<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866</id><updated>2012-02-27T12:58:56.789-08:00</updated><category term='wee one'/><category term='obsessed'/><category term='running'/><category term='memories'/><category term='amateur'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='magic'/><title type='text'>▲▼▲▽▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-6264997625487071916</id><published>2012-02-27T12:58:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T12:58:56.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>swoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_bEOe3TAxI/Tyr-1c0XQkI/AAAAAAAAOzg/dnydBMlmdUQ/s800/loveeverafter7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_bEOe3TAxI/Tyr-1c0XQkI/AAAAAAAAOzg/dnydBMlmdUQ/s320/loveeverafter7.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurenfleishman.com/personal/loveeverafter/loveeverafter2.php"&gt;love ever after&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a project by lauren fleishman about couples who have been together &lt;i&gt;more than 50 years &lt;/i&gt;(oh my). &amp;nbsp;this sort of love makes my heart flutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(found this site through &lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-ever-after.html"&gt;rockstar diaries&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-6264997625487071916?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6264997625487071916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/swoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/6264997625487071916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/6264997625487071916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/swoon.html' title='swoon.'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_bEOe3TAxI/Tyr-1c0XQkI/AAAAAAAAOzg/dnydBMlmdUQ/s72-c/loveeverafter7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-2398461073043300928</id><published>2012-02-21T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T13:06:44.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love luv love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1814203558"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1814203559"&gt;&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/-hrZ7-rLwd5M/TzyzIExVc8I/AAAAAAAACFI/ajisnCwtkv4/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrZ7-rLwd5M/TzyzIExVc8I/AAAAAAAACFI/ajisnCwtkv4/s200/IMG_1919.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this valentine's day i had to close at work, not a big deal to me (and to ben either, so i thought...). &amp;nbsp;but as 7 o'clock rolls around, i look up to see my little man, running towards me with a red rose and the biggest grin on his face. &amp;nbsp;my heart nearly explodes. &amp;nbsp;and i look up and see his handsome father/my wonderful partner with the same grin on his face and i lose it. &amp;nbsp;in that moment, i felt so loved, so special, and so fulfilled. &amp;nbsp;these are the two greatest men i could ever wish to spend my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(the night before valentine's day, ben did get me a most beautiful bouquet he arranged himself and on the night after, we ended up having our valentine's day dinner. &amp;nbsp;so i guess you could say we had a three day valentine's event).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-2398461073043300928?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2398461073043300928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-luv-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/2398461073043300928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/2398461073043300928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/love-luv-love.html' title='love luv love'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrZ7-rLwd5M/TzyzIExVc8I/AAAAAAAACFI/ajisnCwtkv4/s72-c/IMG_1919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-3214724654238984893</id><published>2012-02-11T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:42:22.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>two month anniversary</title><content type='html'>&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/-L1RFGrKOVpA/TzdextNlV0I/AAAAAAAACFA/ExDEqpmEkn0/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+10.39.45+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1RFGrKOVpA/TzdextNlV0I/AAAAAAAACFA/ExDEqpmEkn0/s200/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+10.39.45+PM.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(unfortunately i have no idea where this image is from. &amp;nbsp;i found it any of the many social media outlets i subscribe to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, february 9th marked my two month running anniversary. &amp;nbsp;for whatever reason, on december 9th i laced up my running shoes and hit start on day one of the c25k app. &amp;nbsp;and i haven't looked back. &amp;nbsp;it is crazy to me that two months ago, i was huffing and puffing through a 60 second stretch. &amp;nbsp;and today i ran for just about 40 minutes. &amp;nbsp;i've pushed through the bad days (ahem, i'm looking at you, yesterday, and a disastrous run to mt. tabor) to get to the really good days (like today when i created a new distance record for myself, 4.13 miles). &amp;nbsp;but the thing is, even the bad days aren't so bad afterwards. &amp;nbsp;you never really regret it. &amp;nbsp;and thank you, ben, for convincing me to take the first step in just getting out the door. &amp;nbsp;you pushed me towards doing my best. &amp;nbsp;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. on an unrelated note, as we were having evening giggles in everett's room at "night night" time, he started laughing and pretended his juice was diet coke. &amp;nbsp;and that turned in to "large coke." &amp;nbsp;aka, i go through the drive thru at mcdonald's far too often. &amp;nbsp;oh, the things kids pick up on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-3214724654238984893?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3214724654238984893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-month-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/3214724654238984893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/3214724654238984893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-month-anniversary.html' title='two month anniversary'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1RFGrKOVpA/TzdextNlV0I/AAAAAAAACFA/ExDEqpmEkn0/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+10.39.45+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-5108820192762406915</id><published>2012-02-06T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T23:17:10.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>(runner's) high</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV4Z05pN0uE/TzDPQgKQ1II/AAAAAAAACE4/IevOD_RaVLk/s1600/IMG_1846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV4Z05pN0uE/TzDPQgKQ1II/AAAAAAAACE4/IevOD_RaVLk/s320/IMG_1846.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(stoked)&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;a funny thing happened tonight...&lt;/div&gt;i got home from work at 9:30pm tonight, knowing i'd have to lace up the ole sneakers and move about for a mile's length. &amp;nbsp;i had planned on doing my 1.66mile stretch to 52nd ave and back. &amp;nbsp;but, as i started jogging, i realized that i felt &lt;i&gt;good. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;i felt light on my feet, my legs took off as if they were waiting for this moment tonight, and the air filled my lungs and energized me. &amp;nbsp;i turned the corner at 52nd and kept going. &amp;nbsp;so instead of doing 1.66 miles, i did 3.75 miles. &amp;nbsp;and beat my record by running for 3.5 miles straight (averaging about a 10min/mile). &amp;nbsp;and towards the end, i just had to laugh, because i was wondering how far i could go. &amp;nbsp;i didn't feel tired. &amp;nbsp;and i think it's starting to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm a runner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-5108820192762406915?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5108820192762406915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/runners-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/5108820192762406915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/5108820192762406915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/runners-high.html' title='(runner&apos;s) high'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV4Z05pN0uE/TzDPQgKQ1II/AAAAAAAACE4/IevOD_RaVLk/s72-c/IMG_1846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-7316490351618250594</id><published>2012-02-04T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:44:04.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>and here's the second half to the January Photo A Day challenge on instagram....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;17/water 18/something you bought 19/sweet 20/someone you love 21/reflection 22/your shoes 23/something old 24/guilty pleasure 25/something you made 26/colour 27/lunch 28/light 29/inside your fridge 30/nature 31/you, again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-7316490351618250594?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7316490351618250594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/7316490351618250594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/7316490351618250594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-48akcRZezmY/Ty4VOsC0tbI/AAAAAAAACDA/SpSPL6ScFr8/s72-c/17:water.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-1760785337861342201</id><published>2012-02-02T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:13:28.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ch-ch-ch-changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I DID IT!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;since december 9th, i have been training to do a 5k. &amp;nbsp;the lovely app, C25K, maps out an 8 week plan that assumes you are not active at all (aka, me) and gets you in to running shape in 8 weeks. &amp;nbsp;i can not speak highly enough about this program. &amp;nbsp;the slow start and kind intervals between running and walking really boost your confidence and does not overwhelm you mentally or physically. &amp;nbsp;i can not say what possessed me to actually start. &amp;nbsp;fitness has always been a scary thing for me. &amp;nbsp;but one day i just did it. &amp;nbsp;and that's all it takes to start something. &amp;nbsp;the fact that i continued through the entire thing is something i am so very proud of. &amp;nbsp;i am not the best at keeping commitments to myself. &amp;nbsp;but i started this, continued it, and finished it. &amp;nbsp;and today is the first day (the first time, really, in my 26 years of being) that i ran 3 miles continuously. &amp;nbsp;it was incredible, joyful, and i am so proud of myself. &amp;nbsp;high five. &amp;nbsp;i am doing the 5k portion of the Race for the Roses on april 1 as my last hurrah to finishing this program. &amp;nbsp;and you can best bet that i will spring the extra money for the medal at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, a few weeks in to this fitness program, sister &lt;a href="http://plannedbyashley.blogspot.com/"&gt;ashley&lt;/a&gt;, introduced me to the myfitnesspal app. &amp;nbsp;with this you can track your caloric intake and log any exercise to ensure that you are eating the proper amount in order to lose weight. &amp;nbsp;pretty much my mentality was "ignorance is bliss" with food. &amp;nbsp;it's hard knowing that cookie is up to 300 calories. &amp;nbsp;and after a few weeks in of obsessing, i slipped up. &amp;nbsp;and had a breakdown. &amp;nbsp;but you know what? &amp;nbsp;i realized it's not about keeping the perfect log and keeping every. single. day. under 1200 calories. &amp;nbsp;it's about how i recover and get back on the right path. &amp;nbsp;it's easy just to keep slipping, and in the past i would have. &amp;nbsp;but all those gluttonous days will now be the outliers, not the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because running past round table pizza every single day is going to cause me to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-1760785337861342201?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1760785337861342201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/ch-ch-ch-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/1760785337861342201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/1760785337861342201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/02/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='ch-ch-ch-changes'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-2270828217326816241</id><published>2012-01-29T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T14:46:45.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amateur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>fitting room fashion show</title><content type='html'>for whatever reason, i sporadically take pictures of my outfits at work. &amp;nbsp;the walk to our stock room and office has you traipse down a faux catwalk through the fitting rooms. &amp;nbsp;with a large, full length mirror at the end, you can't help but look at yourself. &amp;nbsp;and more times then not, i hate the outfit i see. &amp;nbsp;it always plays out better in my head and from the waist up in my bathroom. &amp;nbsp;c'est la vie. &amp;nbsp;moral of the story? &amp;nbsp;i need a full length mirror. &amp;nbsp;i've come to realize my style is a bit more plain that i would have thought. &amp;nbsp;nothing revolutionary here, folks. &amp;nbsp;but here's a snapshot in to my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bGdv41gMg/TyXLscWMy5I/AAAAAAAACCQ/ja-LcJ0YNP8/s1600/IMG_1229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bGdv41gMg/TyXLscWMy5I/AAAAAAAACCQ/ja-LcJ0YNP8/s200/IMG_1229.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FnmMT7kGwQQ/TyXLtH3vZ7I/AAAAAAAACCY/e__aizTZwEY/s1600/IMG_1374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FnmMT7kGwQQ/TyXLtH3vZ7I/AAAAAAAACCY/e__aizTZwEY/s200/IMG_1374.JPG" width="200" /&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/-aQs2qQm3X4c/TyXLtlgjQsI/AAAAAAAACCg/R9YPp8x69jc/s1600/IMG_1695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQs2qQm3X4c/TyXLtlgjQsI/AAAAAAAACCg/R9YPp8x69jc/s200/IMG_1695.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSy0Tl2uaUc/TyXLvEQz8wI/AAAAAAAACCo/LfIdoQmTbo8/s1600/IMG_1708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSy0Tl2uaUc/TyXLvEQz8wI/AAAAAAAACCo/LfIdoQmTbo8/s200/IMG_1708.JPG" width="200" /&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/-hUffy6nyUHI/TyXLwQ38NbI/AAAAAAAACCw/VgzMAmHjmVs/s1600/IMG_1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUffy6nyUHI/TyXLwQ38NbI/AAAAAAAACCw/VgzMAmHjmVs/s200/IMG_1709.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KWcVLLDjmU/TyXLx2ifQyI/AAAAAAAACC4/NKuH_EwM2ws/s1600/IMG_1710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KWcVLLDjmU/TyXLx2ifQyI/AAAAAAAACC4/NKuH_EwM2ws/s200/IMG_1710.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-2270828217326816241?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3bGdv41gMg/TyXLscWMy5I/AAAAAAAACCQ/ja-LcJ0YNP8/s72-c/IMG_1229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-4132870593623967445</id><published>2012-01-19T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:05:50.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>i like zebras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uGVSJ0Ro7s/TxRl4LHZjZI/AAAAAAAADJo/_Sm6OGSiMkw/s640/0516800-R1-034-15A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uGVSJ0Ro7s/TxRl4LHZjZI/AAAAAAAADJo/_Sm6OGSiMkw/s640/0516800-R1-034-15A.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through a fellow portlander's blog,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://samanthashorey.blogspot.com/2012/01/golden-hour-and-zebra-in-gorge.html"&gt;ashore&lt;/a&gt;, i have discovered that there are zebra's and giraffes just down the gorge in hood river at schreiner farms.&lt;br /&gt;i don't quite understand how this is possible, but i will find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(isn't the picture she took amazing? all credits to her.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-4132870593623967445?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4132870593623967445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-like-zebras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/4132870593623967445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/4132870593623967445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-like-zebras.html' title='i like zebras.'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uGVSJ0Ro7s/TxRl4LHZjZI/AAAAAAAADJo/_Sm6OGSiMkw/s72-c/0516800-R1-034-15A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-5952259499518088496</id><published>2012-01-18T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:50:49.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wee one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>a while back i had started a new blog. &amp;nbsp;kind of as a test run (which did not pass). &amp;nbsp;however, i did write a couple holiday posts that i shall re-post here. &amp;nbsp;because these are the kinds of memories that need to be shared. &amp;nbsp;because if they are out there, they will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 10, 2011&lt;br /&gt;best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1kNTS5Q7k/Txe7skNrNeI/AAAAAAAACBk/tKuwWJnlhBE/s1600/IMG_1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1kNTS5Q7k/Txe7skNrNeI/AAAAAAAACBk/tKuwWJnlhBE/s320/IMG_1129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;every single day, my heart swells at something i see everett do or say. &amp;nbsp;or merely the sight of him. &amp;nbsp;and on at least one occasion, my heart almost bursts at something so amazing, so magical, that i tear up and count my blessings. &amp;nbsp;his innocence, sweet nature, and pure magic is something that my wildest dreams never even thought possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;today's moment involved his conversation with a large, inflated lawn reindeer. &amp;nbsp;now to me, these large blown up holiday decorations are to be avoided. &amp;nbsp;to everett? &amp;nbsp;they are amazing. &amp;nbsp;they are the potential to be a new best friend. &amp;nbsp;the past couple of nights we have gone to say hello to the reindeer down the street (sometimes referred to as a cow. i don't bother correcting him. &amp;nbsp;it's more fun that way). &amp;nbsp;the previous night he wasn't home. &amp;nbsp;he was "out with his family eating dinner" (so says i). &amp;nbsp;"eating noodles," according to everett. &amp;nbsp;well, tonight, the giant reindeer was home. &amp;nbsp;and everett had a lot to catch him up on. &amp;nbsp;he was excited to tell him about our "new stove!" &amp;nbsp;he remembered i said he was eating noodles and asked if they were "good stuff." &amp;nbsp;he introduced himself ("my name everett... umm, mama," as he points at me). &amp;nbsp;he showed him the lights. &amp;nbsp;showed him his ball. &amp;nbsp;and then said "night night" and we walked home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;and that innocent, sweet, magical conversation with a large blow up reindeer will have a piece of my heart for a long time coming. &amp;nbsp;because my kiddo? &amp;nbsp;he is the sweetest, most imaginative, gentle, kind soul i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;december 29, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;happy &amp;nbsp;happy merry merry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9UOVAT0yyo/Txe8EMnaSiI/AAAAAAAACBs/KiDRf2x07Pg/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9UOVAT0yyo/Txe8EMnaSiI/AAAAAAAACBs/KiDRf2x07Pg/s200/IMG_1217.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nARmAdoRvyI/Txe8FnO6E8I/AAAAAAAACB0/5K9Gnaxl7v8/s1600/IMG_1240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nARmAdoRvyI/Txe8FnO6E8I/AAAAAAAACB0/5K9Gnaxl7v8/s200/IMG_1240.JPG" width="200" /&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/-SwOsP8_jA3Y/Txe8G2AEpPI/AAAAAAAACB8/x0vwxDGqlYQ/s1600/IMG_1249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwOsP8_jA3Y/Txe8G2AEpPI/AAAAAAAACB8/x0vwxDGqlYQ/s200/IMG_1249.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQPyURkz__k/Txe8HWfOaXI/AAAAAAAACCE/0JdhCOO9m0E/s1600/IMG_1251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UQPyURkz__k/Txe8HWfOaXI/AAAAAAAACCE/0JdhCOO9m0E/s200/IMG_1251.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christmas 2011 was the best yet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;everett did wonderfully with santa. &amp;nbsp;we did major prep, in anticipation of him getting shy and playing with this fingernails (which is the cutest nervous tick i think i've seen). &amp;nbsp;he marched right up to him, and said what he wanted (a bike) and his name before he was prompted. &amp;nbsp;but in a loud, clear voice. &amp;nbsp;this mama bear was roaring with pride.&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve, stephen and ashley hosted us and my mom for dinner. &amp;nbsp;we brought a much curried butternut squash soup and salad. &amp;nbsp;dinner was delicious (ma's duck was amazing). &amp;nbsp;everett received a much anticipated shopping cart, as well as new best friends, woody and buzz.&lt;br /&gt;after a near nervous breakdown christmas eve night (naturally), we woke up christmas morning to a beautifully crafted and lit up teepee, as well as the new bike that santa brought and a thrifted football helmet that has stolen the show. &amp;nbsp;and the magic moment of the day that will stay in my heart a lifetime, was everett turning around as he is opening his gifts and saying "thank you, santa" to the air. &amp;nbsp;his earnestness, manners, joy, belief in santa, and magic just made my heart explode.&lt;br /&gt;the joy of christmas really is renewed once you have a child. &amp;nbsp;each year gets better with him. &amp;nbsp;i don't know if i'll be able to contain my love at this rate (it's debatable if i have). &amp;nbsp;a mother's love is limitless. &amp;nbsp;otherwise, i would have exploded years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='memories'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg1kNTS5Q7k/Txe7skNrNeI/AAAAAAAACBk/tKuwWJnlhBE/s72-c/IMG_1129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-3919478957921556136</id><published>2012-01-16T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:05:47.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><title type='text'>instagramie</title><content type='html'>i am obsessed with instagram. &amp;nbsp;it's like twitter with a picture. &amp;nbsp;an enhanced picture with a filter. &amp;nbsp;and what's not to like about that?&lt;br /&gt;halfway through, so here's the first 16 days of the january photo a day challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joGuuiCgAXs/TxUV3lFR9FI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/9ApwFFAyL_c/s1600/IMG_1343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joGuuiCgAXs/TxUV3lFR9FI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/9ApwFFAyL_c/s200/IMG_1343.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXdIHQ0AK-c/TxUV4nnnOgI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/KoLcTHI1T28/s1600/IMG_1346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tXdIHQ0AK-c/TxUV4nnnOgI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/KoLcTHI1T28/s200/IMG_1346.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMkh7ENsLFE/TxUV5zL8JSI/AAAAAAAAB_g/m_qrd_JuUIg/s1600/IMG_1362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0M4jKNfzgyk/TxUV8sfELQI/AAAAAAAAB_4/UOnR25OO3Kc/s200/IMG_1384.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsMjojn_w80/TxUV9gsucnI/AAAAAAAACAA/GaNetWM6aG0/s1600/IMG_1400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsMjojn_w80/TxUV9gsucnI/AAAAAAAACAA/GaNetWM6aG0/s200/IMG_1400.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw4UpvQnnvo/TxUV-SNCWYI/AAAAAAAACAI/cSAVOCdWq-g/s1600/IMG_1440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw4UpvQnnvo/TxUV-SNCWYI/AAAAAAAACAI/cSAVOCdWq-g/s200/IMG_1440.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNQ3bul-QkU/TxUV_ieCEeI/AAAAAAAACAQ/FAtKyUu6UrE/s1600/IMG_1481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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16/morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-3919478957921556136?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3919478957921556136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/instagramie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/3919478957921556136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/3919478957921556136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/instagramie.html' title='instagramie'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joGuuiCgAXs/TxUV3lFR9FI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/9ApwFFAyL_c/s72-c/IMG_1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-6743989279817830693</id><published>2012-01-09T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:47:05.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two thousand and twelve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;this last year was the best of times and the worst of times. &amp;nbsp;i wouldn't change a single piece of it, as there are trials and tribulations in every life that you learn from in order to move on to a bigger and better life. &amp;nbsp;i had too many good times to count this last year, and many hurdles that were cleared (if just barely). &amp;nbsp;in the end, i am excited for a new year, with new laughs, new perspectives, new tears, new laughter, and new beginnings. &amp;nbsp;i can already feel that it's going to be a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;this year i will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- run a 5k... and a 10k. &amp;nbsp;the 5k is set for april 1 with the race for the roses. &amp;nbsp;you can bet that i will be paying to get that medal. &amp;nbsp;the 10k will likely be in the back half of the year. (there will be a bigger post about this part of my life later.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- put my clothes away once a week. &amp;nbsp;the pile i get in my bathroom and closet is disturbing. &amp;nbsp;once a week may not sound like a lot, but trust me, this may be the most difficult of the resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- be a better friend. &amp;nbsp;i can easily fall victim to "out of sight, out of mind." &amp;nbsp;but i have such good people in my life that bring so many great elements and qualities to my life. &amp;nbsp;i need to do better on my end in keeping them an active part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- be present. &amp;nbsp;with everett. &amp;nbsp;with ben. &amp;nbsp;in love and life. &amp;nbsp;with my job. &amp;nbsp;my family. &amp;nbsp;and my me time. &amp;nbsp;don't let my mind wander unnecessarily. &amp;nbsp;this is the here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;maybe i'll think of more as they come. &amp;nbsp;we can think of this list as a work in progress. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4421999260302607866-6743989279817830693?l=iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6743989279817830693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-thousand-and-twelve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/6743989279817830693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4421999260302607866/posts/default/6743989279817830693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iguessijustlikeyoubecauseilikeyou.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-thousand-and-twelve.html' title='two thousand and twelve.'/><author><name>emily.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13521518531844758814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJVirNmBJb4/TwvrFX0izGI/AAAAAAAAB-c/vZs818iHHRk/s220/IMG_1106.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421999260302607866.post-6515610599703682605</id><published>2012-01-07T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:06:09.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my name is emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;welcome to my new space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a pleasure to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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