.... oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well, if they did Steve Jobs didn't invent them... too soon?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"... the teacher had written 'Columbus was a murderer' to get the student's attention. &amp;nbsp;It may be true, but..." &lt;/b&gt;- Barb, my teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's like me writing 'Thomas Jefferson was an adulterer' on the board! &amp;nbsp;It may be true, but..."&lt;/b&gt; - Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I love that song about mammals..." &lt;/i&gt;- Mari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's definitely like a vasectomy - just cut it off."&lt;/b&gt; - David &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea - most of these I think you had to be there for, but nonetheless.... There's some quotes for the time being to keep y'all going... I think summer breeds more awkward moments and words out of my mouth. OR, maybe I'm just getting smarter with my word choice, as are others! &amp;nbsp;Ok... nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;The Fray - "Heartbeat."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I just can't get enough of it... it's passionate and driven.&amp;nbsp; I love it.  Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/40W6Dm3K_Bk" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-2196472573395994049?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/2196472573395994049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=2196472573395994049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2196472573395994049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2196472573395994049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote-it-up-again.html' title='Quote It Up... Again.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/40W6Dm3K_Bk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5489407546250516452</id><published>2011-11-28T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T01:38:41.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Who Would Imagine A King?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The best place to get your identity is from being a son or daughter of God."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Elder Dallin H. Oaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I forget the meaning behind the quote above.&amp;nbsp; I feel very blessed that I know who I am, and that I have come to have a relationship with my Father in Heaven and his son, Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; I know I wrote a serious post last time too, but bear with me for one more - I promise, I'll return to writing about my highly awkward moments, misspoken words, and witty, somewhat-cynical responses to the world or life in general.&amp;nbsp; However, for now, I just need to express myself spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that I am a daughter of God&lt;/b&gt;, but I often get lost in the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; labels&lt;/span&gt; that otherwise define me.&amp;nbsp; For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Actress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Singer &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(A favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Grad Student &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(SO happy about this one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are all great things to be defined by, but they should not be the foundation for how I look at myself.&amp;nbsp; In most of my wards I have been generally known as the musical one.&amp;nbsp; I sing in bars or clubs and I perform in musicals... but I haven't focused on that as much in my life right now.&amp;nbsp; I noticed the other day that I'm not the musical one at all (we have SO many amazing musicians in our ward - it's great ear-candy!) in our ward... now, I tend to be looked at by many as the actress.&amp;nbsp; I'm the dramatic one who likes to make-up stories, create scenarios, and play-up peoples emotions (in a good way, I hope) to get a laugh.&amp;nbsp; I really love making people laugh, and though, I don't do it on purpose, I think I subconsciously have a drive for wanting to be funny.&amp;nbsp; So, in this ward, I have been dubbed as the actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am more than that.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't let anything make me feel like those labels, even if they are positive, hold me to any standard or determine who I am.&amp;nbsp; I am a daughter of God - divine in right and nature. I hold all the potential to become whomever I desire.&amp;nbsp; Positive labels and just fine... but they do not define my entirety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there are negative labels.&amp;nbsp; I think every individual struggles with negative labels and how things people have said about them stick and make an emotional or psychological impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Less Intelligent &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(because of an "easy" major)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fat or "big boned"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Terrible Speller &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(truth) &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Loud &lt;/span&gt;(touche - I've come to embrace this one with high esteem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have overcome most of those labels and grown pretty confident in myself - largely in thanks to the atonement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I have days or moments of inner-frustration, but overall, I am very content with who I am becoming and how I am improving each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also just ways people find to set themselves apart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I'm liberal.&amp;nbsp; I'm a theater major.&amp;nbsp; I'm a nanny.&amp;nbsp; I'm Dutch.&amp;nbsp; I'm white (black on the in, baby!).&amp;nbsp; I'm Mormon/LDS.&amp;nbsp; I'm a Grad Student.&amp;nbsp; I'm a singer.&amp;nbsp; I'm a woman.&amp;nbsp; I'm "big bones," with awesome hip that do NOT lie... for real.&amp;nbsp; I'm a writer, a dancer, a sister.... &lt;/b&gt;I am so many things.&amp;nbsp; However, the MOST important way to define who I am is as &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a daughter of God&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I know that with THAT knowledge, I can do anything and BE anything.&amp;nbsp; When you know who you are, you want to live-up to all that God has in store for you because you understand your place in His kingdom... It's kind of great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that my Father in Heaven lives and that He loves me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I know that I am His daughter and an heir to His kingdom and blessings.&amp;nbsp; I know that I have been given so many talents and defining factors by Him, and I am thankful for each of those - good and bad - because they have made me into who I am today.&amp;nbsp; Cliche?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps.&amp;nbsp; True?&amp;nbsp; Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just really thankful for the knowledge I have pertaining to who I really am in this world... cause it is so hard to get lost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm thankful&lt;/span&gt;, and it's the perfect time of the year to express that thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It is FINALLY time for Christmas music!&amp;nbsp; Now, I'll still suggest some non-Christmas jams to check out, but today this just seemed all too appropriate.&amp;nbsp; It pertains not ONLY to Christ, but to who we are and will become.&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Whitney Houston's "Who Would Imagine a King."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Read the lyrics (below).&amp;nbsp; Listen to the song.&amp;nbsp; Think about it.&amp;nbsp; And... Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MfsqfWEqV14" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommies and daddies always believe&lt;br /&gt;That their little angels are special indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you could grow up to be anything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But who would imagine a king? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shepherd or teacher is what you could be&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe a fisherman out on the sea&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe a carpenter building things&lt;br /&gt;But who would imagine a king? &lt;br /&gt;It was so clear when the wise men arrived&lt;br /&gt;And the angels were singing your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That the world would be different 'cause you were alive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what heaven stood still to proclaim&lt;br /&gt;One day an angel said quietly&lt;br /&gt;That soon he would bring something special to me&lt;br /&gt;And of all of the wonderful gifts he could bring&lt;br /&gt;Who would imagine, who could imagine,&lt;br /&gt;Who would imagine a king?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5489407546250516452?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5489407546250516452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5489407546250516452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5489407546250516452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5489407546250516452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-would-imagine-king.html' title='Who Would Imagine A King?'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MfsqfWEqV14/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-2158004609788427121</id><published>2011-11-14T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:48:30.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politically-Minded... No Apologies Required</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am a politically minded person.&lt;/b&gt;  As of late (the past four or five years), I am really into learning about, talking about, and being involved with government and politics.  I'm not a fan of the political garbage one has to sometimes adhere to or go through in order to get things accomplished.  I'm also not into the defensive anger that comes into play when someone disagrees with you and can't harness the emotions.  However, I like the idea that people are giving their time and energy to help a country, community, or people function positively.  &lt;b&gt;I like that people are trying to change the world because they believe in something better.&lt;/b&gt;  I like that somewhere, someone is trying to bring greater peace to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt;  I know there are a lot of corrupt governmental leaders, or that good people have done corrupt things to get where they are.  All the same, I refuse to believe that every leader is involved in making world policy, change, etc. for the wrong reasons.  You can argue with me on this, but it's a sale I won't be buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a moderate.&lt;b&gt;  If you're into political labels, I am a moderate.&lt;/b&gt;  I'm not into labels, but I'm not opposed to them either. &lt;b&gt; I am a moderate, that leans left.&lt;/b&gt;  No, you did not read that wrong.  I typed "left," and I meant to type left. Yes, I know that many LDS (Mormon) people are geared toward the republican side.  Social issues, such as abortion and gay rights, tend to form the opinions of some LDS voters - note, I did not say ALL... I said some.&amp;nbsp; I have voted BOTH ways in different elections and circumstances.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also something to say for a&lt;b&gt; smaller government&lt;/b&gt;.  I've heard it argued that Joseph Smith Jr. stated, &lt;i&gt;"Teach them correct principles and let them govern themselves."  &lt;/i&gt;This is a true statement - it has to do with agency.  The argument I've heard is that with a&lt;b&gt; larger government &lt;/b&gt;they tack on more laws and regulations, and it takes away agency.  However, to me, it's just like the gospel - we are given "rules" to live by, and we each chose what to do with them.  There are consequences for our actions.  It is when you are "forced" to do something immoral or unjust through a law, that we have real issues.  Otherwise, it's merely a choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I really appreciate and am an advocate of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;agency&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I understand there are issues like health care (don't get me started there... I'm now 26 and trying to get my own insurance for not too expensive as I work 30 hours a week, go to school full-time, and only make it by cause I'm living with mom and dad...), etc. where the choice is in some ways stripped from us... I'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are a plethora of reasons why someone is one "party" or another.  These are just some reasons that have been brought up numerous times with me and my friends, colleagues, associates, family, the pizza guy, etc.  In honesty, as a moderate, I say, &lt;b&gt;"Vote the person - Not the party." &lt;/b&gt; Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, I have particular views and opinions on most political issues.  I think it's time for me to address what I think and believe in certain areas, and let the chips fall where they may.  This a means for me to record this - yes, I could write it out.  However, I like typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take a deep breath, realize that these are MY opinions, and realize that I think no less of anyone reading (or not reading) this because your opinions differ from my own.  &lt;b&gt;This is not meant as an attack or means to tick people off, but it's what I have come to believe through the experiences I have had in my own life. &lt;/b&gt; Some of them lean left, and some lean right.  Again, that's why I am a moderate.  Take it, leave it, burn it, frame it... whatever you like, but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, Gun Control: &lt;/span&gt;I have become rather passionate about this issue.  I spent last year living in Germany, and I have also spent time living in London, England.  I have seen the benefits and the cons regarding how gun control is handled in different countries.  I understand if a person wants to own a gun for recreation (i.e. hunting or range shooting) or self-defense.  However, I believe that guns in the hands of whomever desires one (I recognize there is a process to obtain one) is a negative thing.  Guns may allow for some good things, but I believe they also breed violence.  I see this more in hand guns than anything else.  I understand that many Americans believe owning a gun is their right... but I wish we could get rid of guns in the hands of civilians - or all together, though that's dreaming WAY too big and being overly idealistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  I know I just ticked some people off.  I don't apologize for what I believe, but I respect if you'd like to disagree.  That's okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second, Gay Rights: &lt;/span&gt; This one is going to get touchy.  I have gay friends, people I love and adore with all my heart who are GOOD people.  Here is my take on gay rights.  I understand how important it is to create and have families - to bring God's children into the world.  In that, I know that being gay is not a positive thing.  We are commanded to "multiply and replenish the earth," and this can not happen with a same-sex partner.  I'm NOT saying that two guys, or two girls, could not be great parents.  However, together they can not create a child.  Thus, it is a sin before God.  However, we have been given a gift of agency and told to not judge others.  I believe that it is not the government's place to get involved with this issue.  I think that if we want to keep the word "marriage" as a sacred word, and people want to argue for that, that's okay.  However, if the government denies someone a right because their lifestyle is not one that is agreed with... It should not be decided in a legal, political place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third, Immigration: &lt;/span&gt; I will be blunt.  I get frustrated when I hear stories about our resources and money going to immigrants who are not legally living in this country.  I get frustrated when I see someone does not speak the main language of the country they live in and does not even attempt to try and learn it... I lived in Germany, and really, REALLY struggle with German.  I am quite hopeless with languages.  I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; not very good, nor do I believe I ever will be, but I'm trying to learn.  I am trying to speak more and more German each day (still), and to not assume that people there can speak English if I do not speak good enough German to communicate clearly.   I think there is a process to being a part of country and that one should go through that process - I had to in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one should have to have language classes be mandatory in order to obtain permitted visas.  I think that we should not grant automatic amnesty for a child who's parents are not US citizens, and that a mother should not get automatic amnesty if they have their child on American soil.  There is a process, and that should be respected.&amp;nbsp; I also believe in being understanding to each individual situation and not "shipping back" those who are contributing to society and trying to follow the rules, but something gets fouled up with paper work... I have seen two families (one from Mexico and one from England) get immediately deported because an employer messed up their work visa paper-work.&amp;nbsp; I have no good ideas one making things better - but things on both sides of the issue need to be rectified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fourth, Abortion&lt;/b&gt; - People make mistakes.&amp;nbsp; However, someone else should not be punished to death because of their mistake.&amp;nbsp; I am against abortion, except in the following circumstances: rape or incest, when the life or health of the mother is judged by             competent medical authority to be in serious jeopardy, or             when the fetus is known by competent medical authority to             have severe defects that will not allow the baby to survive             beyond birth.&amp;nbsp; However, even some of these circumstances should be looked at carefully.&amp;nbsp; I believe that a fetus is "life," and abortion should not be legal outside of the conditions listed above.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I know the stories about hangers and girls taking drugs to abort a baby, and I recognize we want to avoid those.&amp;nbsp; I genuinely believe that allowing abortion is not going to suddenly alleviate the world of those issues.&amp;nbsp; Also, I recognize that women want choice... Please &lt;b&gt;use that agency&lt;/b&gt; to choose safe sex or abstinence, and not to take away someone's life because you made a careless choice.&amp;nbsp; I know there are other circumstances, which I talk about above, but this is what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fifth, Education &lt;/b&gt;- I'm not going to get on a high-horse about this, but as a future educator... We need greater funding.&amp;nbsp; We are helping to build the future and I do NOT see why individuals don't want to give more to that cause.&amp;nbsp; I recognize that other professions are important too, but education is one of the MOST important things we can give an individual so that they can succeed in life... We need more federal funding for education to build schools.&amp;nbsp; I also believe that teachers should be paid more - flat out.&amp;nbsp; However, that's a whole separate issue... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stick with these five topics for now, but you're more than willing to ask about my feelings on any other political issues... I am VERY passionate about &lt;b&gt;wind power &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;energy conservation&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Haha... I have opinions on other things, but I have written enough for now.&amp;nbsp; Congrats to you if you actually made it through this entire entry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I'd love to know where you agree and disagree and why... I will respect your opinions as you respect mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am currently loving on the &lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn Soundtrack&lt;/b&gt;... If you hate on the Twilight series, that's totally chill, but don't knock the soundtracks till you've taken a listen.&amp;nbsp; Man... They are SO good!&amp;nbsp; Most of my friends who hate the movies or books still love the soundtracks.&amp;nbsp; Here is a song from the soundtrack by &lt;b&gt;Sleeping At Last&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The song is called &lt;b&gt;"Turning Page."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It's sweet, simple, and unique.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E20WNhsDXwE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-2158004609788427121?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/2158004609788427121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=2158004609788427121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2158004609788427121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2158004609788427121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/11/politically-minded-no-apologies.html' title='Politically-Minded... No Apologies Required'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E20WNhsDXwE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4412359052195455076</id><published>2011-11-06T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:09:57.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><title type='text'>Give a Little Heart and Soul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;This  year I have ONE REQUEST for my birthday!  PLEASE choose a day this week  and &lt;b&gt;complete a random act of service&lt;/b&gt; (big or small) for someone (random  stranger or friend/family!).  THEN, post about it on my wall on facebook or on here under the comments section to let me know what you did.  Thanks so much for all the  birthday love! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Iron and Wine, "Boy With A Coin"&lt;/b&gt; - Beautiful... Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KHw7gdJ14uQ" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4412359052195455076?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4412359052195455076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4412359052195455076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4412359052195455076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4412359052195455076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/11/give-little-heart-and-soul.html' title='Give a Little Heart and Soul!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KHw7gdJ14uQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1059098005482369277</id><published>2011-10-23T21:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:58:55.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Fly!  You Can Fly! You Can Fly!</title><content type='html'>While I was in Germany I mentioned a few times my desire to skydive.&amp;nbsp; It's on my bucket-list and I still plan to do it eventually.&amp;nbsp; To feel like you are flying through the air and completely carefree... AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left Europe, I had a small &lt;b&gt;Christmas celebration&lt;/b&gt; with the family I was with and we exchanged gifts.&amp;nbsp; I was elated when I found out what Koko and Patrick had gotten me... It was a coupon for something back in Utah, which was nice within itself because I had literally NO room in my suitcase left.&amp;nbsp; When I got home, &lt;b&gt;I was going paragliding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right... PARAGLIDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was ecstatic!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; However, I had to wait because it was still winter.&amp;nbsp; I kept saying, "I just have to wait till May... May."&amp;nbsp; When May came around, I started a new job, was applying to Grad programs, and time got away from me.&amp;nbsp; I kept saying, "I need to sign up to paraglide," but would never remember when I was actually somewhere I could accessible call.&amp;nbsp; One day, after carrying around the coupon for about two months so I would remember (haha...), I actually &lt;i&gt;did &lt;/i&gt;remember!&amp;nbsp; I called, booked an appointment... and got ready to jump off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Friday morning, I finally flew.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;My experience was different from friends who have recently gone, in that I was on a&lt;b&gt; tandem ride.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was hooked up to a professional flyer, Matt, who actually travels all around the world to do airshows.&amp;nbsp; When he is NOT doing that, he is here in UT working as a tandem instructor/flyer.&amp;nbsp; I was not completely sure what to expect, but I definitely thought that I was going to be running, jumping, and falling a bit.&amp;nbsp; However, when hooked up to this guy, I was stepping, leaning, sliding back, and flying.&amp;nbsp; It was SO simple, and AMAZING to simply ride in the wind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I didn't have to worry about what cords to pull or how to move the wings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I just held on to the side-ropes and went with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; It was incredible...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked if I was afraid of &lt;b&gt;roller-coasters&lt;/b&gt;, and when I said no, I knew what was going to happen.&amp;nbsp; We dipped and dove and he went falling and flying SO fast!&amp;nbsp; Haha... I was loving it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;We also had hawks out hunting that morning and they literally got so close one almost hit my foot and one almost took my face off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was amazing... sounds it, eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one regret... &lt;b&gt;I got NO pictures.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Lame, I know.&amp;nbsp; However, the memories were worth a lot more... It was Epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next step?&amp;nbsp; Skydiving.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;THANK YOU, THANK YOU to Koko and Patrick (and Nico and Finni!) for this awesome experience!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;Here is a great song and great video by &lt;b&gt;Jessie J&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Who You Are."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's a pretty great message and I love her voice.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j2WWrupMBAE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1059098005482369277?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1059098005482369277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1059098005482369277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1059098005482369277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1059098005482369277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-can-fly-you-can-fly-you-can-fly.html' title='You Can Fly!  You Can Fly! You Can Fly!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/j2WWrupMBAE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-7348862059902880548</id><published>2011-10-21T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T23:44:38.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So... I'm an Emotional Dreamer... Good to Know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am an emotional dreamer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about someone who cries because they are thinking about the dreams they have for their life - though I do get teary whenever I watch Fantasmic or the "Dreams Come True" firework show in Disneyland... You just can't hold back those tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I am talking about someone who wakes up strongly feeling the emotions of the dream they left behind upon waking.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am still connected to every aspect of the dream - the people, the places, the actions... and the emotions.&amp;nbsp; I wake feeling still angry, still sad, still elated, still confused, still in love... I feel it all and carry it with me throughout the day sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that may appear a bit crazy, but it is what it is... I am an emotional dreamer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brought on this confession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have you ever had a truly &lt;b&gt;BIZARRE dream&lt;/b&gt;?&amp;nbsp; It is one where the location, people involved, and the plot seem to switch about twenty times throughout the dream.&amp;nbsp; Where it seems to be really long, but studies show that in reality, it's only about three minutes long - if that long.&amp;nbsp; Last night, I had one of those dreams.&amp;nbsp; I started in my church at stake conference (surrounding areas multiple congregations meet together for a combined meeting), then I was at a different church.&amp;nbsp; Then, I was back at my church, but for an activity, which changed to a conference hall where I was watching a movie.&amp;nbsp; The people in the dream constantly changed, as did the circumstances.&amp;nbsp; At one point I was wearing a strapless party dress AT church stake conference...?&amp;nbsp; Yea, &lt;b&gt;I have no idea where half of the things I was dreaming were coming from.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, near the end of my dream I was back in a church meeting, in rather fancy church clothes, and whispering with a boy next to me.&amp;nbsp; It then turned into a movie activity and we were in street clothes, sitting close and wrapped up in separate blankets.&amp;nbsp; We were interacting with each other and the people around us, and we were NOT dating, but we obviously liked each other... Relating to &lt;i&gt;While You Were Sleeping&lt;/i&gt;, there was lots of&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "leaning."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It's truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were participating in the simplistic nuances that preempt a potential relationship... The things that you love because they're exciting and fun, but simultaneously despise as they create slight anxiety or confusion.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I am a girl who would truly love nothing more than for someone to approach me and say, "I think you're cute and I like being around you... Let's give this a shot.&amp;nbsp; Go on a date with me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Maybe there would be some of the subtle connotations and signs given first, but it wouldn't take forever for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;honesty &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bluntness&lt;/span&gt; to leak out.&amp;nbsp; I'm into that sorta thing... too bad the majority of the world thinks that's a bit too forward.&amp;nbsp; Eh.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the dream!&amp;nbsp; There is a point to telling about the dream that ties back to the original theme of this entry - I swear.&amp;nbsp; (In the words of Kim Kardashian, "Bible!" - That's for you, Katelyn.) I was flirting here and there with the boy and it was returned through stolen glances and smiles or a touch, and then the movie ended.&amp;nbsp; We stood up and continued chatting while others came up and broke into the time we wanted to spend talking to one another... You know when you can just FEEL that the other person feels the same - and you're spot on about feeling that way?&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I've never really felt that so strongly as I did in my dream.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was SO attached to this person and the emotions presented by the situation in my dream.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;It felt SO real... and then my alarm went off.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually you have to wake up and slide back into reality.&amp;nbsp; So, I did just that... but first, I spent ten minutes lying in bed, staring at the clock, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;grasping at wisps of the dream&lt;/span&gt; I had just been a part of so I could see the face of the person I was so connected to in my mind.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; It never came.&amp;nbsp; I thought about those emotions all day, but the face never came to me.&amp;nbsp; I purposely stuck the faces of boys I know in the place, but none of them fit... It was weird.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm weird.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I know it's stupid to dwell, when tomorrow it really will just be a dream and I won't even think about it anymore.&amp;nbsp; However, I couldn't help it... &lt;/b&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;emotionally invested&lt;/span&gt; in my imaginary relationship.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I was emotionally attached to a fabrication - weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is not the first time that this has happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The other week I dreamed that my mom was trying to run a political campaign on the idea that all kids with disabilities should be issued lethal injection for the benefit of the country and I was on the counter-offensive position... running against her and furiously despising her for her cruelty.&amp;nbsp; I woke up angry and had to take a few minutes to emotionally adjust.&amp;nbsp; As much as I claim I am not an emotional person, I think that I truly am... &lt;b&gt;I just don't cry a lot.&amp;nbsp; Still, I have realized that I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; an emotional girl. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Linze Struiksma, and I am an emotional dreamer.&amp;nbsp; My last emotional dream was last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;YOU?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I am in love with this song AND video!&amp;nbsp; There are a few good reasons why, as well... Let me start by saying &lt;b&gt;the video stars Rupert Grint&lt;/b&gt;, whom I adore.&amp;nbsp; To quote an online review,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The video treatment gives the impression that Grint is playing Sheeran — given the actor’s resemblance to the singer (both Gingers!). It features Grint lip-syncing Sheeran’s song while hanging out on a tour bus and even penning the track on a park bench, among other settings. All the while, you get this unsettling feeling that not all is what it seems — and rightly so.&amp;nbsp; As the video unfolds, you realize Grint is actually a crazed fan, obsessed with Sheeran, living out this twisted fantasy of being the singer. There’s even an exceptionally creepy scene where Grint is sitting amongst a room of dolls, which all bare Sheeran’s face. Let’s just say, the video is probably every celebrity’s worst nightmare."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fascinating, right?!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Right.&amp;nbsp; The concept is SO twisted! I think this is genius and intriguing... and I love the song.&amp;nbsp; Ed Sheeran is fabulous and I hope his music catches fire here in the US.&amp;nbsp; He's fabulous.&amp;nbsp; I also have a &lt;i&gt;slight&lt;/i&gt; crush on Mr. Grint - have I mentioned that?&amp;nbsp; Watch the video and take it for what it is, but also &lt;i&gt;listen&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;to the song.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy &lt;b&gt;Ed Sheeran&lt;/b&gt;'s song, &lt;b&gt;"Lego House!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c4BLVznuWnU" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-7348862059902880548?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/7348862059902880548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=7348862059902880548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7348862059902880548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7348862059902880548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-im-emotional-dreamer-good-to-know.html' title='So... I&apos;m an Emotional Dreamer... Good to Know.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/c4BLVznuWnU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-3033313726540021611</id><published>2011-10-19T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:06:32.315-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Words Can Be Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are some recent winner's from Eliza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm painting a miral now!" - Eliza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A mural?" - Linze&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, a muuuural.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be pretty after all." - Eliza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"This is hummy!" - Eliza, pointing to her toy hummingbird...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What's the turtle's name?" - Linze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"..... Turtie?" - Eliza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I just like the girls, and NOT the boys." - Eliza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You will be the dad, and you will marry me." - Little Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No!" - Little Boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You should marry me!" - Little Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do I have to?" - Little Boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;While on the swings...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Should I fly you all the way up to the moon?" - Linze&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Not really the moon.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, our mom wouldn't have a kid anymore.&amp;nbsp; That wouldn't be fair." - Eliza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are a few friend ones too - just for kicks!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I am NOT judging.&amp;nbsp; I'm making fun of them." - Kay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's called pride, not discrimination!" - Kay:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I'll do him and...*Laughs*... Backup." - Linze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wunderbar!" - Mark&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I want the slightly apostate cousin..." - Hayley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Just In Love" - Joe Jonas&lt;/b&gt;.... It's just FUN!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s0ujF8D6-5k" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-3033313726540021611?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/3033313726540021611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=3033313726540021611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3033313726540021611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3033313726540021611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-can-be-funny.html' title='Words Can Be Funny...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s0ujF8D6-5k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6099900123871548926</id><published>2011-10-17T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:13:27.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Woman...</title><content type='html'>I feel like a new woman... I feel rejuvenated and happier.  I know that I am right where I need to be in life and that whatever path I choose in the future will be okay.  Whether I decide to chase entertainment or political dreams, or continue in the path of education...&lt;b&gt; I am going to do great things&lt;/b&gt;, because I know I can.  I am capable.  There is SO much I want to BE... I just have to decide what I would like to chase first, and conquer that.  Right now, it is Graduate School.  After that...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel really blessed and I wanted to record somewhere that I felt that way, and share a bit of joy with friends and family.  I am a lucky woman, and &lt;b&gt;just pray that I have to strength to become all that I'm meant to become... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;I know I recently put &lt;b&gt;James Morrison&lt;/b&gt; on here, but I can't resist.  This song is my favorite off his new album, and it's called &lt;b&gt;"Slave to the Music."&lt;/b&gt;  I am in love - it's infectious!  In a none gross way... Haha!  Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/efgAw48194Q" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6099900123871548926?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6099900123871548926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6099900123871548926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6099900123871548926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6099900123871548926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-woman.html' title='A New Woman...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/efgAw48194Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5914677610218110610</id><published>2011-10-13T00:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:34:30.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit... Off?</title><content type='html'>Today was just one of those off days for me... It was a FABULOUS day!&amp;nbsp; I had breakfast, lunch, and dinner with my co-hort, some of the most amazing people I know, and finished two of my Graduate classes today.&amp;nbsp; I even got back some more 100% papers and that made me happy... My "focus on school" and giving up other things is working...&amp;nbsp; I went to an AMAZING lecture for institute, and ran into Erika (my London flat-mate), which led to us discussion our ideas to move back.... serious ideas, too.&amp;nbsp; I saw other friends, and jammed with Nicole for an hour after institute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, amidst all this awesomeness, today was just OFF for me.&amp;nbsp; I felt separated... I feel weird.&amp;nbsp; I can't explain it better than saying I feel "OFF," so that's what I'll stick to saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list my many stresses, complaints, personal issues, but I'll sum it up with the following; I'm tired and feeling detached.&amp;nbsp; I felt as though I needed to blog, and yet almost keep passing out on the keyboard.&amp;nbsp; That does not equal a great mix and I'm hoping tomorrow is a bit sunnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one thing I can count on is that music always makes me feel better... perhaps not all the way better, but MUCH better. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has these days... Now, it's time to move past them and forge ahead.&amp;nbsp; Onward to sunshine and more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It took me awhile to warm-up to this song and THIS version enhanced my recent love for it... This version has a girl I met this summer during stadium of fire (AMY - the lead) and I fell in love with her voice and personality - she's SUCH a fun girl.&amp;nbsp; Here's is &lt;b&gt;Bruno Mars&lt;/b&gt;'s song &lt;b&gt;"Grenade,"&lt;/b&gt; sung by &lt;b&gt;Delilah &lt;/b&gt;from &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sing-Off&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7HU9mC2hAxA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5914677610218110610?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5914677610218110610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5914677610218110610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5914677610218110610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5914677610218110610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/bit-off.html' title='A Bit... Off?'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7HU9mC2hAxA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5463157630494136287</id><published>2011-10-05T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:46:16.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leggings to... Jeggings?!</title><content type='html'>I hated leggings.&amp;nbsp; Then, I bought a pair to keep me warm in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now love leggings.&amp;nbsp; That is, assuming they're not ugly ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; Also, considering you wear non-slippy underwear with them... If you don't know what I mean, don't ask.&amp;nbsp; Please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated jeggings.&amp;nbsp; Why would a girl need to wear fake jeans!?&amp;nbsp; Then, I bought a pair last week because I thought I needed to give them a try to be fair.&amp;nbsp; Who I was being fair to, I have no idea... but I was fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried them today... I now love jeggings.&amp;nbsp; That is, assuming I wear a long shirt with them so  it's not completely showing every piece of my body they're conformed  to...&amp;nbsp; Jeggings are NOT jeans, ladies... but they're stylish leggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0fSZ7Ftnlo/To0yQpj8shI/AAAAAAAACmI/uFMH299kSt4/s1600/Jeggings+Celebs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0fSZ7Ftnlo/To0yQpj8shI/AAAAAAAACmI/uFMH299kSt4/s320/Jeggings+Celebs.jpg" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; I love jeggings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge away.&amp;nbsp; Whether you appreciate it or not, I am now a jeggings person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day: This is from James Morrison's upcoming album (Oct. 11th!)... If you do NOT know who James Morrison is, you should be musically ashamed of yourself.&amp;nbsp; He is AMAZING.... a melodic master.&amp;nbsp; Here is James Morrison (Feat. Jessie J) with "Up."&amp;nbsp; It's an inspiring tune, with incredible voices and a smooth sound... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UC6u0Tct-Fo" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5463157630494136287?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5463157630494136287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5463157630494136287&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5463157630494136287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5463157630494136287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/leggings-to-jeggings.html' title='Leggings to... Jeggings?!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0fSZ7Ftnlo/To0yQpj8shI/AAAAAAAACmI/uFMH299kSt4/s72-c/Jeggings+Celebs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4562017249072381384</id><published>2011-10-04T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T23:48:06.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture This</title><content type='html'>I kind of love hilarious pictures and comedy in general... Thus, I bring you a "picture book" entry for your comedic enjoyment.... So, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhRtxryb6Xg/Tovp3MgAnLI/AAAAAAAAClo/DmLAqk3BZf0/s1600/Eat+Skinny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhRtxryb6Xg/Tovp3MgAnLI/AAAAAAAAClo/DmLAqk3BZf0/s320/Eat+Skinny.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dP2MmppWRA/Tovp5ngxwnI/AAAAAAAACls/VulWOdu44h8/s1600/happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8dP2MmppWRA/Tovp5ngxwnI/AAAAAAAACls/VulWOdu44h8/s320/happy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually just think the one above is cute and how we should all think, not so much funny... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBnybJVi8Z4/Tovp6EwgxyI/AAAAAAAAClw/bs8ec8ShSOQ/s1600/Hilarious+Quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBnybJVi8Z4/Tovp6EwgxyI/AAAAAAAAClw/bs8ec8ShSOQ/s320/Hilarious+Quote.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkNdOf3yKW8/TovqCn6XWYI/AAAAAAAACl0/6YiMyxtdB4Q/s1600/Prego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkNdOf3yKW8/TovqCn6XWYI/AAAAAAAACl0/6YiMyxtdB4Q/s320/Prego.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56Dv5y1ryUE/TovqDH38-kI/AAAAAAAACl4/Quhanot72OQ/s1600/Prego+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56Dv5y1ryUE/TovqDH38-kI/AAAAAAAACl4/Quhanot72OQ/s320/Prego+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c5Gjq2FAw-8/TovqD5OY-NI/AAAAAAAACl8/TPhRUq2oWWw/s1600/Prego+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c5Gjq2FAw-8/TovqD5OY-NI/AAAAAAAACl8/TPhRUq2oWWw/s320/Prego+3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WqqC6prf1uM/TovqK4OjpZI/AAAAAAAACmA/lQt1BLjsiZk/s1600/Utah+Jimmer+Love.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WqqC6prf1uM/TovqK4OjpZI/AAAAAAAACmA/lQt1BLjsiZk/s320/Utah+Jimmer+Love.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An old one, but it gets me every time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xN3UYX68G28/TovqQJG9huI/AAAAAAAACmE/j9SZHyaWxYM/s1600/man+none+fury.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xN3UYX68G28/TovqQJG9huI/AAAAAAAACmE/j9SZHyaWxYM/s320/man+none+fury.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, the chart above - about that... You're suppose to be able to find where your mind is really at, and I found this very humorous.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; The three words I saw first were the following: &lt;b&gt;MAN, NONE, FURY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... How classic.&amp;nbsp; I guess I am raging with anger as I have no man in my life... It's odd because I don't feel like I'm angry at all, but subconsciously I am?&amp;nbsp; Right?&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am now suppose to go calm down... with a nice Diet Coke?&amp;nbsp; Yes, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I am rally diggin' &lt;b&gt;Jessie J&lt;/b&gt;.'s new jam, &lt;b&gt;"Domino."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Hope you dig it too - Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5_BG_ZsPEmY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4562017249072381384?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4562017249072381384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4562017249072381384&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4562017249072381384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4562017249072381384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/picture-this.html' title='Picture This'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhRtxryb6Xg/Tovp3MgAnLI/AAAAAAAAClo/DmLAqk3BZf0/s72-c/Eat+Skinny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4802493477894988066</id><published>2011-10-02T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:52:42.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is a Sitcom... Or, it Will Be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Writing  is like standing on the edge of a giant cliff over a bunch of water, it  is freaky to do and really intimidating, but once you dive in it is so  much fun."&lt;/span&gt; - Chad Johnson (not the football player)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For one of my MAT classes we were given the task of &lt;b&gt;"learning something new."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The perimeter was vast, so I can basically do anything.&amp;nbsp; I thought about learning to play guitar and writing a song for the final. or finally sewing that tie-skirt... I have all the ties!&amp;nbsp; Haha... I decided on a million and one things in the two weeks I had to think about it before I needed to make a decision, but finally I made my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going to write my life into a sitcom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it.&amp;nbsp; My life would give any writer plenty of material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay... not EXACTLY my life, but select moments/incidents or aspects of my life - past, present, and hopes of the future.&amp;nbsp; I just have so many awkward and funny things happen to me and those surrounding me, and my family is a bit crazy (which is hilarious and fun)... I think it's time I share that hilarity and awkwardidity... awkwardness. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the past few weeks &lt;b&gt;I have spent time talking to friends about ideas for plot, setting, and characters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I have spoken with my friend Chad (Mr. Pro-Writer) about how to really write a sitcom and taken his advice in &lt;b&gt;reading scripts&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;studying the types of shows I want to model&lt;/b&gt; mine after.&amp;nbsp; I try to help him out then by giving him ad ideas, but I am not as creative as I thought when it's not "in the moment."&amp;nbsp; I have talked with Chad about &lt;b&gt;how to start writing&lt;/b&gt;... It's definitely harder than I thought.&amp;nbsp; I have a lot of big ideas, but don't know how to funnel them into a cohesive script... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written &lt;b&gt;character descriptions&lt;/b&gt; and now I just have to find a place for these characters to come to life.&amp;nbsp; Chad says, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You have to build the playground before you can play."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I completely love this notion.&amp;nbsp; I need to create characters that can play on and build the "playground" that is my show, then I need to build the "playground" by creating a setting and overall plot for the storyline.&amp;nbsp; Once I have that in place I should be good to really dive into the writing a script part.&amp;nbsp; So, &lt;b&gt;I have the characters for the most part &lt;/b&gt;- I need to create a strong antagonist figure to the main character -&amp;nbsp; and &lt;b&gt;I need to now create a setting&lt;/b&gt;... I have ideas.&amp;nbsp; I just need to pick one.&amp;nbsp; I think I'll ask some friends and other people from my MAT program their thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I need a location that allows room for truly funny things to happen, but where there is meaning behind the main character's life... where the plot (and the character) has more depth than merely the hilarious things that will happen to or because of her choices.&amp;nbsp; If I can figure that out, this could be good... really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say write about what you know.&amp;nbsp; I know about school, church (not going to be my setting), home life in a few different regions of the US, working in schools, doing plays in the theater... I'm just not sure.&amp;nbsp; I don't want a traditional office space, though an nontraditional space could work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Thoughts?&amp;nbsp; Anyone?&amp;nbsp; Really, I could use a lot of help in this aspect so I can really get started in making this idea come to life... &lt;/b&gt;I'm rather excited about it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I heard this song for the first time tonight and looked up the following video... I knew the voices instantly - well, one of the voices.&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Kelly Clarkson &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Jason Aldean&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"Don't You Wanna Stay."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's a fabulous new hit!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0c4ti6TKzt0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4802493477894988066?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4802493477894988066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4802493477894988066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4802493477894988066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4802493477894988066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-life-is-sitcom-or-it-will-be.html' title='My Life is a Sitcom... Or, it Will Be!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0c4ti6TKzt0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4281088176196624771</id><published>2011-09-18T19:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:18:03.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>Hanson:  Mmmboppin' Never Felt So Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love Hanson.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Ay3IeM-Ps/TnacGcT8v9I/AAAAAAAACk8/LkcGRSHkX68/s1600/P9160278+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Ay3IeM-Ps/TnacGcT8v9I/AAAAAAAACk8/LkcGRSHkX68/s400/P9160278+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love their musicality, their passion, their lyrics, their performance style, and them in general...  I love their song "Mmmbop" and the songs of "my youth," and I love their current CD, &lt;i&gt;Shout It Out&lt;/i&gt; (remember "Thinking Bout' Somthin'?" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmG0DqhfDbY&amp;amp;NR=1 ) . &lt;b&gt; In many ways, they complete my childhood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; That sounds dramatic, and perhaps it is, but I mean it all the same.  I don't mean all the posters in my middle school locker or journal entries about how I was sure I would marry Zac (below - the drummer and youngest brother), but the memories of middle and high school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;There are certain pieces of a childhood (to often mine are attached to music) that shape and create the person that you are becoming and/or have become. &lt;/b&gt; For me, Hanson is one of that pieces that fits in my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;self-defining puzzle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjeGKleY-u8/TnacPLIWmQI/AAAAAAAAClM/6TU172giWMU/s1600/P9160312+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rjeGKleY-u8/TnacPLIWmQI/AAAAAAAAClM/6TU172giWMU/s400/P9160312+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KoHLUXx-1Pk/TnacjTs2NEI/AAAAAAAAClg/TOQjqRepvXk/s1600/P9160322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KoHLUXx-1Pk/TnacjTs2NEI/AAAAAAAAClg/TOQjqRepvXk/s200/P9160322.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This past Thursday night, for the first time in my existence, I had the chance to witness the Mmmboppin' glory of Hanson live, on-stage.&lt;/b&gt;  I danced (a lot!).  I sang (a WHOLE lot!).  I smiled until it almost ached... and I screamed until my voice was a little raw.  Oh, and I totally gave in and bought my first concert T-shirt... completely adorable and worth it.&amp;nbsp; They played old-school songs, new ones, and a bunch of the in between years, and I knew EVERY SONG.&amp;nbsp; Yea... I know, I know... You're thinking, "Hanson, Linze?  Hanson...?"  If you're thinking that, it is because you have epically failed to take my advice and check out their more recent music.  Think what you will, but &lt;b&gt;until you have given their last album a chance, you have no means to voice an opinion... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gl3Nm5jL2M8/TnacbcmFPzI/AAAAAAAAClY/65M7Lb8q3go/s1600/P9160304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gl3Nm5jL2M8/TnacbcmFPzI/AAAAAAAAClY/65M7Lb8q3go/s400/P9160304.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmUpxGqIc5M/TnacYKNSpAI/AAAAAAAAClU/3qA0prftztw/s1600/P9160317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmUpxGqIc5M/TnacYKNSpAI/AAAAAAAAClU/3qA0prftztw/s400/P9160317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hlef9ngwCHg/TnacNsodFrI/AAAAAAAAClI/i5sYdrjWr9E/s1600/P9160288+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hlef9ngwCHg/TnacNsodFrI/AAAAAAAAClI/i5sYdrjWr9E/s400/P9160288+-+Copy.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1J2n0pUdYM/TnacQ2D7bOI/AAAAAAAAClQ/BQ0nwm-KQdc/s1600/P9160306+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1J2n0pUdYM/TnacQ2D7bOI/AAAAAAAAClQ/BQ0nwm-KQdc/s400/P9160306+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdG0KIVdQR4/TnacdUkIsqI/AAAAAAAAClc/oCTDEgnm5a0/s1600/P9160321+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HdG0KIVdQR4/TnacdUkIsqI/AAAAAAAAClc/oCTDEgnm5a0/s400/P9160321+-+Copy.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Musicians change and grow, and though I have always loved them and ALL their CDs for different songs or reasons, I admit that they have progressively gotten better - more mature in sound and content.&lt;/b&gt;  It's natural for all musicians.  I know what you're thinking now.  "This is really deep for Hanson."  Yes, why yes it is... and I think that's completely fantastic.  Here is a band that I have &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;literally grown-up with&lt;/span&gt;, and watched develop.&amp;nbsp; Here is a band that I am emotionally invested in, and makes me feel deeply every &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;emotion&lt;/span&gt; available to the human spirit.&amp;nbsp; Here is a band that I can connect direct &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;, times in my life, or past &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; to through a song of album... That's pretty incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw_58omejZw/TnacI5JK7MI/AAAAAAAAClA/Tvc_bw7QVX4/s1600/P9160280+-+Copy.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw_58omejZw/TnacI5JK7MI/AAAAAAAAClA/Tvc_bw7QVX4/s400/P9160280+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNq9u9uuiVw/TnacoslgfHI/AAAAAAAAClk/p2TXGpQZVQU/s1600/P9160298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNq9u9uuiVw/TnacoslgfHI/AAAAAAAAClk/p2TXGpQZVQU/s400/P9160298.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEUAz1emD-M/TnacMIcI5tI/AAAAAAAAClE/E89lfKpC1-o/s1600/P9160285+-+Copy.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEUAz1emD-M/TnacMIcI5tI/AAAAAAAAClE/E89lfKpC1-o/s400/P9160285+-+Copy.JPG" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you, again those who have not taken my amazingly brilliant advice, will think I sound crazy... but we all have a band that makes us feel this way.&amp;nbsp; Mine, is Hanson... and I'm pretty dang proud.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the pictures, the videos, and the journey through my memory.&amp;nbsp; Then, take the time to think about YOUR band, the one you are so connected to that it makes you ache with happiness when you hear one of their songs... and &lt;b&gt;relive your own memories. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I know that I am REALLY dramatic in the way I talk about things, and more so when it comes to music.&amp;nbsp; Thus, I know not everyone has a band they feel SO passionately about (which, to me, is sad...).&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I just live and learn through music... It's my favorite teacher.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I have two.&amp;nbsp; Yes, two.&amp;nbsp; I can do that, you know.&amp;nbsp; This first in an old-time&lt;b&gt; Hanson&lt;/b&gt; favorite - probably my favorite of all their songs because there are SO many memories and emotions attached to it... and cause it's a good song.&amp;nbsp; The song - &lt;b&gt;"Save Me."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Love it.&amp;nbsp; Second, I love their recent song &lt;b&gt;"Voice In the Chorus."&lt;/b&gt;  Listen to the lyrics (and cool syncopation) and tell the world to back off when they say you'll fail... Obsessed.  Only question: Why do so many songs sing about Caroline??? Haha... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Save Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dBWRCihnWFU" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Voice In the Chorus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uX-YtcZzLVY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4281088176196624771?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4281088176196624771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4281088176196624771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4281088176196624771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4281088176196624771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/09/hanson-mmmboppin-never-felt-so-good.html' title='Hanson:  Mmmboppin&apos; Never Felt So Good!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Ay3IeM-Ps/TnacGcT8v9I/AAAAAAAACk8/LkcGRSHkX68/s72-c/P9160278+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5465974857829778402</id><published>2011-09-14T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T15:42:14.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I34HDNhBmfI/TnEd57h6WBI/AAAAAAAACkw/QNhOehZVFUA/s1600/911RTRS_468x683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I34HDNhBmfI/TnEd57h6WBI/AAAAAAAACkw/QNhOehZVFUA/s320/911RTRS_468x683.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sitting in seminary before school when Kolin walked in, eating lettuce, and said &lt;b&gt;"A plane just hit one of the twin towers!"&lt;/b&gt; The teacher, Sister Cook, asked him to sit down and we'd figure it out later because it sounded like Kolin might have simply gotten the facts wrong. When we left seminary in the Shelley van, and turned on the radio, it was all anyone was talking about. We hurried to school, and it finally felt real when we got into the HS band room to &lt;b&gt;just barely see the plane hit the second tower...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a surreal moment and I will be honest in saying that I did NOT fully understand what was happening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I recall a friend in my band class had parents visiting the &lt;b&gt;Pentagon&lt;/b&gt; that morning and was overloaded with worry about them... We didn't find out until that afternoon that her parents were alright.&amp;nbsp; At the time I was living in New Mexico and we were all on lock-down at school because the missile base there isn't too many hour from where we were... &lt;b&gt;It made it personal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKs3YzPtXp0/TnEd8T6v0wI/AAAAAAAACk4/BZIJ9WZeJ8E/s1600/9-11_Statue_of_Liberty_and_WTC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKs3YzPtXp0/TnEd8T6v0wI/AAAAAAAACk4/BZIJ9WZeJ8E/s320/9-11_Statue_of_Liberty_and_WTC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember coming home and seeing the &lt;b&gt;retaliation&lt;/b&gt; beginning by order of President Bush... It felt bizarre and foreign to me - the concept of war (though it had been raging for years in so many ways...).&amp;nbsp; It will always be raging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbJl4iEU6LY/TnEd7pKSUVI/AAAAAAAACk0/SkV21-N4TDA/s1600/heroes-of-9-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbJl4iEU6LY/TnEd7pKSUVI/AAAAAAAACk0/SkV21-N4TDA/s320/heroes-of-9-11.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am grateful&lt;/b&gt; to all the people who sacrificed their time, energy, and lives on &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;September 11th, 2001&lt;/span&gt;, and the days and weeks following the event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I am grateful&lt;/b&gt; to all those who sacrifice to make our country strong, successful, and a place to call and feel at home.&amp;nbsp; At this time, I choose to remember... and we should all make the effort to remember for more than just a few special days each year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;God may bless America, but we should make the choose to bless it too through out actions... and I hope we do just that. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is an older song, but a good one!&amp;nbsp; It's by a favorite of mine, &lt;b&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/b&gt; (judge all you will, but homegirl is AMAZING!), and though it's talking about the other side of the country, it's still about loss and taking the time to remember... I just really like.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Here is her song,&lt;b&gt; "I Remember L.A."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q_pPqYw5GJI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5465974857829778402?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5465974857829778402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5465974857829778402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5465974857829778402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5465974857829778402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-remember.html' title='I Remember....'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I34HDNhBmfI/TnEd57h6WBI/AAAAAAAACkw/QNhOehZVFUA/s72-c/911RTRS_468x683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-3742598271525001111</id><published>2011-09-07T14:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:58:46.725-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>I Say My Name Before Every Song...</title><content type='html'>Dim the lights.&amp;nbsp; Cue the music.&amp;nbsp; Enter Dancers.&amp;nbsp; It's time for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;JASON DERULO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWv7hKZHhs/TmfDZ-H7CkI/AAAAAAAACkg/QhESQ17omx0/s1600/Jason+Derulo%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWv7hKZHhs/TmfDZ-H7CkI/AAAAAAAACkg/QhESQ17omx0/s400/Jason+Derulo%2521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bet that you probably just sang that in your head... right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; If you listen to Top 40 music, R&amp;amp;B, or the radio at all you've definitely heard him dropping his name before every song.&amp;nbsp; Well, let me tell you that during his live performance he only did it twice.&amp;nbsp; TWICE.&amp;nbsp; I was a little disappointed by that, Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUGCMBgrbw/TmfDY610q5I/AAAAAAAACkQ/eFH-EmfoeN0/s1600/The+crew.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUGCMBgrbw/TmfDY610q5I/AAAAAAAACkQ/eFH-EmfoeN0/s320/The+crew.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night a few friends and I got together to partake in the musical goodness that is, Jason Derulo. I have to say that I was also excited to see &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cameron Rafati&lt;/span&gt; (some of the girls I was with know him quite well) perform for the first time.&amp;nbsp; I had NO idea what to expect, and his music was definitely not like Derulo's, but he was FABULOUS!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;He has good melodies and lyrics, performed some great covers as well, and his stage presence and presentation is out of this world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I loved him - He is not on a talents musician, but also a talented performer!&amp;nbsp; He could work that crowd so smoothly... I was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PfjMH_LFJxk/TmfDZH-aq4I/AAAAAAAACkU/ojuMB4H6cAU/s1600/Damn..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUZ8tsEaPuY/TmfDaIz3MaI/AAAAAAAACkk/yScZSYDqn14/s1600/Cameron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUZ8tsEaPuY/TmfDaIz3MaI/AAAAAAAACkk/yScZSYDqn14/s400/Cameron.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before Cameron came on there was actually a band called &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Prophetic &lt;/span&gt;that performed a few songs and I LOVED them!&amp;nbsp; I have looked all over facebook and Google to find them, but with no avail... I am hoping that someone stumbles across this blog or my facebook and know where I can find their music, because I am in need of some more of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; They had this R&amp;amp;B/Hawaiian flavor,&lt;/b&gt; and the lead singer reminded me of a Hawaiian David Archuleta with more soul in his movement and style.&amp;nbsp; They were awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCClqRItmFY/TmfDZdjwLVI/AAAAAAAACkY/FbzKkfOndqo/s1600/Right+there%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCClqRItmFY/TmfDZdjwLVI/AAAAAAAACkY/FbzKkfOndqo/s400/Right+there%2521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Prophetic and Cameron Rafati, it was finally time for... Jason Derulo!&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Did I mention that I was font row?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Um, yea... Front row, to the right - the perfect spot!&amp;nbsp; During his song "It Girl," which I love, he came and stood on the speakers right in front of our group and &lt;b&gt;totally touched his hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; In actuality, he reached down and the not-star-struck girl that I am, got rather excited and GRABBED his hand - haha!&amp;nbsp; Then, I felt dumb and let go.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; You can see all of this happen in the video below... For real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be real with you, &lt;b&gt;I love Jason's music.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; He's great to jam out to in the car, you hear him play in the clubs (because his music is perfect for dancing to), and it's just fun!&amp;nbsp; I like the R&amp;amp;B/Pop/Dance movement., and hope it continues on and on.&amp;nbsp; Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_Nw2IZfxLM/TmfDZvgESpI/AAAAAAAACkc/NqN7gNnEGnY/s1600/Jason+and+his+dancers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_Nw2IZfxLM/TmfDZvgESpI/AAAAAAAACkc/NqN7gNnEGnY/s400/Jason+and+his+dancers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; His back-up dancers were AWESOME!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jason's set was RIDICULOUSLY short, but also RIDICULOUSLY awesome!&amp;nbsp; He only sang and danced (Homeboy can DANCE!) for about 40 minutes, but for a $10 concert what did you expect.&amp;nbsp; The funniest part is that &lt;b&gt;he really did sing only his singles&lt;/b&gt;... and he has a new record coming out to promote.&amp;nbsp; In fact, he sang "In My Head" twice - dance and acoustic.&amp;nbsp; You would think he would have thrown in a few non-popular pieces in there to promote, but I was grateful he did the songs that I knew.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2q0nE__cky0/TmfDafjGb9I/AAAAAAAACko/CFkan6i53j4/s1600/In+My+Head%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2q0nE__cky0/TmfDafjGb9I/AAAAAAAACko/CFkan6i53j4/s400/In+My+Head%2521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_IrM3kGjf1Q/TmfLoDfVqXI/AAAAAAAACks/H1dzxGKIC7M/s1600/Damn..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_IrM3kGjf1Q/TmfLoDfVqXI/AAAAAAAACks/H1dzxGKIC7M/s400/Damn..jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look above and BEHOLD... &lt;b&gt;That is a way good-looking piece of man.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I don't expect me to ever date anyone with abs quite like that, but I wouldn't complain if I did... nope.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't complain at all.&amp;nbsp; Anyone?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Jason is an amazing dancer (did dance breaks to "Sexy Back" and "Carry Out," which was AMAZING) and singer, who gave a FABULOUS concert, and is beautiful to look upon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral of the story:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; You should prbably go see him in concert if you get the chance... espcially if it's only $10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; As promised you can see my epic hand-grab in the video below.&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Jason Derulo&lt;/b&gt; singing his new single "&lt;b&gt;It Girl"&lt;/b&gt; at the concert last Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Be warned, if you are easily offended, he does drop the "S" bomb up in there.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUGCMBgrbw/TmfDY610q5I/AAAAAAAACkQ/eFH-EmfoeN0/s1600/The+crew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ncItZ_5J1hI" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4oGUHRXT-wA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-3742598271525001111?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/3742598271525001111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=3742598271525001111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3742598271525001111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3742598271525001111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-say-my-name-before-every-song.html' title='I Say My Name Before Every Song...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWv7hKZHhs/TmfDZ-H7CkI/AAAAAAAACkg/QhESQ17omx0/s72-c/Jason+Derulo%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-3555548538218984312</id><published>2011-09-05T22:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:55:06.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><title type='text'>Dear Labor Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dear Labor Day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're a holiday, and should be treated accordingly... but I couldn't help myself.&amp;nbsp; I used you to my full advantage, and I don't even feel bad about it.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I should have just relaxed and gone with the flow, but it just wasn't working for me.&amp;nbsp; If I had done so, I fear we would have gone nowhere... Instead, I submitted myself to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;b&gt;I finished my Structures paper&lt;/b&gt; (Due Friday), so I don't have to work on it all week.&amp;nbsp; I must admit, it was more important to me than merely relaxing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I successfully &lt;b&gt;completed my Reference sheet and all the APA citations &lt;/b&gt;within the paper.&amp;nbsp; Once I begin to express myself through the written word, I might as well finish... right?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;b&gt;I vacuumed and cleaned my room&lt;/b&gt;... I am over all the baggage left behind after a lazy day, and days with you usually make me feel that way.&amp;nbsp; Just being honest. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;b&gt;I uploaded all the pictures from the rest of this summe&lt;/b&gt;r onto facebook and none of them involved you... What does that mean about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You confuse me - you and your title... it's kind of a contradiction.&amp;nbsp; At least we had the &lt;b&gt;BBQ with my family&lt;/b&gt; tonight.&amp;nbsp; My mother even made my &lt;b&gt;grandmother's amazing blueberry pie&lt;/b&gt; for everyone.&amp;nbsp; Remember &lt;b&gt;sitting with my mom on the deck and just talking&lt;/b&gt; about the past memories and future hopes?&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry you will not be apart of those.&amp;nbsp; Remember &lt;b&gt;watching the Bachelor Pad&lt;/b&gt; with me and hating on Kasey and Vienna just as much as I do?&amp;nbsp; I mean, really... how do the others on that show NOT see how fake and manipulative they are, giving them WAY too much power (any power for them is too much!)!&amp;nbsp; It crazy... but I'm getting ahead of myself.&amp;nbsp; I need to take this time to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Labor Day, it's over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; You've been good to me, but I think our time has  lapsed.&amp;nbsp; I hate to say it... It truly does pain me, but I think it's  time to let go and to look to another day.&amp;nbsp; If we cross paths again, say  in a year or so, I promise to be kind and let things merely be what  they are... good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I am in LOVE with this song!&amp;nbsp; My friends Chad and Emily introduced me to &lt;b&gt;Olly Murs &lt;/b&gt;one evening early this year and I am completely grateful - he's pretty awesome.&amp;nbsp; Here is his song,&lt;b&gt; "Heart Skips A Beat"&lt;/b&gt; (not the Lenka song!).&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/26478627?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/26478627"&gt;Olly Murs feat. Rizzle Kicks - Heart Skips a Beat (HD)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user7272454"&gt;mike roda&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-3555548538218984312?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/3555548538218984312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=3555548538218984312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3555548538218984312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3555548538218984312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/09/dear-labor-day.html' title='Dear Labor Day...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-7908472696219474739</id><published>2011-08-28T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:15:00.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Westminster... I Love Grad School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The only way to predict the future is to create it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Decisions Determine Destiny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made some recent decisions that are shaping my future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I finally had the opportunity to start my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Graduate Program&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Westminster&lt;/span&gt;!  I have to be honest, I was beyond excited... I mean, I was counting down the hours on Monday until orientation!  Haha... I have been out of school for over three years now, and I was ready to get back.  Plus, I am excited to have my teaching license and to have another student experience.  I can already tell how different this time around is going to be, and I'm all the more stoked because of these differences.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I am older and &lt;b&gt;more focused &lt;/b&gt;on schooling.  I have a strong desire to be there for the educational side of things, and I get to focused even more intently on my area of interest - &lt;b&gt;no more GEs!  &lt;/b&gt;Haha... I have to say that already &lt;b&gt;I am really enjoying my classes, teachers, and individuals in my cohort.&lt;/b&gt;  The first day of classes our starting teacher took an hour and a half (we have three hour classes mostly) to get us acquainted with one another, and by the end of the day I could name every person in the class and a fact about them.  By day two (the third class together), I felt like I have literal friends in the class and was completely comfortable voicing my opinion and interacting with everyone.  It's fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving it so much that I must admit, I stayed home for most of Friday night to do the reading I had for this next week.  Haha!  I know - lame!  However, &lt;b&gt;the subjects genuinely interest me and I like the homework&lt;/b&gt; - haha!  Plus, I really want to do well in my Grad Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, &lt;b&gt;I have a rather large goal&lt;/b&gt; in the back of mind for these next three semesters... I am hesitant to admit it, because it may not happen.  Nevertheless, I am going to state my goal NOW.  My mother was the valedictorian for her Graduate Program's graduating class.  &lt;b&gt;I want to be the valedictorian for my class.  &lt;/b&gt;I might not give a speech or anything, but I want to carry on the tradition... and to start it off right, I turned in my first paper the first day of class and was terrified to get my grade back.  I got it back on Friday, and &lt;b&gt;I got a 100% my first paper!!!&lt;/b&gt; A lot of people were telling me they were turning a re-write in next week and I was excited I didn't have to, and could just get started on my next paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Westminster, get ready... &lt;/b&gt;Linze's here and she's ready to tackle and destroy (in a positive way) your MAT program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;I discovered &lt;b&gt;Ben Rector&lt;/b&gt; because a free CD sampler from NoiseTrade, and fell in love with the entire CD!&amp;nbsp; He has a unique tone to his voice and his songs are great.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;He reminds me of Jon McLaughlin, whom I adore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; He's fabulous and so is his song &lt;b&gt;"When A Heart Breaks."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I don't necessarily think his lyrics, "...you don't need Jesus till you're here," are accurate, but I relate to the feeling and thus, love it.&amp;nbsp; Also, check out his song, &lt;b&gt;"Moving Backwards," &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;download his album for FREE here: http://noisetrade.com/benrector &lt;/b&gt;- DO IT.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oHCrFA2X26I" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-7908472696219474739?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/7908472696219474739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=7908472696219474739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7908472696219474739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7908472696219474739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-westminster-i-love-grad-school.html' title='Dear Westminster... I Love Grad School.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oHCrFA2X26I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1699017813067935333</id><published>2011-08-26T23:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T12:44:46.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>I'm Up to the Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I promise you that if each of you will observe this simple program, regardless of how many times you previously may have read the Book of Mormon, there will come into your lives and into your homes an added measure of the Spirit of the Lord, a strengthened resolution to walk in obedience to His commandments, and a stronger testimony of the living reality of the Son of God." - President Gordon B. Hinckely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This past Sunday, &lt;b&gt;Elder Tate&lt;/b&gt; (an area seventy for the LDS church) came to our stake center to give a fireside about the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Book of Mormon&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He issued us&lt;b&gt; a challenge to read the entire Book of Mormon before Christmas&lt;/b&gt;, and to read it with a purpose.&amp;nbsp; He encouraged us to pick a topic, such as faith or prayer, and read the BoM with the intention of further our knowledge and testimony of this particular area.&amp;nbsp; I chose the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;atonement&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I want to better understand my relationship with my Savior and grow in a deeper understanding of how the atonement works for me.&amp;nbsp; I know that the atonement is all-encompassing, but sometimes we lose sight of how much in our it truly covers - not only our sins, but our trials, our weaknesses, our internal and physical pains, our fears or insecurities, our heartache or worry, and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; It is such a powerful gift&lt;/b&gt;, and I am still striving to grasp the entirety of all it has to offer me, and how to best utilize those gifts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A few other things that Elder Tate suggested, that sill help enhance the experience for us, are to &lt;b&gt;make a playlist that we can listen to of inspiring and uplifting music&lt;/b&gt;, and to &lt;b&gt;have a daily devotional with ourselves - aka: meditation and pondering&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I already have a "Sunday Songs" playlist on ITunes, but I'm making one now that narrows down the religious and spiritual songs I have (as well as, piano or orchestral music) to my favorites.&amp;nbsp; I have chosen a few songs from EFY albums,&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;I Can Only Imagine&lt;/i&gt; albums, songs from &lt;i&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/i&gt;, MoTab songs... It's more narrow though.&amp;nbsp; As for the daily devotionals, this is an area I will really need to make an effort to create time for, because I struggle with simply sitting quietly and not "doing."&amp;nbsp; He did talk about making that daily devotional time also about prayer.&amp;nbsp; I liked how he asked us to pray to our Heavenly Father and say, "Help me understand your son."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On of my friends put it best when he wrote,&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The leaders of the Church promise that if you do this challenge, the Lord will teach you where to go, what to say, what to do."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I know that this is true - I feel the difference in myself and in His guiding powers when I am reading and studying the scriptures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;President Monson stated,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"You will be the first generation to rescue your own generation."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The first step to that is rescuing ourselves, and I truly believe that we can do that through reading and studying the Book of Mormon daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;THIS is the time to reconnect with your Savior.&amp;nbsp; If you read, He will listen.&amp;nbsp; If you ponder, He will teach.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;THIS to discover who you really are, while determining who you will become.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Who else will take the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Fall 2011, Book of Mormon Challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;*muah* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This song is SO beautiful and amazing, as is this artist!&amp;nbsp; I just discovered him, thanks to &lt;i&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/i&gt; and NoiseTrade's free music updates.&amp;nbsp; If you aren't getting all that free music they give out, you should sign up... for real. Here is Trent Dabbs with "Inside These Lines."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DlZFTGDizfI" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1699017813067935333?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1699017813067935333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1699017813067935333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1699017813067935333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1699017813067935333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-up-to-challenge.html' title='I&apos;m Up to the Challenge!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DlZFTGDizfI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-196813020544875030</id><published>2011-08-12T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:44:09.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Linze &amp; Kate - Our Web-Show: "In His Eyes!"</title><content type='html'>We're back!  Yep - The&lt;b&gt; Linze &amp;amp; Kate Webshow&lt;/b&gt; has returned with a song  from the musical&lt;b&gt; Jekyll &amp;amp; Hyde &lt;/b&gt;called&lt;b&gt;, "In His Eyes."&lt;/b&gt;  We're pretty  stoked about it, cause we love musicals and theater.... Forgive our  cheesy expressions (and how the background gets more yellow throughout  the video?), but it's musical theater... in a bathroom - com'on!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/44KTHsC5QSc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  We're callin' you out Jason Derulo.... we're callin' you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-196813020544875030?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/196813020544875030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=196813020544875030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/196813020544875030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/196813020544875030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/08/linze-kate-our-web-show-in-his-eyes.html' title='Linze &amp; Kate - Our Web-Show: &quot;In His Eyes!&quot;'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/44KTHsC5QSc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-9129860387137283489</id><published>2011-08-09T15:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:40:54.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to LAUGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love to dance and sing, to smile and talk... and I love to laugh.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love making other people laugh and watching their smiles form... It's not a matter of "I'm funny!&amp;nbsp; I'm funny!," but of bringing someone else a moment of joy.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy it when others make me laugh all the same.&amp;nbsp; My sister-in-law is six months pregnant, and the other day she said, "My little girl can grow-up to be anything and be good at anything.&amp;nbsp; She can be musical, or into sports, or whatever... I just hope she's funny."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Really, I kinda hope so too, but mostly I hope she simply knows how to let herself laugh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;To be able to laugh at yourself or just calm yourself through laughter is a gift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm glad that I was given that simple gift that has gotten me through tough times, created stronger friendships, and formed the person that I am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How's your hernia?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Good.&amp;nbsp; It's actually a herniated disc."&lt;/i&gt; - Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea, I know... but I like to call it a hernia."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We laughed our abs off!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze... Originally, I wasn't trying to be "punny."&amp;nbsp; We really were laughing so hard our abs hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I almost hit that cat!&amp;nbsp; I almost hit him... and it was black!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're not even a note in the book!"&lt;/b&gt; - Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We've been on a one-on-one"&lt;/i&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"15 minutes."&lt;/i&gt; - Kate&lt;br /&gt;Our waiters eyes get really big and he almost drops Kate's water because he's feeling so awkward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He gave me a ride home."&lt;/i&gt; - Kate explaining to the waiter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But have you seen Titanic."&lt;/i&gt; - Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's Hot."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"W just have to be appropriate." &lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Like in clothes?" &lt;/i&gt;- Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Now, I will look at these pictures aimlessly for five minutes."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer during out Bachelorette reenactment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't need a hallmark card.&amp;nbsp; I need a friends."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (This was a serious comment, that ended up being rather humorous...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wait!&amp;nbsp; You left me with a 'dot, dot, dot!'"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer, again during the Bachelorette reenactment... Think: Bentley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to also put a plug in there for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Miranda Hart&lt;/span&gt;... She is a &lt;b&gt;British comedian&lt;/b&gt; that I have recently become quite enthralled with... She's hilarious.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;She has her own show (&lt;i&gt;Miranda&lt;/i&gt;) on BBC&lt;/b&gt;, but I have to search episodes out online - which is getting rather frustrating.&amp;nbsp; I merely want to watch season 2!&amp;nbsp; Is that a crime?&amp;nbsp; According to BBC regulations, it just might be.&amp;nbsp; I could write down a plethora of things she says in each show and&amp;nbsp; it wouldn't hold a candle to how funny she really is... Seriously, look her up.&amp;nbsp; If you like comedy shows (&lt;i&gt;The Office, Modern Family, How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt;, etc.), you'll love her!&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Well,  I think running is wrong unless professionally or as a child.  I think  as an adult you should only run if you're near a train station and look  at your watch first.  I mean... galloping is more fun isn't it?  That's  something I'd like to see more of..." - Miranda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/U8XAOPO38b5c7b3d5df4edff0be6fe92319e6cba"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/U8XAOPO38b5c7b3d5df4edff0be6fe92319e6cba" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; For my more sensitive readers, the episode above drops the "S" Bomb once... It's near the end of the episode, so at LEAST watch the first half... SO classic! (Click on the red play and then it will turn green - click again and you're set!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am in love with this song, so you should love it too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; "Every choice we're makin', every road we take, every interaction starts a chain reaction. We're both affected when we least expected it..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; Nothing is pure accident. Here is &lt;b&gt;"Touch," by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EOa4axPVHEc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-9129860387137283489?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/9129860387137283489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=9129860387137283489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/9129860387137283489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/9129860387137283489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-to-laugh.html' title='I love to LAUGH!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EOa4axPVHEc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6442875095224035623</id><published>2011-07-28T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:14:44.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friends and Good Odds!</title><content type='html'>Last week I had the chance to play catch-up with one of my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt; from my High School in New Mexico.&amp;nbsp; She was in the area visiting and made time to spend a few hours visiting.&amp;nbsp; It was fantastic!&amp;nbsp; It's one of those relationships that has had ups and downs, almost quit at times, yet stuck it out, and has always been there in the end.&amp;nbsp; We've seen each side of each other from the ages of 13 and up, and still like each other - That's sayin' somethin'!&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was fun to see a bit of where we've been this past year as we haven't talked much.&amp;nbsp; I really appreciate who she is and I know it's reciprocated.&amp;nbsp; The thing I enjoy most about our friendship?&amp;nbsp; There's no need to explain anything to each other, or reveal big background stories because we've known each other for so long.&amp;nbsp; There's no judgment passed or expectations - we just are what we are, and we're each fine with what the other has to offer and become.&amp;nbsp; We can go forever without speaking and then when we hang out, it's still natural.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy that a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have many friends and acquaintances, but there are few that I can truly say I feel completely confident in them to not pass judgment or expect something from me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;It's nice when one of these type of friends comes into your life.&amp;nbsp; I value them so highly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I'm going to try and be that kind of friend to more people... :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, she now lives in a rather small area in Arizona.&amp;nbsp; She is thinking about different options for the upcoming years because of her job situation and living conditions.&amp;nbsp; One part of that is the people there... Not only in relations to dating potentials, but also with friends, her grandmother put it as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The odds are good, but the goods are odd."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I died laughing... I thought about how there are so many times that this statement has played in my life - especially being in a church single's ward.&amp;nbsp; I know that being here in Utah I'm suppose to have a higher chance at finding eternal bliss, and perhaps I will.&amp;nbsp; I have met some amazing men here... However, &lt;b&gt;sometimes I think the odds, as good as they are, really &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; a bit odd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Then again, so am I!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Because I know SOMEONE will comment on it, I know that eternal bliss is much more than finding a man and getting married.&amp;nbsp; I was merely making an attempt at humor.&amp;nbsp; Did it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I can not stop jamming to this song while I drive to work, work-out, and get ready in the morning.&amp;nbsp; It's a bit scandalous, I know... Still!&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;"Moves Like Jagger" &lt;/b&gt;by &lt;b&gt;Maroon 5 (Feat. Christina Aguilera)&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hNvXS5i7E-E" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6442875095224035623?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6442875095224035623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6442875095224035623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6442875095224035623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6442875095224035623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-friends-and-good-odds.html' title='Good Friends and Good Odds!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hNvXS5i7E-E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8157096321949131268</id><published>2011-07-25T23:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:33:21.379-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>July 2011:  A Month in Pictures</title><content type='html'>This past few weeks I have done some pretty awesome things with some friends... I think I'll share just a few with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aN15QPRMiQU/Ti5ZAQFvZlI/AAAAAAAACjE/UexFpfmKg0g/s1600/P7170073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aN15QPRMiQU/Ti5ZAQFvZlI/AAAAAAAACjE/UexFpfmKg0g/s400/P7170073.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a pudding slip-n-slide night, but it turned into an all-out pudding fight night!&amp;nbsp; It was pretty epic!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMZyt1WVbwE/Ti5ZHvK4xlI/AAAAAAAACjI/mZAKbwm1lfo/s1600/P7170074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMZyt1WVbwE/Ti5ZHvK4xlI/AAAAAAAACjI/mZAKbwm1lfo/s400/P7170074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENuX55aCLaE/Ti5ZOfJASdI/AAAAAAAACjM/noAoSclP8Lk/s1600/P7170075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENuX55aCLaE/Ti5ZOfJASdI/AAAAAAAACjM/noAoSclP8Lk/s400/P7170075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nqfasjdBWo/Ti5ZVB4oDTI/AAAAAAAACjQ/vXzgk85w-b0/s1600/P7170079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nqfasjdBWo/Ti5ZVB4oDTI/AAAAAAAACjQ/vXzgk85w-b0/s400/P7170079.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above:&amp;nbsp; Our pudding crew making a classic pyramid! Below: Nicole sandwich!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QpJuqjyczSw/Ti5Zbab35BI/AAAAAAAACjU/duZ8OAZ4AL4/s1600/P7170080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QpJuqjyczSw/Ti5Zbab35BI/AAAAAAAACjU/duZ8OAZ4AL4/s400/P7170080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGNKoO_Ys38/Ti5ZhUzoG4I/AAAAAAAACjY/A3_DT6cett8/s1600/P7150056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGNKoO_Ys38/Ti5ZhUzoG4I/AAAAAAAACjY/A3_DT6cett8/s400/P7150056.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the 15th of July I was sitting in a theater at midnight with a ton of other Harry Potter fans watching the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 - The ending to an era!&amp;nbsp; It was AMAZING!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUrrYaPsM08/Ti5Zn9VjcSI/AAAAAAAACjc/wD-qDKLvasY/s1600/P7150058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AUrrYaPsM08/Ti5Zn9VjcSI/AAAAAAAACjc/wD-qDKLvasY/s400/P7150058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ5a5B7J2g8/Ti5ZuZQqtaI/AAAAAAAACjg/2QlH41WqcKM/s1600/P7100018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ5a5B7J2g8/Ti5ZuZQqtaI/AAAAAAAACjg/2QlH41WqcKM/s400/P7100018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fbmjvqhv-bc/Ti5Z1HkOroI/AAAAAAAACjk/fulsjqVIgt0/s1600/P7100021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fbmjvqhv-bc/Ti5Z1HkOroI/AAAAAAAACjk/fulsjqVIgt0/s400/P7100021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above: The Draper rodeo!&amp;nbsp; Candace and I went - it was awesome... Below: Amber and I met a bunch of friends in our ward to head to the SLC Rodeo! I'm not really a rodeo person, but I went to two this summer, so that says something...?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fm0rYz8H2xw/Ti5Z8hOD9cI/AAAAAAAACjo/zFDffI0vcWM/s1600/P7200090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fm0rYz8H2xw/Ti5Z8hOD9cI/AAAAAAAACjo/zFDffI0vcWM/s400/P7200090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cHwjXccOAx8/Ti5aEVS2qJI/AAAAAAAACjs/Lpg63yj0klQ/s1600/P7150048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cHwjXccOAx8/Ti5aEVS2qJI/AAAAAAAACjs/Lpg63yj0klQ/s400/P7150048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kay and I went to the first night of SLC Twilight Concert Series to see Explosions in the Sky!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3tPAlJUjh2c/Ti5aHoHMSeI/AAAAAAAACjw/5HEZTbO77ug/s1600/P7150052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3tPAlJUjh2c/Ti5aHoHMSeI/AAAAAAAACjw/5HEZTbO77ug/s400/P7150052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlaGJXTc6EI/Ti5aK-4YO8I/AAAAAAAACj0/hdoYo7yAj4M/s1600/P7010241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlaGJXTc6EI/Ti5aK-4YO8I/AAAAAAAACj0/hdoYo7yAj4M/s400/P7010241.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam is kinda in love with mini-golfing, having the pass of all passes, and had me come along while I was staying down there with her this last month.&amp;nbsp; Loved it! I even got three hole-in-ones... but also three scratches.&amp;nbsp; Yikes! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxM3O-nzubo/Ti5aOMzLaLI/AAAAAAAACj4/2_N6sR-8inE/s1600/P7010240+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxM3O-nzubo/Ti5aOMzLaLI/AAAAAAAACj4/2_N6sR-8inE/s400/P7010240+-+Copy.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;This is a good jam - just becoming popular, and rightly so... Here is &lt;b&gt;Gym Class Heroes (Feat. Adam Levine)&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"Stereo Hearts."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Check the lyrics - my favorite part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I only pray you'll never leave me behind, because good music can be so hard to find."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love it.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="272" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EXRtF0bepNs" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8157096321949131268?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8157096321949131268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8157096321949131268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8157096321949131268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8157096321949131268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-2011-month-in-pictures.html' title='July 2011:  A Month in Pictures'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aN15QPRMiQU/Ti5ZAQFvZlI/AAAAAAAACjE/UexFpfmKg0g/s72-c/P7170073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-839647930330082055</id><published>2011-07-21T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:37:19.325-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><title type='text'>Break Me Down To Build Me Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;a href="http://tyler-kate.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kate&lt;/a&gt; used this quote often in college, but I never fully understood it until recently.  I have come to recognize the beauty of this idea, and simultaneously, it's stupidity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you put up your own walls and barricades?  Why make it harder for people to get close to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a million and one answers to these questions... Fear comes readily to mind, as does the desire to be sought after.  I'm not just talking about in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, but also in any relationship.  You want your friends to want make effort and reach out.  You want your family to do the same.  You most definitely desire for those you date to do seek after you and your well-being.  &lt;b&gt;You want the people around you to care enough to ask questions, and take real, genuine notice of how you're doing or feeling.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I have fabulous friends. &lt;b&gt; I really do have friends that care about me, and love me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes I think I still put up walls.  &lt;b&gt;There are times when I don't really want to shut people out, but I want to see who cares enough to not only look at me or talk to me, but to really SEE me.&lt;/b&gt;  I didn't realize that I did it until this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it, but while I feel filled with absurdity over this somewhat-trivial tactic, I also feel validated.  It is completely unintentional, but it happens... and I think we all do it at certain points in our life or relationships.&amp;nbsp; It's hard because I think it's a lame notion, and yet completely comprehend the reasoning behind the idea... &lt;b&gt;We want someone to SEE us - not just see us.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; In a world where instant gratification and rapid amounts of change are upon us in each wake of life, we lose a sense of self-importance and worth.&amp;nbsp; It's humbling, and yet startling... You need friends and family there to care enough to lift you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I really noticed how deeply I need people in my life - I need love from those surrounding me - to function fully.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;For all of you have been there for me at any point in my life, Thank You.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thank for you caring enough to see past the outer shell, and take the time to notice me, truly SEE me, and to genuinely care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for giving the time and energy I have forced from you in order to break-down my walls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;This song has nothing to do with breaking walls, but could perhaps draw analogies to not putting up so many walls...?&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I think it's just fun to work out to, so that's that.&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;NKOTBSB &lt;/b&gt;(New Kids On The Block &amp;amp; Backstreet Boys) with &lt;b&gt;"Don't Turn Off the Lights,"&lt;/b&gt; with the&lt;i&gt; Dancing With the Stars &lt;/i&gt;cast from this past season dancing to the song.&amp;nbsp; Only qualm - Nick just isn't that great live on this... Boo.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N2ATgqhRL1Q" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-839647930330082055?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/839647930330082055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=839647930330082055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/839647930330082055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/839647930330082055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/break-me-down-to-build-me-up.html' title='Break Me Down To Build Me Up'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N2ATgqhRL1Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6506815513517652532</id><published>2011-07-19T01:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T01:41:10.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile Since I've Heard a Good Quote...</title><content type='html'>I'm just going to get to the point of this entry, so here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm done with the church."&lt;/b&gt; - Amber (Spencer had to go back to the church after our ward "Munch N' Mingle" for meetings and asked if anyone wanted to go back with him.&amp;nbsp; We were all ready for naps and Amber's comment was too funny not to take differently...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching Harry Potter 7: Part I and the part where Harry, Ron, and Hermione get to Grimwald Place and see the fake Dumbledore apparition created to scare intruders came on.&amp;nbsp; After the part played, Hermione says there are traps set to scare Snape if he comes snooping.&amp;nbsp; Ammon, the brother of the little girl I nanny, turned to me and said, completely sincere, &lt;i&gt;"Is Snape really scared of dust or something?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I've got boobs!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze... I was talking about a problem with fitting into certain kinds of clothing, but it was one of those "everything-got-quiet-randomly" moments.&amp;nbsp; Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; As much as I love them, it can be annoying when a shirt of dress doesn't fit solely because they're too big - blech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can you just hold my pocket open?"&lt;/i&gt; - Matt (Hahahahaha...&amp;nbsp; Pudding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't usually shower with girls." &lt;/b&gt;- Matt (Sidenote: We had a giant pudding fight and couldn't get in a car that dirty, so we showered at Jasmine's all together...and we all had clothes on, in case you thought otherwise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You lick me and then I'll lick you!"&lt;/i&gt; - Nicole... Again, with the pudding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't understand these."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze with a look of utter confusion after eating the new "airy" Hershey's kisses - What?&amp;nbsp; They're weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Black people come to rodeos?!"&lt;/i&gt; - Random guy at the rodeo to his black friend - quite hilarious really cause we weren't sure how to respond till we saw they were friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I just want the pigs to DIE!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze... Guess what game I was playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick looked pretty awkward trying to get the giant beach balls put away, having to run in front of the stage and it led to a very awkward conversation.&amp;nbsp; The gist?&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; "It's cause I wasn't there."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (You had to be there to get how funny this was...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Anyone got eyes on Danniey?" &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I've got eyes on you." &lt;/b&gt;- Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Faith over fear, people.&amp;nbsp; Faith over fear." &lt;/i&gt;- Stephen Jones&amp;nbsp; (This couple at SoF said they had been dating for three years and he asked why they weren't engaged, to which the boy fell silent and Stephen gave his take!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are suppose to support me in this relationship!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll support you tonight, girl."&lt;/b&gt; - Nick... meaning the show, SoF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's because he's dsylexic."&lt;/i&gt; - Mckell &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That has nothing to do with being able to walk!" &lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"She's a really fun person outside of sacrament meeting!" &lt;/b&gt;- I don't recall, but it was so hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want you to picture that when you go to bed tonight."&lt;/i&gt; - Nick &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm sitting on something hard...Oh my gosh!&amp;nbsp; It's your computer!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I could write my thesis in 'Zorro' writing... That would be epic." &lt;/i&gt;- Linze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Please, just slap it!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer, trying to get us to hit his bug  bites.... He also tried to get me to touch his "man-thighs" because I  hate them... Most awkward moment ever - or at least this week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm a princess... and princesses EAT!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm a princess.&amp;nbsp; Mama, you're the queen, Daddy is the prince, and Linze... You're a witch."&lt;/b&gt; - Eliza... It was fairly classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; My friend Nicole showed me this song the other day and I love it - it's way motivational!&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Fabolous&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"It's My Time."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EHHPW0jpzKo" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6506815513517652532?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6506815513517652532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6506815513517652532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6506815513517652532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6506815513517652532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-awhile-since-ive-heard-good.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile Since I&apos;ve Heard a Good Quote...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EHHPW0jpzKo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8239318105996278562</id><published>2011-07-08T23:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T01:07:25.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tactics Fashion New Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Annonymus&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Someone  told me God said it... Where is that in the Bible?&amp;nbsp; Oh, right next to  "I never said it would be easy, I only said it would be worth it."&amp;nbsp; FYI -  God never said that.&amp;nbsp; Jesus never said that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;However, they both said  things with similar sentiment... Here comes more religious folklore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now, all joking aside, I really love this quote above.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I think  oft times we maintain "trying harder" as a good option to obtain what we  desire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; There's another quote I enjoy, &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The definition of stupidity is  doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In  theater class, I loved learning and teaching about &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TACTICS&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; As an  actor or an actress we know that we have objectives for our character,  and have to think of a way to gain access to successfully achieving that  objective.&amp;nbsp; However, when one tactic doesn't work, you have to be  willing to switch it up.&amp;nbsp; For example, if I want twenty dollars from my  friend I might walk in and ask him if I can borrow it from him.&amp;nbsp;  However, if he says no, I might try something different... I might beg  him, bribe him, blackmail him, or seduce him.&amp;nbsp; I might even cry (low, I  know).&amp;nbsp; I just know that I want that twenty bucks, and I need to get it  at all possible costs.&amp;nbsp; So, I do whatever it takes to get it from him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I wish I applied this more to life... I think sometimes we get  stuck in a rut in our jobs, relationships, school, etc. because of the  monotony of it all.&amp;nbsp; We do the same thing over and over again until it  exceeds being comfortable and easy, and grows to become boring.&amp;nbsp; On the  same note, we may have big dreams and try to get to where we wanna go by  doing the same things over and over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Obviously we haven't gotten  to where we wanna go yet, so maybe it's time to change paths, or modes  of transportation... Try something new, and a new result will ensue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's  science, really... It's a hypothesis and an experiment.&amp;nbsp; Though I hate  science, this time it has a good point... and makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a story about &lt;b&gt;Thomas Edison&lt;/b&gt;, the inventor of the light bulb, and him allegedly saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have not failed 1,000 times.&amp;nbsp; I have discovered 1,000 ways not to make a light bulb."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistically, I'm not sure if the quote is 100% accurate.&amp;nbsp; Nevertheless, I've thought of this quote often.&amp;nbsp; Edison did not try the SAME thing over again... He changed things slightly until his idea came to fruition. &amp;nbsp; Do we do the same when in the process of creation... or &lt;b&gt;do we stick to what's comfortable and safe?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guilty.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to say that I'm brave, and sometimes I am... but I have wimped out of plenty of things in my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I have missed opportunities because I was scared to fail or to be made uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; For a girl who states that she rarely gets embarrassed or feels awkward (though I am VERY awkward at times), I wish that I would take more chances in relationships that might make me feel just that way, but could coincidingly pay off.&amp;nbsp; I wish that I would try for more things in theater, music, and events, suppressing the thoughts that I might miserably fail, because I might also succeed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wishes are empty dreams... until you do something.&amp;nbsp; Action is required to make things happen.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I intend to be more active in achieving the things that I want out of life.&amp;nbsp; If it creates moments of failure, I'll look at is as an opportunity to learn and try something new the following time.&amp;nbsp; If it creates moments of discomfort, those too will pass... Awkwardness can only last so long.&amp;nbsp; Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, color outside the lines.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Break a personal barrier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;o beyond your comfort zone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push yourself to do one "hard thing" this week that has the potential to bring you closer to something you want to achieve.&amp;nbsp; If it doesn't work... &lt;b&gt;change your tactic, change your game, and concurrently change your life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know, what will YOUR "hard thing" be this week? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I recognize that sometimes it's a matter of trying the same thing again to make something work... but think about it this way.&amp;nbsp; When your goal is to hit a bulls-eye with an arrow, you don't shoot &lt;b&gt;exactly&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;the same the second time in order to hit the mark... &lt;b&gt;You change the trajectory slightly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; In the words of Elder Uchtdorf, it's "a matter of a few degrees."&amp;nbsp; He talks about the negative effects of a bad decision in his talk, but what I'm drawing discussion over is that the unknown isn't always bad - just scary.&amp;nbsp; Use the spirit to guide you even in the simplest things and you'll know if the course is off-target... &lt;b&gt;Trying new things is a part of life, because we don't always KNOW the path, and must trust ourselves to take chances and make mistakes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I have recently RE-discovered this band... and they are just as great now as they were in the past.&amp;nbsp; I have a soft spot for pop/dance/clubbing British bands of the 1990s, and that love will always be present.&amp;nbsp; Thus, here is &lt;b&gt;Steps&lt;/b&gt; with&lt;b&gt; "One For Sorrow,"&lt;/b&gt; one of their MANY great jams!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; In relation to my entry above, maybe if they had taken some different kinds of chances, they wouldn't be in "love sorrow central."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Haha... My favorite part of the video is the peace sign across the eyes... HAHA!&amp;nbsp; They're perfect party music... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/alYQx0z3sHE" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8239318105996278562?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8239318105996278562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8239318105996278562&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8239318105996278562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8239318105996278562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-tactics-fashion-new-results.html' title='New Tactics Fashion New Results'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/alYQx0z3sHE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8472057715197364458</id><published>2011-07-08T00:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T00:46:53.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Works Wednesdays!</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago the local &lt;b&gt;kickball&lt;/b&gt; team (The name of the team?&amp;nbsp; Kick Balls.&amp;nbsp; I know - awesome, right?) invited me to come fill in for a girl who couldn't be there on the evening of a game.&amp;nbsp; I'm proud to say that I rocked it - got a run and helped others get some runs... It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, a group of us went over to our friend's (Karin &amp;amp; Michelle) house to go &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and chill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;It was something in that entire night that had me feeling as though summer had finally hit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I think I ate strawberries and watermelon that day too... and those things also solidify summer to me.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Oh, the lists that I could make regarding things that mean &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;summer&lt;/span&gt; to me (hot coals, fireworks, BBQs, swimming pools, fresh summer fruit, ice cream, late night walks, sports in the park... etc.), and we all know how I love lists!&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; I really do LOVE making lists.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;No idea why, but a good list makes me happy!&amp;nbsp; Haha...&amp;nbsp; I'm odd - not ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that evening we got a bit crazy with my beloved &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;underwater camera&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; It was one of the best buys I ever made... &lt;b&gt;A little bit of extra money got me the underwater feature and a million and one fun photos &amp;amp; memories.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9Q7zWUFyH0/Thacj5LFZZI/AAAAAAAACiI/rPHl3T05ILg/s1600/P6230117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9Q7zWUFyH0/Thacj5LFZZI/AAAAAAAACiI/rPHl3T05ILg/s400/P6230117.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fRPA96AdRM/ThactREeV6I/AAAAAAAACiQ/_g6ccNQVU5U/s1600/P6230125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_fRPA96AdRM/ThactREeV6I/AAAAAAAACiQ/_g6ccNQVU5U/s400/P6230125.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ2nmKjsGZY/Thac04hTwqI/AAAAAAAACiY/uKusbCPhXNY/s400/P6230146.JPG" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9Mt5I-HnwU/Thac8zZ85pI/AAAAAAAACic/D5hDZ4qKr-8/s1600/P6230135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9Mt5I-HnwU/Thac8zZ85pI/AAAAAAAACic/D5hDZ4qKr-8/s400/P6230135.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, also on a Wednesday, &lt;b&gt;I took Eliza swimming for the first time&lt;/b&gt; at her local recreation center and it was a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I did gt my first sunburn of the summer (haven't had one in three summers actually),&amp;nbsp; but it was overall a very positive experience.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Eliza and I both had "Bee" swimsuits, meaning her's was an actual bee outfit and mine was yellow, white, and black striped- haha!&amp;nbsp; It was adorable and she was so much fun to watch and play with.&amp;nbsp; She would tell me to sit at the edge, go into the kiddie area and use her "wings" to float, run back to me and yell, "I did it again!&amp;nbsp; Did you see?&amp;nbsp; You wanna see again?" and run back to do it again... about 15 times (not exaggerating).&amp;nbsp; Then she changed it up and would do the same thing, but ask, "Were you worried?&amp;nbsp; I'm so proud of you!&amp;nbsp; You weren't worried!&amp;nbsp; I'm going again."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was the cutest thing ever... behold the cuteness above and below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4g083W1CbTc/ThakvS1Nm5I/AAAAAAAACig/g11rCWzttP4/s1600/P7060034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4g083W1CbTc/ThakvS1Nm5I/AAAAAAAACig/g11rCWzttP4/s320/P7060034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'm gonna go out on a limb here...don't be a hater, but I am way into the new&lt;b&gt; Joe Jonas &lt;/b&gt;song, &lt;b&gt;"See No More."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; In fact, I kinda love it - a lot.&amp;nbsp; Check out the music video, listen to the jam, and ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BtOdBDs99iQ" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8472057715197364458?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8472057715197364458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8472057715197364458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8472057715197364458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8472057715197364458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/water-works-wednesdays.html' title='Water Works Wednesdays!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9Q7zWUFyH0/Thacj5LFZZI/AAAAAAAACiI/rPHl3T05ILg/s72-c/P6230117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-3741166385789861429</id><published>2011-07-04T02:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T02:31:22.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>Stadium of Fire 2011:  Baby, You're a Firework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cue the music... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-Ewxi9xrH0/ThF1vTVjLjI/AAAAAAAAChI/uObp8YWVJV0/s1600/P7030386.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-Ewxi9xrH0/ThF1vTVjLjI/AAAAAAAAChI/uObp8YWVJV0/s320/P7030386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;STADIUM OF FIRE!!!&lt;/span&gt; [Insert flame sound here]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many of you know that in the past I have been an ASM (Assistant Stage Manager) for Stadium of Fire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Excluding last year, I was involved the two years prior and have done this for a total of three years... three marvelous years!&amp;nbsp; Whenever I'm involved, I'm reminded of why I love event planning and theater so much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;There's the moment whenever you're involved in creating a show or event that you have to stop and take it all in...&lt;/b&gt; You watch the people and happenings around you, hopefully breathe a sigh of relief, and bask in the beauty of what you helped create.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; You feel fulfilled and accomplished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It's an amazing feeling - and I love every ounce of stress, laughter, work, play, and growth that I take part in throughout the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much - &lt;b&gt;I'm an event/theater geek&lt;/b&gt;... and proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, this year was drastically different from the previous years for me.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was oddly very busy at moments and grasping for work at other moments.&amp;nbsp; I was given the job of ASM again, but dealt directly with special talent.&amp;nbsp; I was in charge of all the pre-show individuals and additional announcers (sponsors, the head of Freedom Festival, the Chaplin giving the invocation, BYU Basketball players and coaches, etc.), making sure that they were where they needed to be, when they needed to be there, with the items they needed to have.&amp;nbsp; For example, we'll look at my work with the Chaplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had to track down his contact information and get a hold of him... Now, this could be an easy feat and in his case it was, but in other cases it was definitely NOT so easy.&amp;nbsp; We took on the saying, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Hurry up &amp;amp; Wait!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Haha... After getting in touch with the person they needed to be given a call time for rehearsal and the show, be met with when they arrived at the stadium, and given anything they needed to make them comfortable - aka: water, a chair, etc.&amp;nbsp; I also had to get them each credentials, parking passes, stage placements, needed props (mics), and stick with them through their rehearsals so I could take notes for them and get anything they needed.&amp;nbsp; On top of that I was given other ASM duties (cues, stage placements, props, etc.) to make the show run smoothly.&amp;nbsp; It was a lot, and yet it was "all-at-once" work... aka:&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;The work seemed to pour in all at once each time it would come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time, made some new friends, learned more about the process, and seemed to do a good job because they encouraged me to apply for a paid position.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping the work that I did pays off, and I've noticed that I could do even more - I could push myself much harder... and I'm ready to.&amp;nbsp; Bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The show went great&lt;/b&gt;, but there were a few behind-the-scenes hiccups that we had to fix.&amp;nbsp; I won't go into details, but we were quick and fixed everything that needed to be fixed in order to have the audience not notice and enjoy the show.&amp;nbsp; In other words, we're good.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6O9BqEdttA/ThF2K8mJ5YI/AAAAAAAAChQ/8RpxF1q1Z1k/s1600/P7030390.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6O9BqEdttA/ThF2K8mJ5YI/AAAAAAAAChQ/8RpxF1q1Z1k/s400/P7030390.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fNsqNxi0pMk/ThF16tJpnSI/AAAAAAAAChM/PyB8hFxsPNI/s1600/P7030388.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fNsqNxi0pMk/ThF16tJpnSI/AAAAAAAAChM/PyB8hFxsPNI/s400/P7030388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWSUQI4orI4/ThF2woChCtI/AAAAAAAACho/wS1fjfWzN_c/s1600/P7020242.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWSUQI4orI4/ThF2woChCtI/AAAAAAAACho/wS1fjfWzN_c/s320/P7020242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two cool moments:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; First, I have to remind you that I spent a good deal of my childhood growing up in Philly- aka: Philadelphia and other areas of PA.&amp;nbsp; I miss the East Coast a lot!&amp;nbsp; The host of the show this year just happened to be a Philadelphia Eagle of the past (though he did say, "Once an Eagle, always an Eagle"),&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chad Lewis&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I was rather excited about this.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned to him that I grew up in Phillie and use to watch him play, which led to us having &lt;b&gt;numerous conversations&lt;/b&gt; and met giving him the address to &lt;b&gt;Moochie's &lt;/b&gt;Philly-Cheese Steak shop in downtown SLC.&amp;nbsp; I'll tell you right now, Chad Lewis is hilarious.&amp;nbsp; He has a classic sense of humor and he was probably one of the most easy-going guys that I have ever met in my life.&amp;nbsp; When he saw my on the show day, after we'd talked about Philly &lt;b&gt;he walked up smiling and said, "Hey, Philly girl!," while giving me a high-five... a &lt;/b&gt;simple thing, but I felt cool.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;It was an honor to meet him - really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8Gvo_gbTFY/ThF221onjEI/AAAAAAAACh0/g4uEAQs1do8/s1600/P7030303.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8Gvo_gbTFY/ThF221onjEI/AAAAAAAACh0/g4uEAQs1do8/s200/P7030303.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I chatted a lot with &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stephen Jones&lt;/span&gt; and he remembered me from doing his makeup a few years back for the BYUSA Murder Mystery dinners one year.&amp;nbsp; He was hilarious then, and is just the same now.&amp;nbsp; He has some great ideas for comedy routines and a YouTube channel, and I'm hoping it's successful for him - he's a nice guy.&amp;nbsp; He did a fantastic job hosting his side of things.&amp;nbsp; Favorite Quote?&amp;nbsp; When he was talking to a random couple in the crowd, givin' em' a hard time and asked how long they'd been dating.&amp;nbsp; They said three years, to which he replied, &lt;b&gt;"Three years?!&amp;nbsp; You've been dating for three years?&amp;nbsp; Faith over fear, brother.&amp;nbsp; Faith over fear."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Hahaha!&amp;nbsp; Loved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l23KLWDNrWU/ThF2UHq-vJI/AAAAAAAAChU/rsprgv9XBV8/s1600/P7020266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l23KLWDNrWU/ThF2UHq-vJI/AAAAAAAAChU/rsprgv9XBV8/s400/P7020266.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I was more excited to learn the dance from them, then to set them.&amp;nbsp; Haha... &lt;/b&gt;We were all joking that I could take the place of one if something happened.&amp;nbsp; Too bad I only learned about 32 counts of the dance... Good thing I didn't have to go on, huh?&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jjmZb5DnBWw" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a final note, you might (or might not) be wondering &lt;b&gt;when I had my "moment"&lt;/b&gt; of looking out around me at the event, taking a breathe, and enjoying what I helped create... Of course, &lt;b&gt;it was during the fireworks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Unless something terrible goes down with the fireworks, everyone kinda stands mesmerized by the display of music and light... &lt;b&gt;I love fireworks.&amp;nbsp; They always make me happy - never fails.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I just stood there in the middle of the field basking in the evening sky's glow from the fireworks and being overwhelmed by the music... Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the BBQs, the family/friend time, the patriotism, and of course, the fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby... YOU'RE a firework!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; One of the bands that competed last night in the local artist search was a band called &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Whits&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not only do they SOUND awesome, but they are legitimately some of the nicest individuals - I was rootin' for them, and though they didn't win, I'm still hopin' they get more success down the road.&amp;nbsp; It's still a a huge deal to play at &lt;b&gt;Stadium of Fire&lt;/b&gt;, really... and her note at the end?!&amp;nbsp; AH-mazing.&amp;nbsp; Here are &lt;b&gt;The Whits&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"Give Me Back My Heart."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E6mmpt-ED9Y" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-3741166385789861429?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/3741166385789861429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=3741166385789861429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3741166385789861429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3741166385789861429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/07/stadium-of-fire-2011.html' title='Stadium of Fire 2011:  Baby, You&apos;re a Firework!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-Ewxi9xrH0/ThF1vTVjLjI/AAAAAAAAChI/uObp8YWVJV0/s72-c/P7030386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-2988152460951830235</id><published>2011-06-30T15:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:47:23.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASMOB!</title><content type='html'>It was brought to my attention that I should have included this next musical tid-bit into &lt;b&gt;my "Musical Summer"&lt;/b&gt; entry... but I thought it deserved an entry of it's own.&amp;nbsp; This is THAT &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So epic, in fact, that it &lt;strike&gt;is &lt;/strike&gt;was on my bucket list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_JFPZUCMeM/TgzudUgCp7I/AAAAAAAAChA/KYYUxHqfH_M/s1600/Flashmob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_JFPZUCMeM/TgzudUgCp7I/AAAAAAAAChA/KYYUxHqfH_M/s320/Flashmob.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago a friend of mine posted a link on his facebook wall about a local area doing a flashmob.... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A FLASHMOB&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I have always wanted to b a part of one, and this one was going to be amazing.&amp;nbsp; I mean, how can it not be when the dancing is done to &lt;b&gt;Beyonce's "Move Your Body" &lt;/b&gt;song?&amp;nbsp; Yea... It was going to be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6_Mtvt4PMI/Tgzud86-o0I/AAAAAAAAChE/LpMydNSwdF8/s1600/JUMP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6_Mtvt4PMI/Tgzud86-o0I/AAAAAAAAChE/LpMydNSwdF8/s320/JUMP.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some friends and I learned the dance, went to the "secret location," and participated hardcore.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, there is no video of us dancing, but there are some pictures for proof, which is awesome!&amp;nbsp; Haha... Here's an &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=16126910"&gt;article and video about the flashmob&lt;/a&gt; for your viewing pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YizY3HIwfrU" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next task?&amp;nbsp; We're going to create and complete a &lt;b&gt;flashmob on/around the Gateway fountains&lt;/b&gt; (credit to someone bored in science class... not me) in the end of August... Get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I really, REALLY wanna do a singing flashmob sometime!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: Christina Perri &lt;/b&gt;has a new jam that I am lovin' on... &lt;b&gt;"Distance."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ACQ7W9gtjq0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-2988152460951830235?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/2988152460951830235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=2988152460951830235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2988152460951830235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2988152460951830235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-brought-to-my-attention-that-i.html' title='FLASMOB!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_JFPZUCMeM/TgzudUgCp7I/AAAAAAAAChA/KYYUxHqfH_M/s72-c/Flashmob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4403586092964443585</id><published>2011-06-28T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:01:18.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words NOT to Live By...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favorite Quote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Among the many lessons that I've learned from this whole experience is to try to speak a little bit less."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- ROD R. BLAGOJEVICH, former governor of Illinois, after being convicted of 17 counts in a corruption case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.... I feel the same way, but for doing much less stupid things.&amp;nbsp; Someday I will perhaps dip my toes into the political arena (a goal of mine) on some level, and attempt to be a non-corrupt politician.&amp;nbsp; I know - sounds a bit of a paradox... but it's possible.&amp;nbsp; I have faith.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Other favorite quotes from the recent weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After practicing kickball catches for awhile, &lt;b&gt;"I'm gonna go practicing eating..." &lt;/b&gt;- Nicole S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; So, when we were playing kickball for FHE the other week, someone got REALLY into the game and accidentally hit one of the girls in the face with the kickball when throwing to try and get her out.&amp;nbsp; With no offense toward her, the incident was HILARIOUS.&amp;nbsp; The thrower was SO embarrassed and felt terrible, but she was fine... and we were all dying laughing on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've been really bad at swearing lately.&amp;nbsp; I've been depressed lately." &lt;/i&gt;- Nicole S.&lt;br /&gt;(It sounds really sad, but it really was just funny... had to be there?&amp;nbsp; Maybe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He made his bed!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"He better not sleep with her in it!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just touch him!"&lt;/i&gt; - Bro. Minnick to me.... they wanted me to run my fingers through this boy's chest hair.&amp;nbsp; Haha - Awkward!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have like four..."&lt;/b&gt; - Mark about his chest hair, while doing a very funny hand-motion protruding form his chest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They know I'm dirty..."&lt;/i&gt; - Lauren (I can't wait to go clubbing - that's all I'm gonna say.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliza's fake phone was "ringing" with the press of a button and I asked if she was gonna answer it.&amp;nbsp; Her reply?&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; "It's just a voicemale... I get a lot of those."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We're the easiest!"&lt;/i&gt; - Michelle and Karin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I get cheered for wherever I go."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer (Thanks for shutting the blinds, Spence...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's what I do naturally... sink."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I pictured her more with umbrellas and doing weird things with balloons..."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't like mine well-done." &lt;/i&gt;- Linze (In relation to her steak at TX Roadhouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Maybe he likes YOU well-done." &lt;/i&gt;- Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You shake it and squeeze it, and shake it and squeeze it, and..."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If I had a dime for every time I hard that..."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let me see your baggy-pants! Who gonna want yo baggy-pants!?"&lt;/i&gt; - Hailey... Singing at the Bee's game... Best moment of the night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Where should I touch?!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&amp;nbsp; (I'm not posting the story on here, but it was hilarious... If you wanna know, ask and ye shall receive...)&lt;br /&gt;LATER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Wait... where do I touch?"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze, directed to Spencer in all seriousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thank you... THANK YOU!"&lt;/i&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We don't do it as a family!"&lt;/b&gt; - Karin&amp;nbsp; (Hahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bye! Take Care!" &lt;/i&gt;- Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Take Care!" &lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"NO!&amp;nbsp; YOU take care of her!" &lt;/i&gt;- Eliza, regarding her baby doll - haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were listing off good "E" names for a a boy and Erin L. says, &lt;b&gt;"Egbert."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're never naming my children." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I could learn a lot!"&lt;/i&gt; - Erin after our long talk about relationships... Yes, Erin.&amp;nbsp; Yes, you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I just have to say that I heard the LOUDEST, ODDEST sneeze on the train coming back from the He Is We concert... Erika laughed for about 25 minutes after that, which meant we ALL laughed for about 25 minutes after that. Classic... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"On OPENING NIGHT!"&lt;/b&gt; - Tottie&amp;nbsp; (I loved you and Lindsey even more after this WHOLE conversation - hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What would it be called...?"&lt;/i&gt; - Tottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sneak Peek!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze, Lindsey, Tottie (IN UNISON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What were you thinking...?" &lt;/b&gt;-Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll text you." &lt;/b&gt;- Tottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't put it in writing!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I need to throw-up."&lt;/i&gt; - Lindsey W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite of mine came from the man sitting in front of me and my girls at the Bee's game the other night.&amp;nbsp; One of the workers came down to tell the man his kids needed to sit while they were batting, but then could stand, but had to sit back down when the batting started again.&amp;nbsp; To this, the man replied, &lt;b&gt;"It's like we have our very own Catholic church!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Hahahahaha!&amp;nbsp; It was pretty classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed the following &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;billboard&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBuZwP0F4fw/TgovRQcrTeI/AAAAAAAACg8/Gh8kLjEtkIM/s1600/god.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBuZwP0F4fw/TgovRQcrTeI/AAAAAAAACg8/Gh8kLjEtkIM/s400/god.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been wondering about that... I'm glad this billboard cleared that up for everyone - or just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;great summer&lt;/span&gt; so far... and it keeps getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; There was a free download off this site the other day from a group called &lt;b&gt;Frame &amp;amp; Canvas&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I love this song they do called, &lt;b&gt;"Sure."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMDkyOTEyMjI5NTgmcHQ9MTMwOTI5MTIzNDQzNiZwPTI3MDgxJmQ9cHJvX3BsYXllcl9maXJzdF9nZW4mZz*xJm89/YWJjMDU5ZGYzNjMxNDMzZGIzNGUyODFjM2VkMjA*Y2Mmb2Y9MA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="200" width="262"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/40/pro_widget.swf?id=artist_895473&amp;skin_id=PWAS1002&amp;border_color=000000&amp;auto_play=false&amp;shuffle=false&amp;song_ids=9117190"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/40/pro_widget.swf?id=artist_895473&amp;skin_id=PWAS1002&amp;border_color=000000&amp;auto_play=false&amp;shuffle=false&amp;song_ids=9117190" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="opaque" quality="best" width="262" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/40/artist_895473//t.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4403586092964443585?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4403586092964443585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4403586092964443585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4403586092964443585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4403586092964443585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-not-to-live-by.html' title='Words NOT to Live By...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBuZwP0F4fw/TgovRQcrTeI/AAAAAAAACg8/Gh8kLjEtkIM/s72-c/god.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-3917219144187683339</id><published>2011-06-28T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:17:16.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>King of Anything (Cover) - WebShow #4!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for yet another episode of the Linze &amp;amp; Kate WebShow?!&amp;nbsp; I thought so... It's pretty epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our version of Sara Bareille's "King of Anything."&amp;nbsp; We kinda love the song... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rb9RLaLHRKM" width="425"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;*muah*&amp;amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-3917219144187683339?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/3917219144187683339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=3917219144187683339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3917219144187683339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/3917219144187683339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/king-of-anything-cover-webshow-4.html' title='King of Anything (Cover) - WebShow #4!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rb9RLaLHRKM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5670769347533885367</id><published>2011-06-27T09:57:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:10:24.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>My Summer is a Musical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Without music, life would be a mistake."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music is a universal language.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Music can move your emotions and shape your ideas... it's powerful.&amp;nbsp; Emotionally speaking, music is the thing that soothes me when I'm angry and boosts me when I'm sad.&amp;nbsp; It has the poswer to heal my heart, and strengthen my character's endurance.&amp;nbsp; Spiritually speaking, music speaks to my spirit, my soul, more than words or books...&amp;nbsp; Music is the thing that has the power to make me smile no matter my mood and transforms my focus to positivity and productivity.&amp;nbsp; Music motivates and captivates me...&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Everyone has that one thing that communicates on a full-level with them, and for me, that is music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; -William P. Merrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly feel what that quote above has to say is true... really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;b&gt;favorite scripture&lt;/b&gt; of all time is a scripture that I found right before my audition for BYU's Music Voice Performance Major.&amp;nbsp; I was scared out of my mind and thought I'd flip through my scriptures to calm my nerves, when I found this:&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid; for the Lord &lt;span class="deitySmallCaps"&gt;Jehovah&lt;/span&gt; is my strength and my song; he also has become my salvation."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;(2 Nephi 22:2)&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I found it because my favorite number is 22 and I wanted to look up a scripture with all 2's in it... and it stuck with me because randomly, &lt;b&gt;it is about the power of Heavenly Father, and of music.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; These are two of the most important things in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I have a summer jam packed with singing (personally, jamming with friends, my musical web-show with Kate, etc.) and going to concerts!&amp;nbsp; I started off this summer right and set up numerous occasions that I would be attending concerts.&amp;nbsp; So far, I've seen &lt;b&gt;Parachute&lt;/b&gt; and Allred for free (&lt;b&gt;Hugo&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Damato&lt;/b&gt; too), which was epic, and &lt;b&gt;He Is We&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Andrew Allen&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; However, I also have lawn tickets for &lt;b&gt;Sara Bareilles&lt;/b&gt; (SO stoked!&amp;nbsp; She's my favorite!) and &lt;b&gt;Sugarland &lt;/b&gt;already (Go buy tickets &amp;amp; come with!) and am working Stadium of Fire this weekend... so I'll see&lt;b&gt; Brad Paisley&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/b&gt; there for free.&amp;nbsp; There are other people I've been considering seeing, and I honestly feel like it's a good use of my "play money."&amp;nbsp; I just LOVE music... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E38fxdJjSG4/Tggw1wKhhMI/AAAAAAAACgI/HmVaAaMcL1A/s1600/P6240154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E38fxdJjSG4/Tggw1wKhhMI/AAAAAAAACgI/HmVaAaMcL1A/s200/P6240154.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, first I saw &lt;b&gt;Allred&lt;/b&gt; and... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PARACHUTE&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Finally!&amp;nbsp; Last time I saw them play live they were still called Sparky's Flaw and we were all in High School together in Charlottesville, VA.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I sat next to the lead singer (Will) in math class one year - haha... Don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; We've never been friends, but I saw them performed and we spoke a few times, so it was cool to see them climb the ladder of success.&amp;nbsp; Classic... I was helping out with the event for this AMAZING organization called &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fightthenewdrug.org/"&gt;Fight The New Drug&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- educating people on the harmful effects of pornography (check out the site by clicking on the name) - so I got to see the sound-check a bit.&amp;nbsp; It was really cool, but weird.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking, "I went to HS with him... and he looks virtually the exact same," as did Alex, the bass guitarist.&amp;nbsp; So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxinwPG5wCw/Tggw-ADd3CI/AAAAAAAACgM/R4SmiJ-GGIc/s1600/P6240153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxinwPG5wCw/Tggw-ADd3CI/AAAAAAAACgM/R4SmiJ-GGIc/s400/P6240153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oH_q-Q0YZPI/TggxCrqrH_I/AAAAAAAACgQ/tDgXjydyddA/s1600/P6240163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oH_q-Q0YZPI/TggxCrqrH_I/AAAAAAAACgQ/tDgXjydyddA/s400/P6240163.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8JPcaw1mwg/TggxEw8rk5I/AAAAAAAACgU/s4FO_ZBxRzo/s1600/P6240164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8JPcaw1mwg/TggxEw8rk5I/AAAAAAAACgU/s4FO_ZBxRzo/s400/P6240164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QaeeJLE70I/TggxIJiiFMI/AAAAAAAACgY/KwTbc7tXlNM/s1600/P6240183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QaeeJLE70I/TggxIJiiFMI/AAAAAAAACgY/KwTbc7tXlNM/s400/P6240183.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3IYTy5xO1w/TggxXqS_sdI/AAAAAAAACgg/lWoBHtsDaFg/s1600/P6240181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3IYTy5xO1w/TggxXqS_sdI/AAAAAAAACgg/lWoBHtsDaFg/s400/P6240181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOVAOO_znH8/TggxPYoFgEI/AAAAAAAACgc/Z-EyYfvEThk/s1600/P6240167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOVAOO_znH8/TggxPYoFgEI/AAAAAAAACgc/Z-EyYfvEThk/s320/P6240167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An amazing moment during the concert was when Will was talking about UVA and C-ville and I screamed MEGA-LOUD for that, to which the whole crowd looked my way and Will stated, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You don't know where that is!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; My friends and I were all laughing because of all the people he could have said that too... homeboy was WAY off!&amp;nbsp; Haha... I started yelling,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "It's my hometown!,"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but knew he wouldn't hear me, and it didn't matter to me if he did.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I just kept thinking, "All I'd have to say is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Bodo's Bagels,' 'Christian's Pizza' &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; 'Monticello'&lt;/span&gt; for him to know I'm from there."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was just kinda funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing "What I Know" - AMAZING! His voice, you can tell, was a little shot, but I give them MAD props for pushing through and for doing an unplanned encore after the crowd was screaming for it - it's the only time I've seen a band come back out AFTER the house-music went up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jv36ad6F0VM" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was fantastic and I got to see SO many friends, while supporting a great cause!&amp;nbsp; It was a perfect, summer evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu71N0JY1hk/Tggz2h30GnI/AAAAAAAACgs/2YCBB-WK_hQ/s1600/P6250191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu71N0JY1hk/Tggz2h30GnI/AAAAAAAACgs/2YCBB-WK_hQ/s200/P6250191.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The very next day I met up with my old flat-mate from London, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Erika&lt;/span&gt;, and her sister to head into SLC for the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He Is We&lt;/span&gt; concert.&amp;nbsp; I was a bit appreehensive about going bcause I had heard they weren't very good live and the YouTube videos didn't instill confidence in the vocal abilities either.&amp;nbsp; However, tickets were cheap and I wanted to see Erika, so I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_MxshhASLE/Tggz_lAwkqI/AAAAAAAACg0/F0Hlq6hZdWc/s1600/P6250204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_MxshhASLE/Tggz_lAwkqI/AAAAAAAACg0/F0Hlq6hZdWc/s320/P6250204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiVMz3iJUNI/TggzxP2-5GI/AAAAAAAACgo/W0afLuobNF0/s1600/P6250186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiVMz3iJUNI/TggzxP2-5GI/AAAAAAAACgo/W0afLuobNF0/s320/P6250186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7WeTPyvEvA0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;They were actually pretty good live!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It wasn't the best concert I've ever been too, and the main girl wasn't &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;, but she was pretty spot-on.&amp;nbsp; I like it a lot... AND, the bass guitarist (in blue) was QUITE attractive.... I was diggin' on him.&amp;nbsp; Haha... Also, I loved the first guy that opened for them!&amp;nbsp; His name is &lt;b&gt;Andrew Allen &lt;/b&gt;and he was like a Canadian Ryan Cabrera (whom I adore), so that was a nice little bonus.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Y_ldY00a0/Tgg0HwxV0aI/AAAAAAAACg4/BZZFiq3AE2g/s1600/P6250202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Y_ldY00a0/Tgg0HwxV0aI/AAAAAAAACg4/BZZFiq3AE2g/s320/P6250202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDo5INF2K0/Tggz4xJyWNI/AAAAAAAACgw/bBgFfSIT1Ts/s1600/P6250196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDo5INF2K0/Tggz4xJyWNI/AAAAAAAACgw/bBgFfSIT1Ts/s320/P6250196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, &lt;b&gt;I tackle Stadium of Fire this week&lt;/b&gt;, and that is going to be INTENSE I feel... It'll be a good learning experience, but this year especially, it'll be a lot of work for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Anyone going to hit up SoF this next Saturday???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1K7cHG_Z5es/TggzszwkqqI/AAAAAAAACgk/ERKN_Ow-i7I/s1600/P6250184.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1K7cHG_Z5es/TggzszwkqqI/AAAAAAAACgk/ERKN_Ow-i7I/s200/P6250184.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I know I posted a song from each concert already above, but I wanted to post a song from this &lt;b&gt;Andrew Allen &lt;/b&gt;guy I saw on Friday... I debated between this song and one called &lt;i&gt;"Tears in My Eyes,"&lt;/i&gt; which I love, but it came down to this song having a music video.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Here is his song (that I also love) called, &lt;b&gt;"Loving You Tonight."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UR_0URQKHIY" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5670769347533885367?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5670769347533885367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5670769347533885367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5670769347533885367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5670769347533885367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-summer-is-musical.html' title='My Summer is a Musical!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E38fxdJjSG4/Tggw1wKhhMI/AAAAAAAACgI/HmVaAaMcL1A/s72-c/P6240154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1004916926616316365</id><published>2011-06-26T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:37:01.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a Good Sport!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jI0OHqPb5F4/Tgfodyn5CPI/AAAAAAAACf4/O_HxRG6T8bI/s1600/P6190078.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jI0OHqPb5F4/Tgfodyn5CPI/AAAAAAAACf4/O_HxRG6T8bI/s320/P6190078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love sports.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love to watch sports, and I love to play sports.&amp;nbsp; I love football, basketball, volleyball, baseball, soccer... My favorite sport is football, but they all make me happy.&amp;nbsp; This summer I had all intention of going to different kinds of sporting events and playing a lot of sports... I am completely fulfilling that "summer goal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played&lt;b&gt; kickball&lt;/b&gt; with friends (and filled in one day for a friend on her Draper City League kickball team), played &lt;b&gt;softball &lt;/b&gt;with Eliza (not the most effective, but ridiculously adorable), kicked around a &lt;b&gt;soccer&lt;/b&gt; ball a few times, threw around a &lt;b&gt;frisbee&lt;/b&gt; a few times, and yet, no football... yet.&amp;nbsp; It'll come.&amp;nbsp; I need to find friends who want to play more than ultimate frisbee.&amp;nbsp; Sorry y'all... doesn't do it for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; I need a full-fledged sport...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with playing sports from time to time, I have been lucky enough to fulfill two things on my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"summer bucket list"&lt;/span&gt;: aka - my list to do before summer dies, and not before I have die.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I have gone to a &lt;b&gt;Real Salt Lake game&lt;/b&gt; and a &lt;b&gt;Salt Lake Bee's game&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I've been to Real games before, but I had never been to a Bee's game... or a minor league baseball game, for that matter.&amp;nbsp; Growing up, I would go to Padres and Phillies games all the time with my family, and developed a love for pro-baseball games, while I enjoy them more when I'm present in the stadium, rather than watching them on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7C9PzvYwQU/TgfntReoPdI/AAAAAAAACfc/w5Q0S6w-Qcs/s1600/P6170018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7C9PzvYwQU/TgfntReoPdI/AAAAAAAACfc/w5Q0S6w-Qcs/s400/P6170018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a blast! I went with a group of my favorite girls and made friends with some little kids in front of us as we taught them how to cheer... In fact, when we left a bit early another little kid asked his dad, "Why are those loud girls leaving?!"&amp;nbsp; Haha... &lt;b&gt;I had no idea that a Bee's game could be so much fun&lt;/b&gt;, and thanks to Tate's awesome tickets he gave us, we not only got to go to the game for free, but we had AMAZING seats right next to the visiting team's dugout.&amp;nbsp; This left us money to buy soft pretzels and churros... and time to sing the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Baggy Pants Song."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Life is good.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Hailey -&amp;nbsp; we still need to record!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3JzqQUkWLU/TgfnxCqiOCI/AAAAAAAACfg/pkSqTXPpghY/s1600/P6170019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3JzqQUkWLU/TgfnxCqiOCI/AAAAAAAACfg/pkSqTXPpghY/s400/P6170019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_v13rD0MeC4/Tgfn2KE9b4I/AAAAAAAACfk/jgjBlihnjNA/s1600/P6170022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_v13rD0MeC4/Tgfn2KE9b4I/AAAAAAAACfk/jgjBlihnjNA/s400/P6170022.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5pq1eJzMYI/TgfoMoRp7tI/AAAAAAAACfs/LxFA3ixKcEU/s1600/P6190068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5pq1eJzMYI/TgfoMoRp7tI/AAAAAAAACfs/LxFA3ixKcEU/s320/P6190068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Real Game was also a LOT of fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I was never into soccer growing up, and though I'd still rather watch football or basketball, I really have grown to enjoy soccer.&amp;nbsp; Living in Europe twice, over the past two World Cups (2006 &amp;amp; 2010), helped a lot, I think.&amp;nbsp; Real is a fantastic team,&amp;nbsp; but I can see they aren't playing as well as they have the last few years... Hopefully they pick it back up.&amp;nbsp; They're still great, just... not AS great.&amp;nbsp; They'll get back there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUs9Dyfu-0o/TgfoHRIkokI/AAAAAAAACfo/AteQfyey-1o/s1600/P6190064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUs9Dyfu-0o/TgfoHRIkokI/AAAAAAAACfo/AteQfyey-1o/s400/P6190064.JPG" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6cmrAQqFWE/TgfoR6fL7kI/AAAAAAAACfw/UHuPw88h08I/s1600/P6190071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6cmrAQqFWE/TgfoR6fL7kI/AAAAAAAACfw/UHuPw88h08I/s400/P6190071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a1F9S9gWhM/TgfoXW6urMI/AAAAAAAACf0/oBrJhDl5Q8k/s1600/P6190072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3a1F9S9gWhM/TgfoXW6urMI/AAAAAAAACf0/oBrJhDl5Q8k/s400/P6190072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lI2dN2fJs0/TgfolkwTI9I/AAAAAAAACf8/PyKL_PeUWGo/s1600/P6190073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lI2dN2fJs0/TgfolkwTI9I/AAAAAAAACf8/PyKL_PeUWGo/s400/P6190073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8WFvmnD8GA/TgfouLS3nQI/AAAAAAAACgA/2Eovh4NjHWI/s1600/P6190074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8WFvmnD8GA/TgfouLS3nQI/AAAAAAAACgA/2Eovh4NjHWI/s400/P6190074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DijX00gDG0/Tgfo12_4VXI/AAAAAAAACgE/5c8axpIR85w/s1600/P6190075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--DijX00gDG0/Tgfo12_4VXI/AAAAAAAACgE/5c8axpIR85w/s400/P6190075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, what's next on the list?&amp;nbsp; Well, I haven't played a real game of flag, touch, tackle football since before I was in Germany, so... I say bring that on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Who's in for a rousing game of football??? &lt;/b&gt;That or season tickets to BYU football games...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; The NBA Draft = Jimmer going to &lt;strike&gt;Milwaukee &lt;/strike&gt;Sacramento&lt;/b&gt;...&amp;nbsp; I have no set pro-basketball team I root for each year.&amp;nbsp; I switch around each year... This next year, I could potentially be a &lt;b&gt;Kings&lt;/b&gt; fan... maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I heard this song today on &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drop Dead Diva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (amazingly, awesome show, by the way) and downloaded it right away!&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;Britt Nicole&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"Safe."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P2jPQa0-3cg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1004916926616316365?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1004916926616316365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1004916926616316365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1004916926616316365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1004916926616316365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/youre-good-sport.html' title='You&apos;re a Good Sport!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jI0OHqPb5F4/Tgfodyn5CPI/AAAAAAAACf4/O_HxRG6T8bI/s72-c/P6190078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8559206171187348607</id><published>2011-06-25T01:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T01:21:07.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nanny, Take Two:  Meet Eliza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t7KsGZRwus/TgWCjrhf5-I/AAAAAAAACeo/mUEw1dPrzrw/s1600/P6060051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t7KsGZRwus/TgWCjrhf5-I/AAAAAAAACeo/mUEw1dPrzrw/s320/P6060051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, about a month and a half back I was given the opportunity to take an amazing job for a nearby family, being a nanny for their little 3 year-old girl for 30 hours a week (perfect amount and will be great fitting in with school in the Fall!).&amp;nbsp; This girl is BEYOND adorable, and we have the best time together.&amp;nbsp; I told my mom the other day that I had better have pretty adorable children because I get SO many compliments on how cute Miss Eliza is... and she's not even mine to claim.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; She really is the cutest thing, especially when she tries to say her "Ls."&amp;nbsp; For example, she says "lello" instead of "yellow," and "lesterday" instead of "yesterday."&amp;nbsp; She also has trouble saying her "sh" sounds, so words like "fish" come out a little funny.&amp;nbsp; I'm working on it with her, but it's so blasted cute.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that we have been doing together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcQ8_EOe8pY/TgWCpitWdzI/AAAAAAAACes/Bxbzi0-NVUg/s1600/P6060053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcQ8_EOe8pY/TgWCpitWdzI/AAAAAAAACes/Bxbzi0-NVUg/s400/P6060053.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spend lots of time hanging out, having tea-parties, and playing the "taste-buds" game!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDbBvklF5pk/TgWC5hDl7aI/AAAAAAAACew/3dSLyJQzeKE/s1600/P6010009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PDbBvklF5pk/TgWC5hDl7aI/AAAAAAAACew/3dSLyJQzeKE/s400/P6010009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a story-time and exploration-day at Thanksgiving Point, and we spent a good deal of time wandering around the Kid's Garden and seeing all the animal statues!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--t6Wwnjp6Xw/TgWC-HjU1JI/AAAAAAAACe0/JnyBESEXp0U/s1600/P6010006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--t6Wwnjp6Xw/TgWC-HjU1JI/AAAAAAAACe0/JnyBESEXp0U/s400/P6010006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg6H_wLLZAA/TgWDEUkQDlI/AAAAAAAACe4/_0DRGZOkFCo/s1600/P6010012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg6H_wLLZAA/TgWDEUkQDlI/AAAAAAAACe4/_0DRGZOkFCo/s400/P6010012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JAxTRgQHoZE/TgWDLLxtDDI/AAAAAAAACe8/sOMI8NVkE0U/s1600/P6010022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JAxTRgQHoZE/TgWDLLxtDDI/AAAAAAAACe8/sOMI8NVkE0U/s320/P6010022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Thanksgiving Point's Kid's Garden they had lots of little experiments that kids could take part in, like this geometric shapes water race... Very cool!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSXvuxTYoK0/TgWDRVqtucI/AAAAAAAACfA/SNM3vRscrDI/s1600/P6170037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSXvuxTYoK0/TgWDRVqtucI/AAAAAAAACfA/SNM3vRscrDI/s400/P6170037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sugarhouse Park!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFi-84Cr_Ko/TgWDWM4vKCI/AAAAAAAACfE/RDb-Zb_NUp0/s1600/P6170038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFi-84Cr_Ko/TgWDWM4vKCI/AAAAAAAACfE/RDb-Zb_NUp0/s400/P6170038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to feed the ducks (Above) and then play on the playground for awhile (Below).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQqWV_GdLM/TgWDd9abMjI/AAAAAAAACfI/u2HBVvpMExk/s1600/P6170039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbQqWV_GdLM/TgWDd9abMjI/AAAAAAAACfI/u2HBVvpMExk/s320/P6170039.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3zT0GXdONE/TgWDwtQTw2I/AAAAAAAACfM/JMeeTuV44wI/s1600/P5200224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3zT0GXdONE/TgWDwtQTw2I/AAAAAAAACfM/JMeeTuV44wI/s400/P5200224.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Play-Dough time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnzuzFo3Drk/TgWD0tCstKI/AAAAAAAACfQ/3w1YCBotshs/s1600/P5270001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CnzuzFo3Drk/TgWD0tCstKI/AAAAAAAACfQ/3w1YCBotshs/s400/P5270001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our superhero names are Jetta (Eliza's) and Zetta (mine), which she picked for us... We like to dress up and save the world... or at least her house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzHuycNjL38/TgWD_Cq1bAI/AAAAAAAACfY/VJNvyMn1_9c/s1600/P5270009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzHuycNjL38/TgWD_Cq1bAI/AAAAAAAACfY/VJNvyMn1_9c/s400/P5270009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f9f4563defe1ac6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f9f4563defe1ac6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330059105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3154D56797DB87CCC4F7D7D37AACE5A753FA81DA.57765C41D566A2E14EB215FFE55CE12BABA597C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f9f4563defe1ac6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAkNpumJtno94iNoza1Y6wP-Aw1s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f9f4563defe1ac6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330059105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3154D56797DB87CCC4F7D7D37AACE5A753FA81DA.57765C41D566A2E14EB215FFE55CE12BABA597C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f9f4563defe1ac6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAkNpumJtno94iNoza1Y6wP-Aw1s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGqDYw9bOZg/TgWD5pXPdNI/AAAAAAAACfU/Qg4Jk2wwbH0/s1600/IMG_0872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGqDYw9bOZg/TgWD5pXPdNI/AAAAAAAACfU/Qg4Jk2wwbH0/s400/IMG_0872.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a bit blurry here, but we love making funny faces together and Eliza's is CLASSIC here!&amp;nbsp; We also like baking cookies together!&amp;nbsp; Hence, the aprons...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, we have created this game (mentioned above) called the "tastebuds" game... We say, "Both our tastebuds like ______," and fill in the blank with something real or funny (i.e. Cherry or Chair - haha!).&amp;nbsp; We play it ALL the time... It's fabulous!&amp;nbsp; See the video below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1fe4db5ab2de18be" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fe4db5ab2de18be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330059105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C5F4E0585F4B12922BF2BEAB89DBB97B92CEAAC.2D90F56F16E6641808F221EF3357971B964E334A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fe4db5ab2de18be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrbiRF86D36xvMSf36NnnnDN-jas&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1fe4db5ab2de18be%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330059105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C5F4E0585F4B12922BF2BEAB89DBB97B92CEAAC.2D90F56F16E6641808F221EF3357971B964E334A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1fe4db5ab2de18be%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrbiRF86D36xvMSf36NnnnDN-jas&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is what I've been doing the past month and a half... I'm in love with it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day: Elliot Yamin (whom I adore) has a new song out called "Still Gonna Try," which is a great slow-R&amp;amp;B-jam... I love it.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JnO2FVF2alI" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8559206171187348607?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8559206171187348607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8559206171187348607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8559206171187348607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8559206171187348607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/nanny-take-two-meet-eliza.html' title='The Nanny, Take Two:  Meet Eliza!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t7KsGZRwus/TgWCjrhf5-I/AAAAAAAACeo/mUEw1dPrzrw/s72-c/P6060051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-2231316046662842724</id><published>2011-06-20T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:20:37.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><title type='text'>Current Joys!</title><content type='html'>I need to post a few videos below so that I can constantly come back to them... Thus, here are some current joys for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is a song ("Breathe" from&lt;i&gt; In The Heights&lt;/i&gt;) I have become a HUGE fan of BECAUSE of this girl... I heard it FIRST from her, but I've heard other amazing singers take a shot at it too... She's still my favorite on it for now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jW63OPHzEXs" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is a cover of Maroon 5's "Sunday Morning" that I love... His voice is simple and sweet and he does a good job making it original, but not changing too much.&amp;nbsp; I loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f5hAkC1jKFM" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this next one because it's hilarious... I laugh ever time I see it.  These parents have THE whitest "swag" I have ever seen... Love it.  My favorite part - when the dad knocks the girl's tea party pieces all over the ground - haha!  You can also watch the other videos from the "family" and they're CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ql-N3F1FhW4" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting this commercial on here (only 32 seconds) because it's called "Sizzlin' Entrees," but every time I see it on TV all I can think is, "He's MY sizzlin' entree!"  Haha... He says, "I love when that happens," in reference to people checking out the food he's carrying... Honey.  They're checking out more than that food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mB2Rcc6RS0A" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one is the song of the day!  It's BEAUTIFUL, but hauntingly sad.  I heard the band off a free download on ITunes &amp;amp; then a friend posted this video on her facebook recently... I'm in love.  Here's The Civil Wars with "Poison &amp;amp; Wine."  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WfzRlcnq_c0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; Judge me all you want, but I had to add one more... :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uycOpnYnd5g" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-2231316046662842724?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/2231316046662842724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=2231316046662842724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2231316046662842724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2231316046662842724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/current-joys.html' title='Current Joys!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jW63OPHzEXs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5454674116865433688</id><published>2011-06-16T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:08:04.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Zumba in the Name of Love!</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard that song "Step in the Name of Love?"&amp;nbsp; Yea... this is the same idea, but with Zumba... obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday was a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;day of firsts for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; First, I bore it all and went &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;skinny-dipping&lt;/span&gt; for the first time.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I just admitted that on the internet... don't pretend like most of you haven't done it before.&amp;nbsp; I know you have... Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was very liberating... and I was freakin' out slightly the entire time.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;joined a gym&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Yep, I am a proud member of&lt;b&gt; 24Hour Fitness&lt;/b&gt;, thanks to my friend Candace taking me to a Zumba class last weekend.&amp;nbsp; I have wanted to join a gym for their classes (Zumba, WeightPump, Pilates, etc.) and their weights, but I have hesitated because it's so expensive in most cases.&amp;nbsp; However, this was a $10 start-up fee and only $30 a month - not too shabby.&amp;nbsp; Plus, quite frankly, I'm a cheapskate and if I pay for something I want my money's worth.&amp;nbsp; Meaning, I'll definitely be going to the gym a lot each month.&amp;nbsp; This is going to be a painful, great summer... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to another &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Zumba &lt;/span&gt;class at the gym and noticed a few things.&amp;nbsp; One, &lt;b&gt;don't lift weights before you do a Zumba class.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was early and tried to kill some time, so I did a bunch of leg lifts, calve workouts, and thighmaster-type stuff.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Yea... My legs were jelly all through Zumba and I was felt myself pushing extra hard... not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, &lt;b&gt;sometimes Zumba makes you feel sexy... and sometimes it makes you feel very UN-sexy!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself, "I'm a pretty good dancer."&amp;nbsp; I've always been able to move and had a good sense of rhythm. Friends have complemented my dance skills.&amp;nbsp; Today, partially because I have was so tired in my legs and partially because I'm just bad at it, I have never felt less sexy.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Not that I would call my self a "sexy" woman a lot of the time anyway, but... this was just sad.&amp;nbsp; Hilarious?&amp;nbsp; Yes... but sad, too.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Half the moves I was spot on with, and half of them I looked downright awkward doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I can't imagine doing Zumba if I were rhythmically challenged.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, &lt;b&gt;I'm going to conquer Zumba and do it until I am sexy doing it... &lt;/b&gt;I'm determined.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I'm not terrible... I did Latin dance in college and Hip-Hop dance in high school, but doing it straight for an hour and STILL looking hot?!&amp;nbsp; Yea... I'm going to demolish this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, take a look below for your viewing pleasure &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(No, it's not me doing Zumba... That would only bring us both to an awkward stand-still...)&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Here is&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Linze &amp;amp; Kate... A WebShow #3&lt;/span&gt; (Singing starts at 3:51):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ozmxX9dYREM" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I really were to die young, I'd wanna be cremated and sprinkled in different places of meaning to my family members and close friends... &lt;/b&gt;kinda like in Elizabethtown.&amp;nbsp; Also, I don't wanna be buried in satin... Maybe a onesie?&amp;nbsp; No, my yellow dress with the lilac flowers embroidered on the outside... Okay, this is "If I Die Young" analysis overkill... and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... Here is one last treat for all the men reading my blog.&amp;nbsp; If you are one of the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;single guys reading my blog&lt;/span&gt; then this video is specifically for YOU: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rYtF83ToMXA" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work out for her the first time around... maybe now on of you lucky gentlemen are ready?&amp;nbsp; The challenge is on - in many ways. Good luck, boys.... Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; "If I Die Young"&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;strike&gt;The Band Perry &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linze &amp;amp; Kate&lt;/b&gt;.... See the link above. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5454674116865433688?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5454674116865433688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5454674116865433688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5454674116865433688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5454674116865433688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/zumba-in-name-of-love.html' title='Zumba in the Name of Love!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ozmxX9dYREM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-4356007901197887935</id><published>2011-06-12T16:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:28:39.001-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Past and Present Quips</title><content type='html'>This day last year I was in London, England, watching the first World Cup game in a little pub off of Bayswater... Today, I sit here in Draper, Utah (which I am grateful for and love) with an earache.&amp;nbsp; Even without the earache, I think I'd be inclined to choose London and football... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, there are some past and rather present little moments of subconscious &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;word-play&lt;/span&gt; for your reading enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Get your yam on!"&lt;/b&gt; - Lindsey W.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want to name my little boy Liam." &lt;/i&gt;- Lindsey Syb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Lamb?!"&lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Everyone else here made my blog... Luz, I'm waiting on you." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a group of us were talking about when we were little, and how we use to play Power Rangers on the playground.&amp;nbsp; The girls there said they all use to fight over being Amy Jo Johnson.&amp;nbsp; Kate then asks, &lt;i&gt;"Who is she?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; We all responded by gasping with shock and loudly stating, &lt;i&gt;"The Pink Power Ranger!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"There's some cop-porn... POPCORN!" &lt;/b&gt;- Spencer... It was an honest to goondess mistake that was HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You just swore."&lt;/i&gt; - Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Porn is not a swear word."&lt;/i&gt; - Bekah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of swearing, Candace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hell &amp;amp; Damn.&amp;nbsp; I love those two!" &lt;/b&gt;- Candace (HAHAHAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is this a pretzel?!&amp;nbsp; It's round...?"&lt;/i&gt; - Luz, while we were eating pretzel M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some of the ladies were trying to teach me some Spanish words and I accidentally swore in Spanish... Oops! &lt;b&gt;"Punto verses puto... Eek!&amp;nbsp; This is the best Spanish class ever!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I love canoodling."&lt;/i&gt; - Lindsey Syb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sporking?&amp;nbsp; That WOULD be better!" &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Woman, I have fire." &lt;/i&gt;- Lindsey Syb. (Regarding her bonefire pit...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"... Cerebral Intellect." &lt;/b&gt;- Uncle Danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's what I have!!!" &lt;/b&gt;- My Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sponsor me!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (Does anyone from that convo remember WHY this was funny!? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Linze, inappropriate." &lt;/b&gt;- Luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Really, Luz?&amp;nbsp; Because I wanted to discuss your love-life on my blog."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I need an appointment with the Bishop... I'll just text Spencer and tell him to get me an appointment with the B Word."&lt;/i&gt; - Lindsey Syb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's a womance."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze to Michelle (Hahaha!&amp;nbsp; There are SO many Bromances, why not a womance?!&amp;nbsp; Haha...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I thought you said, 'Are you a member?'" &lt;/i&gt;- A random girl in church said this to me after I asked her if her name was Amber and she misheard me... Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was really quite entertaining.&amp;nbsp; I mean, who asks that to a girl who JUST walked in and sat down?&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Apparently, she thought I would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My last moving violation was during the Nixon Administration..." &lt;/b&gt;- Uncle Danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eliza were sitting outside on the swings, playing "Both Our Taste-buds Like..," when I made a joke and said that both our taste-buds liked broken glass, to which she replied,&lt;i&gt; "Oh, Linze. You crack me up!" &lt;/i&gt;shaking her head and patting my knee in a very adult way... She's three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Now, smell the flower and say&lt;/b&gt; (in a British accent)&lt;b&gt;, 'How Lovely!'"&lt;/b&gt; - Eliza (She likes to tell me what to do or say... a lot. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;""We all just applauded for The Bachelorette."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I did NOT applaud." &lt;/i&gt;- Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Me neither."&lt;/i&gt; - Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I think I did cause Linze did..."&lt;/i&gt; - Bekah&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes later... Bekah applauds again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That time you applauded on your own."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yea, well.... I did."&lt;/i&gt; - Bekah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We are all going to look bomb when were resurrected."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze, after discussing all our scars and how they'll be gone from our resurrected bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I use to do a lot crazier things in a car."&lt;/i&gt; - Nicole L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When are you going to become a member of the Bang Club!?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze, meaning when are you cutting your hair and getting bangs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Someone said cervix! Someone really did!" &lt;/i&gt;- Bryce - The ladies were talking about having children, as one of the girls at the party had just had a baby a short while ago, and he overheard her says something about the cervix and &lt;i&gt;freaked out&lt;/i&gt; - no joke.&amp;nbsp; Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I love inflation.&amp;nbsp; Also, can we please have less jobs so that I can keep struggling to find one?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze, rather sarcastically stated... and sidenote, I have a job now. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I just wanna get to second base... at least first, but second would be nice." &lt;/i&gt;- Ian (talking about kickball)&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;What?!&lt;/i&gt;" - Linze, walking into the chapel and hearing this out of context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kickball!"&lt;/i&gt; - Amber, Kortni, and Karin together&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what would you have thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"This relationship is toxic, obviously, and not the Britney Spears toxic... The bad kind of toxic." &lt;/b&gt;- Harvard Sailing Team, which comes from the video below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FukzyfIqYf8" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to finish off, here is a quote that's not really humorous, but I thoroughly enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Worrying does not empty tomorrow of it's trouble, it empties today of it's strength." - Plato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks, Plato.&amp;nbsp; I needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; "Steal Your Heart" &lt;/b&gt;by &lt;b&gt;Augustana&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; They were in SLC recently, and I wish I had know how great they are... I just bought their entire new CD this past weekend... Love them. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n_X8H4G5ACs" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-4356007901197887935?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/4356007901197887935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=4356007901197887935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4356007901197887935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/4356007901197887935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/past-and-present.html' title='Past and Present Quips'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FukzyfIqYf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-5414915572700435187</id><published>2011-06-07T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:08:12.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>Linze &amp; Kate - Our Web-Show: "Perfect"</title><content type='html'>I have wanted to blog SO much lately, and I haven't had time... Aak! (In the words of Liz Lemon/Cathy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to hold you (or, actually myself) over, here is the most recent WebShow song from Kate and me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;We chose to sing Pink's song "Perfect!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lHti-0y5-A8" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting to get the hang of it - the color and quality are much better than last week, but sound was stronger last week.&amp;nbsp; I got a new video editor and just have to learn how things work on there.&amp;nbsp; It's great actually, because I was still using Windows Movie Maker... Thanks, EFY.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Next show, it'll be even better I'm sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day is the link ABOVE! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-5414915572700435187?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/5414915572700435187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=5414915572700435187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5414915572700435187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/5414915572700435187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/linze-kate-our-web-show-perfect.html' title='Linze &amp; Kate - Our Web-Show: &quot;Perfect&quot;'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lHti-0y5-A8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-6897833017559461140</id><published>2011-06-05T02:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:08:40.905-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV and Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Hunger Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;My name is Linze Struiksma.&amp;nbsp; I am twenty-five years old.&amp;nbsp; My home is in Utah.&amp;nbsp; I was at BYU.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;strike&gt;escaped&lt;/strike&gt; graduated.&amp;nbsp; My favorite color is yellow and I have two webbed toes.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Today, I finished&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hunger Games series.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have NOT read these books and are planning to (which you should, because they're amazing!), I give you fair warning that &lt;b&gt;this entry &lt;strike&gt;may&lt;/strike&gt; does included some &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;spoilers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;- some minimal and some sufficient.&amp;nbsp; Once read, there is no turning back... You're brain can't erase the words on the screen, so choose wisely.&amp;nbsp; Also, this entry MIGHT make me look a bit over-analytical and nerdy... I embrace it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I gave you fair warning... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will choose to begin where it ended, and circle back around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of moments, a few final chapters, all of the thoughts and emotions I was feeling throughout this series were wrapped up into a little package with a feeling on finality attached.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't always happen in the conclusion of a series, but I think that this particular one articulated what was needed by the reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers to all of my questions regarding Katniss and who she really is past the war zone arenas were revealed/confirmed.&amp;nbsp; All my thoughts about not only the dictatorship of The Capitol, but also District 13 and their duly fascist approach to maintaining life, were voiced.&amp;nbsp; My feelings about Katniss and her need to truly break before being rebuilt was made manifest. The "love-triangle" between her Peeta and Gale was, in my eyes, resolved... and the feelings that I had about each of those individuals need for the other was pronounced so perfectly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;They were feelings that I had felt all along, but couldn't justify feeling until the ending of the book.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give each "player" a chance to win me over... &lt;b&gt;I wanted to see each side of the issue&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps, just as the governments turned out to be created, neither would be right.&amp;nbsp; However, I didn't see that... I saw a clear-cut choice for (and by) Katniss inside of my mind, developing and mostly staying the same with each book.&amp;nbsp; However, comments of friends about one or the other man jarred me a bit while reading the series, and had me looking back to analyze the intent behind actions of each character... It was kind of cool to re-read sections with that mind set, and equally with that analytical take regarding government and human agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First, the love triangle.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; [For those who haven't read the book, this part will probably appear confusing and moving onto my sections regarding political and social themes might be better - or equally boring?]&amp;nbsp; You do not have to agree with me on my take... just know that if you don't, you're wrong.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; No, really... I can see the points others make to a certain extent, but nonetheless, I don't agree.&amp;nbsp; That being said, &lt;b&gt;I was content and comfortable with Katniss and Peeta's ending together - happy even.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;I don't think that there was necessarily a "right answer" between the two of them, but I think her choice was valid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some can argue that there was no choice - that the two were forced together through the games and the government/media.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;In the ending of the series, they didn't have to choose to be together... &lt;/b&gt;She could have gone after Gale, written him, and been with him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;She made a choice, and it was because love had started to form prior to the ending of the series.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Gale made a choice too.&amp;nbsp; He made a choice to stay away, believing that would be best for her and what she wanted.&amp;nbsp; Peeta also made a choice.&amp;nbsp; He chose to be there, and to make an effort to take care of her again.&amp;nbsp; I believe both choices were made out of love for Katniss, but ultimately one choice landed two individuals together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have heard four or five of my friends say that they believe Peeta is manipulative... The thing that strikes me as odd is that I see KATNISS as manipulative.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I mean, her strategy to win the games comes from pretending to love someone in order to gain favor from her mentor and sponsors - someone who was merely being honest about his feelings.&amp;nbsp; He had no idea she wasn't doing the same.&amp;nbsp; Also, take to heart the fact that after Peeta finds out Katniss does not in reality love him back (after truly believing she did), he must still allow her to play pretend.&amp;nbsp; We are not all built to be actors and actresses to that extent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is forced through media and an image to maintain a closeness with her - emotionally and physically.&amp;nbsp; Think about it - this is a SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD BOY!&amp;nbsp; Imagine the thoughts going through that head.&amp;nbsp; Add to that, the girl he is in love with holding his hand, kissing on him, and displaying an emotional response to him in public... Then inviting him to sleep with her (even if no sex was involved) in the nights.&amp;nbsp; Words spill out and honesty is released from the "love stricken" teenage boy, while it remains a vague concept coming from girl.&amp;nbsp; I would be so emotionally distraught and thinking, "Well, if she's asking me to do emotional, personal, and physical things off camera with her, perhaps I just need to try harder... perhaps I just need to keep letting her know how I feel and she'll see she could feel the same way too."&amp;nbsp; Except, I would be talking about a boy - keepin' it real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might all sounds crazy, but when someone is throwin' out signs, then you state how you feel about the person and they say, "Oh, you're just my friends - I'm not sure I feel that way about you...," are you not perplexed?&amp;nbsp; I would be.&amp;nbsp; I have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doggin' on Katniss - that's not my intention - I just don't get the bad rap Peeta gets from people.&amp;nbsp; I think it all comes down to agency and the fact that both Gale are different people, with different things to offer, and she loves them both for different reasons... &lt;b&gt;Circumstances guide her to each at a different time, and ultimately, a choice is made.&amp;nbsp; It's not wrong for her... even if it's not right -for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fear of dragging this entry on and on, I will make this next assessment brief.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Who is more brave: Gale or Peeta?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;They're both brave - and equally yoked in this aspect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Again, they just exhibit there bravery differently.&amp;nbsp; Example:&amp;nbsp; Gale is more of the "get in your face, stand up for what you believe in man," while Peeta is more of the "talk about it, straighten it out through words man."&amp;nbsp; Neither is right, but handles situations where lies their strengths.&amp;nbsp; To me, Peeta truly fought by saving Katniss, because he knew who she could become.&amp;nbsp; No pun intended, but he saw the fire in her before it was burning.&amp;nbsp; He knew that most powerful thing for the rebellion would be for her to be there to lead people... and he loved her.&amp;nbsp; Love is beyond powerful, especially when everything The Capitol was breeding spawned from hate and insecurity.&amp;nbsp; Cheesy?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; True?&amp;nbsp; I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I liked the way Katniss put in the end of the book, "That what I need to survive is not Gale's  fire, kindled with rage and hatred.&amp;nbsp; I have plenty of fire myself."&amp;nbsp; I'm not gonna lie - I'm probably a mix of both... but I am all about  handling situations with the least (or no) amount of violence as  possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I think it's interesting that Gale says to Peeta that Katniss with choose that which she can't survive without, and how stung she is by that assumption, yet that's that she does...&amp;nbsp; I think love is a part of surviving too, though, and she realizes that with her understanding of her feelings for each individual.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moving on, I have to take a moment to discuss the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;themes&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suzanne_Collins"&gt; Suzanne Collins&lt;/a&gt;' (author) work.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; For those who have read the books, you can completely see the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;anti-war &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;themes within the book.&amp;nbsp; You can see themes relating to&lt;b&gt; power and the use of power within the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You realize how controlled the people of the districts and The Capitol are by the government, but also by District 13 and their leadership.&amp;nbsp; Daily schedules tattooed to their arms, limits on where they can go or what they can eat, and extreme forms of punishment for mild infractions... Killing children in order to gain power (by both Snow and Coin)?&amp;nbsp; It reminded me slightly of &lt;i&gt;1984&lt;/i&gt;, which is one of my favorite books.&amp;nbsp; She also touches on &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;social issues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - bulimia, plastic surgery, skin color, the importance of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;economic status&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&amp;nbsp; She begs the question: what is beauty, and how to obtain the right look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their &lt;b&gt;society is driven my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;violence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, to the extent that those in the capitol enjoy the Hunger Games and watching children die... until it is their own children and they realize the reality behind the games.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I think that's a problem in our society today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Obviously we are overridden with violence in films, music, television, games, books, but it's more that we find enjoyment in it... because it's fake, right?&amp;nbsp; When reality kicks us in the gut and something really DOES happen to kill those close to us, we lash out at the media, claiming it's their fault.&amp;nbsp; However, are we not asking for it to some extent?&amp;nbsp; I think we are...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;media&lt;/span&gt; is ever-present in each book... &lt;/b&gt;When something bad happens, it is filmed and tweaked.&amp;nbsp; When something good happens, it is filmed and tweaked.&amp;nbsp; The media presents things in the manner they wish them to be seen, and makes each "tribute" in the games sustain a particular image... Even Katniss finds herself acting a certain way (holding back emotion, or showing it) when in the games because she knows she is on camera, and must be what the viewers wish in order to receive sponsor's favor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;We do this today as well... &lt;/b&gt;We dress, dance, talk, walk, act like those who are portrayed to us as "cool" or "beautiful."&amp;nbsp; Even when we overcome to an extent our insecurities, and embrace who we really want to be/are, we still emulate who media tells us to emulate... We still ask media to "keep it comin'!" and hope to catch a glimpse of someone from a movie or a show on a magazine, commerical (propos?), or (gasp!) in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a vicious cycle...&lt;/b&gt; but I admit one I'm a part of each week -watching the Bachelorette or American Idol and gossiping about who on TV reality shows are "hot-or-not."&amp;nbsp; I'm not ashamed - I DO enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; However, some people... a lot of people, let it consume who they want to become.&amp;nbsp; I'm not talking about "dreaming big," because I'm all for that!&amp;nbsp; I'm talking about people who says, "Ashley is SO pretty and has the BEST legs!&amp;nbsp; I need to have those legs."&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; No, you don't... Media tells you that's hot, but what you are can be considered that too, if you allow yourself to look past the raging signs telling you what to become.&amp;nbsp; How can you do that when media is ALWAYS right there telling you what to do next, or what to believe in?&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;How can you do that when everything that you do, every move you make, is made for someone else? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Hunger Games media tells people to dye their skin, to celebrate violence, to obey the oppressor, or to the fight the oppressor... It tells you what to believe, and gives you little option to form your own opinion because it's busy shoving it's opinions down your throat - just like many of today's forms of media.&amp;nbsp; I say this as a woman who wants to be a part of the industry, too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - I am a nerd... This is getting FOREVER long!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; If you're still reading, you deserve a cookie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing (though, I might think of more, to be honest - Haha!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a crier - you all know this.&amp;nbsp; However, did I cry when reading the final book?&amp;nbsp; Laugh all you want (Ken!), but yes... Yes, &lt;b&gt;I did &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I get emotional with books, movies, and babies for some reason.&amp;nbsp; Eh.&amp;nbsp; Now, you pose the question: where did you cry, Linze?&amp;nbsp; Let's just say not in the "traditional" spots of the book.&amp;nbsp; Well, perhaps the second time I cried (yes, I cried twice...) was legit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;I cried when the ending was wrapping up and you found out that Katniss had children&lt;/b&gt; - see, this was books AND babies... a double wammy for me, which is so unfair.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The first time I cried...?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Nope, not when Prim died, and not when Peeta calls Katniss a mutt (though I did choke up a bit).&amp;nbsp; When all the tributes left in the end (6) are to vote for if they should have another Hunger Games using The Capitols children in order to even out the deaths they caused over the years to the district's children, I cried at Katniss's response.&amp;nbsp; She thinks, "Nothing has changed.&amp;nbsp; Nothing will ever change," and yet still responds, &lt;b&gt;"I vote yes... for Prim."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The thing they had been fighting against, they were about to let happen again... I know rebellion was about more than the games, but &lt;b&gt;they were about to endorse and support the sicklycle cycle that began the rebellion in the first place, and I literally felt sick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just a book... but&lt;b&gt; books are never really just books for me.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; They're often an escape - and I get invested in the characters.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want Katniss to defile what she was striving for because of revenge of resignation to defeat.&amp;nbsp; I wanted her to take this most poignant moment to fight back.&amp;nbsp; I think she really changes when she chooses to shoot Coin, but at first I was so nervous that the cycle was beginning again... and&lt;b&gt; I wanted her to &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; win the war&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the end, through her ability to marry and bring children into the world, I think that is exactly what she does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;I had a friend show me this song the other day when driving home and I felt instantly in love... It's beautiful, and it's called &lt;b&gt;"Paperweight"&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Josh Radin and Schuyler Fisk&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vb0kb7NSwKo" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-6897833017559461140?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/6897833017559461140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=6897833017559461140&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6897833017559461140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/6897833017559461140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/06/hunger-games.html' title='The Hunger Games'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vb0kb7NSwKo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1447242906033137963</id><published>2011-05-30T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:08:12.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing and Music'/><title type='text'>Linze &amp; Kate - Our First Web-Show!</title><content type='html'>Kate and I thought it might be a good idea to start a musical web-show... I feel like for the first one, working out the kinks of location, sound volumes, camera usage, etc. (and realizing how long it will actually take to create the show each week), we're pretty happy with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eaIlEpsh-tY" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she FABULOUS?!&amp;nbsp; I know... I'm lucky she'll sing with me.&lt;br /&gt;(Blooper Reel to come...)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we did the first one, I'm ready to loosin' it up a little bit and work it a bit more. Song suggestions?&amp;nbsp; I know you got em'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; On days I post our web-show THAT is the song of the day - pretty good choice, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1447242906033137963?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1447242906033137963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1447242906033137963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1447242906033137963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1447242906033137963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/linze-kate-our-first-web-show.html' title='Linze &amp; Kate - Our First Web-Show!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eaIlEpsh-tY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-75556357339734074</id><published>2011-05-29T03:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:08:57.793-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Next Time It'll Be More Than Quotes,,, Maybe.</title><content type='html'>I promise that I am going to write in my blog about things OTHER than &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;funny quotes&lt;/span&gt; said by family and friends...&amp;nbsp; but for now, that will have to suffice... I know you don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start with quotes from my&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; family &lt;/span&gt;members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How dysfunctional are we?!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I discovered that I'm 5 years old inside..."&lt;/b&gt; - Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When I was at the mall... we all jumped on and rode the mini-train!"&lt;/i&gt; - Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The mini train? Like.... the mini bus!" &lt;/i&gt;- Linze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why seven candles?" &lt;/b&gt;- Mike, regarding his birthday cake (He's turning 31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Seven times five is thirty, plus one for luck!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Seven times five is thirty-five, Linze."&lt;/b&gt; - Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;".......Damn." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know - You wished for that job at Apple!"&lt;/i&gt; - Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I went a step further.&amp;nbsp; I wished that I'd get everything Apple I want by the end of the year..."&lt;/i&gt; - Mike&lt;br /&gt;To this, my mother hands Mike an apple and starts laughing at her own joke.... It took us awhile for it to sink in... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Oh!&amp;nbsp; I get a graduation gift in two years... I'm pre-maturely excited!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You get what I did when I graduated." &lt;/b&gt;- Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Debt?..." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Did you notice the decorations? We keep it classy..." &lt;/i&gt;- Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Keepin' it classy with the plastic table cloth and Curious George cake." &lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hey.&amp;nbsp; It's better than Barbie's cake..."&lt;/i&gt; - Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm in shock!&amp;nbsp; I have a blanket!"&lt;/b&gt; - Sherlock Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that last one was from a movie/show... but it was good.&amp;nbsp; Now onward I write, recording the quotes that made the blog this week from my amazing&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"She can't dress like that!&amp;nbsp; Teachers wear sweaters..." &lt;/b&gt;- Spencer (said around a BUNCH of teachers... imagine THOSE stern "teacher looks" he received...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You wouldn't wear a topless dress..." &lt;/i&gt;- Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Dear Spencer, That would be a skirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sing over the damn..."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Actually, we could just have Spencer say it!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (Regarding the swearing in the song we're doing for the web-show Kate and I will be creating tomorrow...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lady Gaga is gonna die on national television!.... And I have it TiVoed!!!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanna sing like that in church (meaning, Lady Gaga style...) - BE STILL!!!!!!"&lt;/i&gt; - Spencer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I wish I had someone to cuddle with.&amp;nbsp; It's a cuddle night..."&lt;/b&gt; - Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well, I'm not a boy..."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I want you do do this... *nuzzles me*"&lt;/b&gt; - Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I thought you were allergic to cats."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'd wanna date you just for that comment... Well, not date you because you're a girl, but if I were a boy..."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Spooning is not always comfortable..."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If my boyfriend's leg glowed... Mmm Mmm."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (watching &lt;i&gt;I Am Number Four&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I like it when my movies are enhanced."&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I like it when lots of things are enhanced."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's what happens when I score."&lt;/i&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;(You're in here a LOT this week, buddy... HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prep - Spencer was telling about his quote from last week were he said he loved black people and had a black car to prove it.&amp;nbsp; We were at Cheesecake Factory and talking kinda loud, so we all looked around to make sure we weren't going to offend someone.&amp;nbsp; I just blurted out, &lt;b&gt;"You don't have to look - there are no black people here.&amp;nbsp; It's Utah."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oddly enough, there was one guy the next table over... I miss diversity.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; No really.&amp;nbsp; I miss it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We were talking about when a couple messes around before marriage and goes in to see the bishop, and then he hands them the dolls..."&lt;/i&gt; - Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He does that?!"&lt;/i&gt; - Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No!"&lt;/i&gt; - Everyone - haha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"They don't bend that way..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;- Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You don't know who Tupac is?!&amp;nbsp; You need to go home and research that, kids..."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze (to my middle school kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Maybe we shouldn't tell them to research Tupac..."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A parent whispering to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kids, don't look up Tupac - he's dead." &lt;/i&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We were wondering, what's a virgin Sex on the Beach?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;After a long pause, &lt;b&gt;"What is it?"&lt;/b&gt; - Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No, I'm really asking..." &lt;/b&gt;- Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We were waiting for a punch line."&lt;/b&gt; - Tottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's a Virgin on Beach!"&lt;/i&gt; - Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That sounds lonely..." &lt;/i&gt;- Jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND, MY FAVORITE ONE???:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The one time I swore, I told my ex to go to hell because I wanted to go to heaven and didn't ever want to see him again.&amp;nbsp; So, I literally meant it when I told him, 'Go to Hell!'..."&lt;/b&gt; - Jeanette (SO classic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have some of the best friends and THE best family in the world... Love it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Shout-out to&lt;b&gt; Spencer's mom (Lola/Lisa)&lt;/b&gt; - I have heard three great stories from you in this week alone, that deserve to be recorded AND shared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Get a blog.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now.&amp;nbsp; PLEASE. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I discovered this song on a fan-made Hunger Games video - haha!&amp;nbsp; I feel legit though because it was the one my student (Savanna Kylie) used it as a pre-audition video... (I'm almost done with the second book!!!) Here is &lt;b&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"Iridescent."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It's really a beautiful song... LOVE.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/267Dk6lehFc" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a copy of the &lt;b&gt;HG video&lt;/b&gt; I was talking about too, in case you wanna see (this is NOT from the real movie or actors): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z_jw3z68TW0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-75556357339734074?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/75556357339734074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=75556357339734074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/75556357339734074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/75556357339734074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/next-time-itll-be-more-than-quotes.html' title='Next Time It&apos;ll Be More Than Quotes,,, Maybe.'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/267Dk6lehFc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-7640755716160469978</id><published>2011-05-23T00:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:09:03.807-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>A Penny for Your Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite part of studying language and English in school was coming across little nuggets of gold within the writing.&amp;nbsp; In other words, sometimes you have to scrap away a bunch of crap from the surface to find the substance beneath all the words that get in the way.&amp;nbsp; Then, there are moments when you find a phrase of specific statement from a speech, book, song, conversation, and it changes you.&amp;nbsp; You grow from that simple set of words.&amp;nbsp; You laugh.&amp;nbsp; You think.... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few favorites:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Experience is what you get when you don’t get what you wanted!" &lt;/i&gt;– Randy Pausch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The  past is to be learned from but not lived in. We look back to claim the  embers from glowing experiences but not the ashes."&lt;/b&gt; - Jeffery R. Holland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let me die the moment my love dies.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not outlive my own capacity to love.&lt;br /&gt;Let me die still loving, and so, never die..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Metamorphoses, by: OVID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You shouldn't be the substitute for anybody..."&lt;/b&gt; - Elizabethtown&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;(This is my favorite movie - Hands down.&amp;nbsp; I need to watch it again, and soon - I mean "this week" soon.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It's said when the main girl is talking about how she's a "substitute/fill-in girl for her boyfriend, and the main boy says this, then kisses her.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty epic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never make someone a priority in your life when you're merely an option in theirs'... &lt;/i&gt;- NO IDEA (but I love it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never give up what you want most for what you want at the moment... &lt;/b&gt;- GA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ever notice how 'What the hell' is always the right answer?"&lt;/i&gt; - Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...Us  Virginia girls, we have fire and ice in our blood. We can ride horses,  be a debutante, throw left hooks, and all the while making sweet tea,  darlin'.  And if we have an opinion, you know you're gonna hear it."&lt;/b&gt;  -  Ashley Judd&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I am a quote lover.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; When I was in HS &lt;b&gt;I painted my entire room BRIGHT yellow&lt;/b&gt; (like, "Can you sleep at night in there?!" yellow) &lt;b&gt;and used magic makers to write quotes all over the walls&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Friends were to sign the ceiling and then could write a quote anywhere around the room, so long as it was appropriate.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; It was a really cool room - I think all my friends would agree and most could not believe my parents were okay with it.&amp;nbsp; Truth is, I MIGHT have left out the idea to have my write on the walls when I told them I was painting/re-doing my room... just maybe.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (They really were chill with it - I have bomb parents.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to quotes, here are a few&lt;b&gt; lyrical treasures found in conversations with friends this week&lt;/b&gt;... No disclaimer this time.&amp;nbsp; You know the drill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't think I could make a sandwich out of myself... Yuck.&amp;nbsp; I can dunk my head between my legs though!" &lt;/b&gt;- Eliza&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sung to the Tune of Ke$ha's song 'Blow,': &lt;i&gt;"Go insane! Go insane! Throw some piggies, make it rain!" - &lt;/i&gt;Eliza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Well, I should probably go wash my body and stuff..." &lt;/b&gt;- Mary&amp;nbsp; (You're officially on the WWW, girl!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You have to pay for that." - &lt;/i&gt;Me to Bekah when walking out of 7/11 - I thought she was just walkin' out!&amp;nbsp; Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Where's the road!?"&lt;/b&gt; - Hailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell are you doing, Hailey?!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Linze!" &lt;/b&gt;- Bekah (in regards to my language)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What? I was nervous for my life!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I say hell too!&amp;nbsp; Oh, $h*%!&amp;nbsp; I win..." &lt;/b&gt;- Hailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He told me he had a hole in his crotch... It made me like him even more."&lt;/i&gt; - Bekah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I wish I was being raptured.&amp;nbsp; I could avoid paying taxes.&amp;nbsp; Screw the government... I'm going to Heaven, or rouge." -&lt;/b&gt; Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have to pay 40%!&amp;nbsp; I know math..." &lt;/i&gt;-Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's 25%"&lt;/i&gt; - My Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I was getting there..."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What's the NRS?&amp;nbsp; The National Rifle Society?"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze (I KNOW what the NRA is...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't you pay taxes?!" &lt;/b&gt;- Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No.&amp;nbsp; That's what we're discussing!" &lt;/b&gt;- Linze (Hahaha... I DO pay taxes - and hate that it's half my paycheck.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now you're gonna be a right-winged conservative..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;- My Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm gonna become a tea-partier!"&lt;/i&gt; - Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'd rather you be raptured."&lt;/i&gt; - My Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Go be raptured in your own room!"&lt;/b&gt; - My Dad after I started singing a made-up song about ascension to heaven..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I use to shoot back like three a day!" &lt;/i&gt;- Linze (referring to Diet Cokes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"See, I never use to drink in college..."&lt;/i&gt; - Amber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I wouldn't want to be black... Wait, that came out wrong.&amp;nbsp; I love black people - Look, my car's black!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&amp;nbsp; (He really wasn't being discriminatory - words just came out a bit jumbled - haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I Wuv Wemon Dwops..." &lt;/i&gt;- Spencer, after putting &lt;strike&gt;16 &lt;/strike&gt;17 lemon drops into his mouth on &lt;strike&gt;a dare&lt;/strike&gt; his own free will...&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Sidenote:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; This was HILARIOUS!&amp;nbsp; He cheeks were HUGE and we were all dying laughing when he nonchalantly kept putting them into his mouth.&amp;nbsp; CLASSIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Just put it in your pants..."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze (referring to Spencer needing to put his hand into his pants POCKETS so he's stop itching his eyes form cat allergies...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If I were in the Hunger Games right now, I'd have my bow and arrow, and be twirling a lot."&lt;/i&gt; - Linze, while twirling against a wall and rolling on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I started &lt;b&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/b&gt; series this weekend in attempt to support &lt;b&gt;a student my mom and I have had that &lt;strike&gt;is in them (she's playing Rue)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;got called to audition for Prim in LA and barely didn't get it&lt;/b&gt;, and know the story before the movie comes out next year.&amp;nbsp; So, I started the first apprehensively, was a chapter in and felt unsure, read another chapter and was HOOKED!&amp;nbsp; They are phenomenal... I mean, genuinely well-written, deep and though-provoking books with intense symbolism and themes.&amp;nbsp; I really like them so far... I'm on the second one now! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Both our taste-buds like... cheese!"&lt;/b&gt; - Eliza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Both our taste-buds like... chocolate!"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Linze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Both our taste-buds like... CHAIRS!" &lt;/b&gt;- Eliza, followed by insane amounts of laughter and her asking to check out my taste-buds about 12 times... so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; I love quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am currently in love with this song... I listened to it about 18 times today.&amp;nbsp; My mother is not a fan because it's too sad, but I can't stop listening to it!&amp;nbsp; Here is &lt;b&gt;The Band Perry&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;"If I Die Young."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7NJqUN9TClM" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-7640755716160469978?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/7640755716160469978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=7640755716160469978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7640755716160469978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7640755716160469978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/penny-for-your-thoughts.html' title='A Penny for Your Thoughts...'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7NJqUN9TClM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-7048242202213063686</id><published>2011-05-19T01:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T01:08:29.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanny Diaries... AGAIN?!</title><content type='html'>After months of not having a full-time, real job... The moment has arrived.&amp;nbsp; Last week on Thursday, I interviewed for a &lt;b&gt;MWF nanny position&lt;/b&gt; with a family a bit north of where I live.&amp;nbsp; It was kind of touch-and-go the last few weeks with getting in touch with the mother, and I honestly was about to take my information off of the nanny website I subscribed to in job desperation.&amp;nbsp; I would say, "I should have signed up sooner," but had I done so I wouldn't be with this particular family that found me.&amp;nbsp; Yep - they found me, asked me to come interview, and we all loved each other from the get-go.&amp;nbsp; In a matter of two days, the mother had gone through all of my references and called to offer me the job starting this week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have a job &lt;/span&gt;and one that I am OVER THE MOON about having!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am now the proud nanny of little &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Miss Eliza&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4T583bTpiJg/TdS-fSna8KI/AAAAAAAACdo/qyvnt4eAqU4/s1600/P5180164.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4T583bTpiJg/TdS-fSna8KI/AAAAAAAACdo/qyvnt4eAqU4/s400/P5180164.JPG" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is she not the most adorable little three year-old of your life?&amp;nbsp; I know.&amp;nbsp; Not only that, but she really is so well-behaved and mild-mannered.&amp;nbsp; Jealous?&amp;nbsp; I know. She has LOTS of energy, but she's not excessively loud or crazy with it... It's perfect.&amp;nbsp; I recognize that I have only been with her for two days and I WILL see other sides to her, but she really is fantastic.&amp;nbsp; I already love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I am watching this week's &lt;b&gt;Modern Family&lt;/b&gt; while I type... This week's intro was enough for me, but I get more than that?!&amp;nbsp; Score.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's an ideal situation also, because of the logistics of the job.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;The nanny job that I had in Germany was hands-down one of the best decisions of my life and one of the best times of my life.&amp;nbsp; I love those boys with every ounce of my heart, still to this day.&amp;nbsp; However, after my experience there I came to a realization that there are certain things I need if I am going to play the nanny role for a family.&amp;nbsp; Namely, a "live-out" situation and specific boundaries drawn within responsibilities and expectations.&amp;nbsp; This job seems to offer these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got paid to play &lt;b&gt;pretend beach day&lt;/b&gt;, go the the&lt;b&gt; aquarium&lt;/b&gt; (where  my bestie, Sam, was on account of her 2nd grade class having a field  trip there - random!) for a few hours, &lt;b&gt;color&lt;/b&gt; fairies, &lt;b&gt;read&lt;/b&gt; children's books,  &lt;b&gt;play hide-and-seek&lt;/b&gt;, have three &lt;b&gt;"dance parties,"&lt;/b&gt; and get a bunch of &lt;b&gt;hugs&lt;/b&gt; -  &lt;b&gt;I am a lucky woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Additionally, the "little one quotes" will be returning to this blog!&amp;nbsp; Get excited... &lt;b&gt;I know my quotes of random brain-lapse can be entertaining, but they are nothing compared to the things said "out of the mouth of babes."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It's about to get CLASSIC up on here.&amp;nbsp; Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--r3woJbCBuU/TdS_aC8Aq5I/AAAAAAAACd4/1t9DkgkJAy0/s1600/P5180200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--r3woJbCBuU/TdS_aC8Aq5I/AAAAAAAACd4/1t9DkgkJAy0/s320/P5180200.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neon Frogs?&amp;nbsp; LOVE IT.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNO3HPA0IKA/TdS_O0kKEdI/AAAAAAAACdw/ND3NUrhYUTg/s1600/P5180210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNO3HPA0IKA/TdS_O0kKEdI/AAAAAAAACdw/ND3NUrhYUTg/s320/P5180210.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was teaching Eliza how to take pictures - haha! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPu27N1aES8/TdS_TpRgegI/AAAAAAAACd0/vcJtTUFwOqM/s1600/P5180172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPu27N1aES8/TdS_TpRgegI/AAAAAAAACd0/vcJtTUFwOqM/s320/P5180172.JPG" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They should have one of these on every playground - I &lt;strike&gt;have&lt;/strike&gt; would play&lt;strike&gt;ed&lt;/strike&gt; on it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VGBlMnN1FU/TdS_hrQ42CI/AAAAAAAACd8/JFrxwlLzhOI/s1600/P5180179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VGBlMnN1FU/TdS_hrQ42CI/AAAAAAAACd8/JFrxwlLzhOI/s320/P5180179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought the jellyfish there (Sandy Aquarium) were AMAZING!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usksLyoulRw/TdS_qmgFOsI/AAAAAAAACeA/lWYmUkhXgIk/s1600/P5180186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usksLyoulRw/TdS_qmgFOsI/AAAAAAAACeA/lWYmUkhXgIk/s320/P5180186.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QX9KFFg35g/TdS_u9Vk2jI/AAAAAAAACeE/xxmU2aOVyvs/s1600/P5180206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QX9KFFg35g/TdS_u9Vk2jI/AAAAAAAACeE/xxmU2aOVyvs/s320/P5180206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kwH8WhL-PI/TdS_MHQ0CDI/AAAAAAAACds/BLzNwq7eBhk/s1600/P5180160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kwH8WhL-PI/TdS_MHQ0CDI/AAAAAAAACds/BLzNwq7eBhk/s320/P5180160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Eliza!&amp;nbsp; What a cutie...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;One other thought... &lt;b&gt;It's amazing how things work out WHEN they need to because of HOW they need to.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am completely impressed with Heavenly Father's hand in my life.&amp;nbsp; Just piecing things together for a moment of perspective - If I had gotten one of the jobs I wanted right after getting back from Europe (almost five months ago now), I would not have spent a lot of time subbing and realized the passion I have for education.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;My dreams changed a bit as of late, and I'm okay with that.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Upon realizing this, I applied to Grad School and will start in the Fall... not the plan at ALL before, but I like it now - a LOT.&amp;nbsp; On top of that, if I had gotten another job I would not have put my name upon on the nanny site and found this job, where the boss is willing to work with my schedule (not only now, but come Fall with the start of school) and give me the time I need to also focus on my education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just all feels so RIGHT, and &lt;b&gt;I finally feel comfort in what I've decided to do with my life for now&lt;/b&gt;... It's all falling together in the moment where it would allow &lt;i&gt;multiple &lt;/i&gt;stars to align.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Hit up the temple tonight for ward temple night &lt;/b&gt;(on a whim, nonetheless) &lt;b&gt;and was the ONLY one in the baptistery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; It was kinda sad others weren't there, but kind of nice... I wasn't there for anyone in my ward, and the reasons that I was there were all met.&amp;nbsp; It was a unique experience because I was literally only there with temple workers, who kept asking where mt friends were.&amp;nbsp; I responded, "Upstairs," which made them all smile.&amp;nbsp; Haha... It was nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I have to give another shout-out to the group &lt;b&gt;Parachute&lt;/b&gt;, as their newest CD (#2 on ITunes!) came out yesterday!&amp;nbsp; They have a free concert here on Jun 23rd put on my Fight the New Drug, and I'm SO excited!&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen them since they were "Sparky's Flaw."&amp;nbsp; Here is one of their newest songs from the album, &lt;b&gt;"What I Know&lt;/b&gt;."&amp;nbsp; It's AMAZING!&amp;nbsp; Love them... ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9kq9aROOVSs" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-7048242202213063686?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/7048242202213063686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=7048242202213063686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7048242202213063686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/7048242202213063686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/nanny-diaries-again.html' title='Nanny Diaries... AGAIN?!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4T583bTpiJg/TdS-fSna8KI/AAAAAAAACdo/qyvnt4eAqU4/s72-c/P5180164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1109829022393631199</id><published>2011-05-15T20:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:09:21.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Meet the Queen of Awkward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am the queen of awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AZamoCyO1I/TdCOOFWbahI/AAAAAAAACdg/Go75S_2_l-8/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AZamoCyO1I/TdCOOFWbahI/AAAAAAAACdg/Go75S_2_l-8/s400/glasses.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you &lt;i&gt;still &lt;/i&gt;don't believe me, it is for one of the following &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;three reasons&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; First, you have yet to spend more than twenty minutes in my presence when I spoke out loud.&amp;nbsp; Second, you have yet to see me throw a baseball.&amp;nbsp; Third, I have never left you a voice-male message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As shown above, a picture says a thousand words... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyuPC-K9n4c/TdCJ3DloaNI/AAAAAAAACdY/jYHH67v4saE/s1600/awkward_Awkward-s500x352-2987-580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyuPC-K9n4c/TdCJ3DloaNI/AAAAAAAACdY/jYHH67v4saE/s320/awkward_Awkward-s500x352-2987-580.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now, that's awkward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;definition of awkward &lt;/b&gt;can be found as, "&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;lacking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;skill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;dexterity," "lacking grace or ease of movement," or "lacking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;social&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;graces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;manners."&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure I can move alright.&amp;nbsp; I'm a good dancer and did gymnastics for years... but um, the other two areas, may INDEED be lacking. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, to solidified my "queen" status, ask any of my EFY of German missionary friends what &lt;b&gt;the sign for awkward is in American sign language&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Yep - one of the only things I know how to say in ASL. (Other words include, beautiful, America, work, make-out, the words to "Love One Another," thank you, and sorry... The last one's a good one to know if you're an awkward individual.. Just FYI.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are in need of supplementary example of my awkwardidity&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; ( If Dr. Suess made up words - so can I!)&lt;/span&gt;, I will&lt;strike&gt; happily&lt;/strike&gt; satisfy that need.&amp;nbsp; This weekend I spent my evenings surrounded by family &amp;amp; friends, going to movies, eating out, hanging out at other's homes, and even going to church.&amp;nbsp; In ALL of these places, I had some pretty epic awkward moments... Yes - even in church.&amp;nbsp; Most of these quotes below, however, are not mine (and are merely funny friend quotes too good to pass up putting on the WWW)- only some belong to my &lt;strike&gt;brain&lt;/strike&gt; mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt; I would write something about how "I'm really not a bad person!" or "I really AM semi-articulate in most situations," which I am, but this is my blog... So, no excuse is necessary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Proceed with caution...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"My body gets steamy really fast!"&lt;/b&gt; - That one IS mine... What?&amp;nbsp; I was really hot in church when I first sat down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"OMG!"&lt;/b&gt; - Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Who called us hoochie?!..... That's not what you said?"&lt;/b&gt; - Bekah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm bloggin' that.&amp;nbsp; Type it into my cell, Kate."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wait... I don't know how to spell hoochie?..."&lt;/b&gt; - Kate&lt;br /&gt;This was proceeded by Bekah and I spelling "H-O-O-C-H-I-E!" really fast. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; We WERE listening to Selena...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If you are willing to give up kissing, you haven't kissed anyone who's good at it."&lt;/b&gt; - Karin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"At least he ended on a&lt;i&gt; high&lt;/i&gt; note!"&lt;/b&gt; - Bekah, in relation to my band director in HS wanting to retire after the drum-line put marijuana in brownies they fed to a chunk of the students before competition (not me, thankfully) - Get it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have a testimony of sex...&amp;nbsp; Wait, that's not what I meant!"&lt;/b&gt; - Linze (Yep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Well, you should... but not yet." &lt;/b&gt;- Tate&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; It really was within a legit conversation about a movie we had just seen, but somehow phrasing got off... don't ask.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"We should play shirts and skins!"&lt;/b&gt; - Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"They'd have to be shirts..."&lt;/b&gt; - Linze&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we didn't play shirts and skins... There was MORE awkwardness involved in this story, but I'll save that part for personal conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It could be much worse.&amp;nbsp; I could be this girl:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qQdhMSEqhfg" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to the comments above, there was a moment when I was on the phone and almost put my car into "drive" rather than "reverse,"&lt;i&gt; almost&lt;/i&gt; causing chaos...&lt;b&gt; Twice&lt;/b&gt;. I ripped my jean shorts straight in half after falling down the stairs.&amp;nbsp; I told a lady she had something (chocolate was my guess) on her face, trying to be nice and helpful, and it was a mole.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was just this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I DO have moments of normalcy and am known for the most part as a classy, tactful, and intelligent woman.&amp;nbsp; However, not so much in the moment below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHuXsUfVWGk/TdCOphm5dQI/AAAAAAAACdk/mpIL8MmZMSs/s1600/28236_747248875279_17801399_40354927_1560904_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHuXsUfVWGk/TdCOphm5dQI/AAAAAAAACdk/mpIL8MmZMSs/s400/28236_747248875279_17801399_40354927_1560904_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture was taken in the &lt;b&gt;"Naked Park" in Oslo, Norway&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Note the girl in right corner that is laughing hysterically at me as I was explaining (while lying on the naked statues), "&lt;b&gt;I know I'm in a dress, but I have spandex shorts underneath!&amp;nbsp; It's okay - really!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; The language barrier was apparently a bit of a problem for her... oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I'm not always awkward... but how boring would life be if I was always graceful and smooth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;It is almost 9pm and I am heading to Amber's in two minutes... &lt;b&gt;I am still in my swimsuit from laying out in the sunshine (not anywhere near water) at 3pm.&lt;/b&gt; What?&amp;nbsp; You didn't spend YOUR Sunday afternoon singing show-tunes around the piano in your swimsuit?&amp;nbsp; Yea, me neither.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I'm learning this one right now... Here is &lt;b&gt;"Breathe"&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the Heights&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, sung by Mandy Gonzales.&amp;nbsp; I'm in dire need of seeing this... even though it's closed now.&amp;nbsp; Boo. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hNrSXhk7cGU" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-1109829022393631199?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/1109829022393631199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=1109829022393631199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1109829022393631199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/1109829022393631199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/meet-queen-of-awkward.html' title='Meet the Queen of Awkward'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AZamoCyO1I/TdCOOFWbahI/AAAAAAAACdg/Go75S_2_l-8/s72-c/glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-1476933650117231373</id><published>2011-05-11T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:09:39.094-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKFULNESS'/><title type='text'>Self-Worth: Discovering Truth</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have really been contemplating &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;self-worth&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not so much my own, but self-worth in general.&amp;nbsp; Additionally, I have been contemplating the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;power of confidence&lt;/span&gt; in your personal worth, as it directly relates.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing what a little dose of confidence does to empower an individual, and how &lt;b&gt;confidence makes one more attractive&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I don't necessarily mean attractiveness in the form of "boy likes girl" or vice versa (though in that case it's true too), but confidence makes you attract friends - people want to be around you.&amp;nbsp; You also are more attractive to yourself... sounds weird, but if you are confident and comfortable with who you are, you're a happier person. You &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to be who you are.&lt;br /&gt;How great would it be if more people felt that way about themselves?&amp;nbsp; How great would it be if more people genuinely liked who they were, and embraced their personality quirks, awkward habits, and body image?&amp;nbsp; I have no doubt that the world would be a much happier place... and we, in return, would be a happier people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most of the shadows of this life are caused by standing in one's own sunshine. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your thoughts and attitudes about yourself create your own shadows?&amp;nbsp; Do you allow yourself to live in self-doubt and block out the light you could be giving to others, or to yourself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late, numerous young adult women, teenage girls, and even guy friends of mine have expressed feelings of&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; inadequacy&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; self-disappointment&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; They're too fat or too skinny.&amp;nbsp; They're too dumb or too smart (feeling as though they need to &lt;i&gt;act&lt;/i&gt; less intelligent to attract others).&amp;nbsp; They're not living up to what their parents or other friends desire for them to be.&amp;nbsp; They're not cool enough, or they say awkward things all the time (guilty!) and feel inarticulate.&amp;nbsp; The answers as to &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; they feel insecure are numerous, and all relating back to being worried about what others see in them, thus defining how they feel about themselves.&amp;nbsp; In return, others grow to see the lack of confidence and relate it to that individual.&amp;nbsp; It's a circle - a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sickycle cycle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you put a small value on yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price. ~Unknown Author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If only these people could see what &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; see in them...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they could see themselves through my eyes, they would see the things that I love about them and the lack of focus on the things that bring them self-reservations.&amp;nbsp; These are bright, beautiful, AMAZING people.&amp;nbsp; These are people I have found myself feeling in awe of at times in my life.&amp;nbsp; These are incredible individuals who are loved by SO many around them... I don't know the&lt;b&gt; inferiority complexes&lt;/b&gt; behind each individual.&amp;nbsp; However, &lt;b&gt;I know that they need to let go of those fears that are holding them back from being the best them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; How can you be the best you if you are thinking about the ways you're "not good enough" or fearing what others think about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which  you really stop to look fear in the face. ~Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at times I am my worst hypocrite, and in this area I have failed miserably in the past.&amp;nbsp; However, as written in my &lt;a href="http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-resolution-simply-be-me.html"&gt;New Year's entry&lt;/a&gt;, my goal for the year is to&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Simply to be me, and to feel beautiful in all-aspects while doing it - because I am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; I'm not perfect at it, but each time I shake off the negative and focus on the positive I get closer to fulfilling my goal.&amp;nbsp; When I feel negative about who I am, I make myself mentally list three positive things about myself, and I remember that the Savior felt those exact things for me.&amp;nbsp; At time, it's hard to think about the positive, or even my Savior.&amp;nbsp; IT'S HARD... You can do it, because you can do hard things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;We were built to do hard things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're about to get personal... just for a moment.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was fabulous!&amp;nbsp; I had a great day subbing, went to a meeting at Westminster about Grad School schedules and focuses in the Fall, and had time to practice voice and work out.&amp;nbsp; It was a great day!&amp;nbsp; I was in a fantastic mood.&amp;nbsp; That evening I three different interactions with friends last night where they told me how great of a friend I was and things they admired about me... and then as I was sitting down to read scriptures before bed something in me snapped.&amp;nbsp; I have NO idea where it came from, and I'm not one for mood swings.&amp;nbsp; However, suddenly I was overcome with self-loathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good about who I am and am becoming.&amp;nbsp; The way I feel about my body fluctuates here and there, but I usually don't let it effect me or my mood.&amp;nbsp; Last night, it was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had spent the whole last two weeks thinking about the power of self-confidence and how all of us are worth all we want out of life... and this was what I was writing in my journal: &lt;i&gt;"It's hard to feel good about myself, even when deep down I know I'm worth it - worth all I could want out of life.&amp;nbsp; Why can't someone else see that?&amp;nbsp; Why can't employers see that?&amp;nbsp; Why do I fall short?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I wrote the most important piece of information we should take time to remember daily... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I am a Child of God."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am meant for SO much... and perhaps I am meant for more that what "that person" or "that job" wants of me.&amp;nbsp; It came out of nowhere, and was the only positive thought that I needed to pull me through, because if you know what that &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;means, then that's all the comfort that you need.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you're down on yourself, remember your worth.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Remember &lt;i&gt;who you are&lt;/i&gt; and let that bring your confidence.&amp;nbsp; Remember that&lt;b&gt; the atonement covers ALL things&lt;/b&gt;... including your insecurities and feelings of inadequacy.&amp;nbsp; YOU are worth everything life has to offer you.&amp;nbsp; YOU are worth a great job, a nice home, a good family and good friends, a loving spouse, love, and happiness.&amp;nbsp; You're worth respect and kindness... It might not always happen and you might not always feel that way, but work to because you ARE worth it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wouldn't it be powerful if you fell in love with  yourself so deeply that you would do just about anything if you knew it  would make you happy? This is precisely how much life loves you and  wants you to nurture yourself. The deeper you love yourself, the more  the universe will affirm your worth. Then you can enjoy a lifelong love  affair that brings you the richest fulfillment from inside out.  ~Alan  Cohen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oft times, we are our own worst enemy.&amp;nbsp; We lean on what others say, and their opinions of us become our mind's realities.&amp;nbsp; We must &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;discover truth&lt;/span&gt;... Truth is who we are born to become.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;You were born to be so much more the faults and imperfections in which you define yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day: &lt;/b&gt;This song connects perfectly to today's entry.&amp;nbsp; I MIGHT have already used this song in the past, but I just spent a half an hour trying to look through all my entries to see if I had used it and did NOT see it anywhere - I think I just posted in on facebook once.&amp;nbsp; Eh...&amp;nbsp; So, here is an AMAZING song that I discovered a few years ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;"Imagine Me,"&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Kirk Franklin&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Listen to the words... 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I assure you this is not the case.&amp;nbsp; I watch online movies too. Haha...&amp;nbsp; No really - I have an outside life, but sometimes you gotta chill and have a laugh.&amp;nbsp; Thus, I bring you --&amp;gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;CAKE WRECKS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;This site is classic... They show some really great cakes (Sundays), but mostly ones that are &lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;complete disasters&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; For instance, every time they see a giant brown frosting, it's most definitely going to be called poop.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, but they have a point. &lt;b&gt;I am especially fond of the ones that have grammatical and spelling errors that may sound minor, but are surely not upon reading them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; What?&amp;nbsp; I'm an English minor/Master's student...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Here are a few goodies from the site: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oh, Cake Wrecks... How I love your inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N9lO1ZPIyE/TcjZDq6MJgI/AAAAAAAACc4/vsjWU4z6UbU/s1600/Dang+Girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N9lO1ZPIyE/TcjZDq6MJgI/AAAAAAAACc4/vsjWU4z6UbU/s320/Dang+Girl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sounds like something I'd say... but perhaps not on a cake.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOAtcnA4sVk/TcjZEOVDC3I/AAAAAAAACc8/gxmUHna5e_s/s1600/for+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOAtcnA4sVk/TcjZEOVDC3I/AAAAAAAACc8/gxmUHna5e_s/s320/for+mom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read it again... Got it now?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlboZBzwEbg/TcjZEWikv8I/AAAAAAAACdA/YQTXeFELCBM/s1600/Good+for+you%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HlboZBzwEbg/TcjZEWikv8I/AAAAAAAACdA/YQTXeFELCBM/s320/Good+for+you%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You's a boy!?&amp;nbsp; Good for you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAU7xMezThg/TcjZEo4cPwI/AAAAAAAACdE/rmMoLhPRRy8/s1600/poop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAU7xMezThg/TcjZEo4cPwI/AAAAAAAACdE/rmMoLhPRRy8/s320/poop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;Like I said... it looks like poop, right?&amp;nbsp; Yes, that was made by a professional.&amp;nbsp; No, it's NOT a heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82cNKlSBrwg/TcjZFWOZQNI/AAAAAAAACdI/phznmM-fh9A/s1600/poop+poop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82cNKlSBrwg/TcjZFWOZQNI/AAAAAAAACdI/phznmM-fh9A/s320/poop+poop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another mistake... It's suppose to say "Pop-Pop," I hope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLXihtgJPjE/TcjZL5ZNh5I/AAAAAAAACdM/56HI0kFDuZg/s1600/Wise+Lady.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLXihtgJPjE/TcjZL5ZNh5I/AAAAAAAACdM/56HI0kFDuZg/s320/Wise+Lady.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's definitely suppose to say "A Very Wise LADY." Oops, Grandma...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdfMm38RRrY/TcjZMBkg8rI/AAAAAAAACdQ/MwI1ZCs5IV0/s1600/Tobe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdfMm38RRrY/TcjZMBkg8rI/AAAAAAAACdQ/MwI1ZCs5IV0/s320/Tobe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, the writing on this looks hideous. Second, it's not "to be," it's "Toby."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBeZ17gqB_w/TcjZMRrd_kI/AAAAAAAACdU/_P88tFQUQaM/s1600/MMC.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBeZ17gqB_w/TcjZMRrd_kI/AAAAAAAACdU/_P88tFQUQaM/s320/MMC.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is actually legit and well-made, but HILARIOUS! I wanna create this someday for my kid... Traumatizing?&amp;nbsp; I hope not!&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;One Quite Story:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;At FHE tonight &lt;b&gt;I had another moment of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;"my stupid mouth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; presenting itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; One of my friends was stating his little sister, who I already knew was his younger sister from a previous conversation, was his twin.&amp;nbsp; FALSE.&amp;nbsp; I said to him,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Spencer, liars go to hell.. GO TO HELL!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I was merely trying to re-state the last part of the phrase for emphasis.&amp;nbsp; You know, how they do it in movies... &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Example:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Sam says to Frodo in &lt;i&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;"I made &lt;u&gt;a promise&lt;/u&gt;, Mr Frodo. &lt;u&gt;A promise&lt;/u&gt;. 'Don't you leave him Samwise Gamgee.' And &lt;u&gt;I don't mean to&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;I don't mean to&lt;/u&gt;."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; They do this a lot in this movie... I know because I watched the entire extended versions with my brother before his mission as his "going-away gift."(Sidenote:&amp;nbsp; Derek - "It's okay!&amp;nbsp; I have spongecake!" HAHAHAHA... Moving on.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyway, it turned into yet another awkward moment when he only caught the latter half, as did many others sitting around us at FHE.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you&lt;/u&gt;, mouth of mine... &lt;u&gt;Thank you&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;*muah*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Song of the Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; I know that &lt;b&gt;Glee&lt;/b&gt; has been on the downhill and the writing has gotten rather mediocre.&amp;nbsp; However, I still watch it.&amp;nbsp; I still love the music and pray that the creativity and wit in the beginning will return... and the music is still awesome! SO, the other week they created an AMAZING mash-up &lt;b&gt;"Unpretty/I Feel Pretty,"&lt;/b&gt; this is quite touching, all about feeling good about your body/self... and well sung.&amp;nbsp; LOVE IT. Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rP3FupvrowI" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-8871205139720439011?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/8871205139720439011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=8871205139720439011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8871205139720439011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/8871205139720439011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/cake-wrecks.html' title='Cake Wrecks!'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N9lO1ZPIyE/TcjZDq6MJgI/AAAAAAAACc4/vsjWU4z6UbU/s72-c/Dang+Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-2806735156687612299</id><published>2011-05-09T00:22:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:17:52.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blank, Please Blank</title><content type='html'>I got all these off the website called &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Dear Blank, Please Blank,"&lt;/span&gt; which I head to when trying to avoid work sometimes... &lt;b&gt;Here are some fairly humorous tidbits I stumbled across recently... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mufasa,                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;I could have sworn cats had nine lives. Sorry bro...                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;Sincerely, Scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Wizard Community,                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;It   has come to our attention that a Dark Wizard has  made a Inferi of   Cedric Diggory, now going by the name of Edward Cullen.  He is known to   be running around with an unregistered Animagus, Jacob  Black. If you   have any information about their whereabouts, contact the  Ministry of   Magic.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, Minister for Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear Scissors,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel your pain... No one wants to run with me either.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, Sarah Palin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear Rose,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;There was definitely room on that raft for the both of us.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, Jack&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I was just talking about this the other days with some friends... "I'll never let go, Jack," followed by throwing him into the watery darkness... Nice work, Rose.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Yahoo,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;I've never heard anyone say, "I don't know, let's Yahoo! it..." just saying...                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear stork,                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes but where did YOU come from.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;Sincerely, six year old.                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Osama Bin Laden,                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Marco...                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear Miley,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Wow, this is awkward. You weren't invited...                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, The USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Kate... This one's for you.&amp;nbsp; Sorry... I just couldn't condone that song the other night.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear males of the world,                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't think of them as "chick flicks." If you pay  attention, you will find that they are "how-to-succeed-with-a-girl"  videos.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;Sincerely, females of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear bra,                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Why aren't you called a booby trap?                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, seems more fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear mom,                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, what did you see in dad?                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;Sincerely, Luke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Skywalker... Get it?&amp;nbsp; Yep - took me a moment too...)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear Americans,                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Exhibit A. A foot. Exhibit B. A ball. Now put them together.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, the rest of the world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(That one's for you, Amber...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here are some on the more serious side that I enjoyed and think deserve some thought...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear America,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Please understand that saying all Muslim people are  terrorists is like saying all Americans are like the people on Jersey  Shore.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, Sane People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear government,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Please send some money our way. We know we're not as  important as federal prisons, but we could use a hand.                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, public schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear girls,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, your personality makes a HUGE difference.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, an honest guy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear"&gt;Dear Women,                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Please stop thinking you have to be a size 0 to be  beautiful. Those magazines got it all wrong, no one ever told them that  beauty is also on the inside. Be confident and happy with yourself. Some  guy out there is going to fall in love with everything about you.                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, a real man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear girls,                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="subtextplease"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"&gt;Can you have those "sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with  no makeup on" days more often? It makes you look way more beautiful  than having on all that crap you call makeup.                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincerely, I like the REAL you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt; I am diggin' on YoutTube sensation's &lt;b&gt;Savannah Outen &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Joshua Golden&lt;/b&gt;'s song &lt;b&gt;"Tonight With You..."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; The video is alright, but the lipsyncing is pretty weird looking - haha!&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-bBLTqkH-Os" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2822536793429561090-2806735156687612299?l=linzekate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/feeds/2806735156687612299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2822536793429561090&amp;postID=2806735156687612299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2806735156687612299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822536793429561090/posts/default/2806735156687612299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linzekate.blogspot.com/2011/05/dear-blank-please-blank.html' title='Dear Blank, Please Blank'/><author><name>Linze Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582872576098960151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_flVcVvhOwTs/THOaYGkdclI/AAAAAAAABfc/LNfLXeBTj1A/S220/Linz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-bBLTqkH-Os/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822536793429561090.post-8021058616138521287</id><published>2011-05-08T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:23:17.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Moments'/><title type='text'>Think Before You Speak... So One of Us Does.</title><content type='html'>First a short explanation (then the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;humorous story that's worth the wait&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my church we have this thing called &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;the "ward directory."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's like a school directory, but for our specific congregation of people.&amp;nbsp; That way we have access to ways of contacting this individuals in our ward through their address, number, and email... and in single's wards that includes a picture or each person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;In my church we also have something called "callings," &lt;/b&gt;which are jobs that we are asked to accept and accomplish while there in the ward.&amp;nbsp; The LDS church does not pay their ward members and ward or stake (a group of wards) leadership, so this is volunteer work.&amp;nbsp; Thus, extending and accepting callings allows the church to function efficently... and gives every member the opportunity to serve those in their "ward family."&amp;nbsp; It's smart, effective, and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, putting the pieces together, &lt;b&gt;my calling in my ward is being in charge of the ward directory&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Today we had a whole slew of new individuals come into the ward and I, along with some others, was in charge of taking their pictures for the directory and getting to know them each a bit.&amp;nbsp; Well, two individuals approached me near the end of the masses of pictures to get theirs taken.&amp;nbsp; We got to chatting and they mentioned that they were engaged... They both had names that began with the letter "T," so I said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That's so cute!&amp;nbsp; T&amp;amp;T... I can just see the cute mammogram on your towels!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I took the boy's picture, him laughing throughout the time, and when we were done the girl stated, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes.&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm sure you meant monogram... those will be cute too."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Just another moment where my brain and mouth did NOT connect quickly enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Like the time in HS when I shouted at my brother at the Asian Buffet for biting off an &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;octopus's testicle&lt;/span&gt;...&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I MEANT tentacle&lt;/span&gt;, and proceeded to stand up and apologize to the entire restaurant for yelling a part of the male anatomy while they were merely attempting to enjoy their orange chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just another day &lt;strike&gt;with the mouth of&lt;/strike&gt; in the life of, Linze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;*muah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; This song was performed on the Idol stage
