tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22247411564182651462024-03-13T00:26:21.141-07:00Aly JulietFinding beauty in All Thingsalyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.comBlogger133125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-21605074917218110222016-04-04T14:41:00.004-07:002016-04-04T14:55:24.554-07:00Music Announcement<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've been working with Aaron Anderson and Warner Chappell on a really cool project. Aaron wrote these songs (he's unreal you guys) and I was lucky enough to be able to sing them and make them become real! I feel very blessed to have this opportunity. I just got the files back today and I absolutely love how the tracks turned out. This is a genre that I would never have pushed myself to try had I not had this opportunity, and now it's actually one of my favorites.</div>
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I hope you guys like these songs (property of Warner Chappell Music Production).</div>
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(sorry if the sound quality isn't perfect... I'm not computer smart and it took me forever to figure out how to even get them on here haha)</div>
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Love Elastic</div>
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I Can't Live Without You</div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-3083678409733390432015-04-29T16:08:00.000-07:002015-04-29T16:08:11.157-07:00as of late: my (little) people<div style="text-align: center;">
Happy Wednesday! I am dying over this weather right now! Blogging out on my apartment patio in 80 degree weather has never felt so good.<br />
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Life update: MY LIFE ROCKS. It always has. It just rocks really hard these days :) I am working at Amara Day Spa in Orem and I never knew I could love a job so much! The people I work with are so talented and sweet and I'm really starting to feel like I belong there. It's the best feeling in the world! It's a great fit for me, seeing that I will officially be starting hair school in August. I'm really getting a feel for the salon environment and it's making me even more sure about what I've chosen to do as an occupation. :)</div>
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I just want to do a quick little rant about my favorite people in the world</div>
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My cousin Ellie Beckstrand is one of my best friends in the entire world and ever since I can remember, I've looked up to her as a big sister. She's the big sis I never had :) They come up every 3 weeks or so from St. George and it feels like Christmas Eve when I'm awaiting their visit. It's always so nice to have a big sister to hang out and talk with. Aaaand.... I might be bias but Ellie's kiddos (my "niece and nephew") are the cutest kids I have ever seen. I'll prove it.<br />
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Told y'all they were cuties :)<br />
Have the best day ever lovelies.<br />
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-43001327682354403692015-03-05T11:14:00.003-08:002015-03-05T11:14:57.384-08:00enough<header class="luna-data-header" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="dbox-pg" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">ENOUGH</span></span></header><header class="luna-data-header" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="dbox-pg" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 20px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">adjective</span></span></header><div class="def-set" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; padding-bottom: 17px;">
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;">adequate</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">for</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">the</span> <span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;">want</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">or</span> <span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;">need;</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">sufficient</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">for</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">the</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">purpose</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">or</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">to</span> <span class="oneClick-link" style="box-sizing: border-box;">satisfy </span><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;">desire:</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We all want to be enough. We all want to have a purpose; to satisfy someone's life. I often beg the question.... </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Am I enough?"</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">What an awful question, what an awful feeling. My answer to my own question is always NO. It's almost a default- Aly is never enough. Aly is never worthy. Aly is not wanted. Aly is not enough. In the past, I have made myself miserable, constantly wondering why I am not adequate or why I cannot make anybody happy. I ask myself these things assuming automatically, with no thought or consideration, that I AM NOT ENOUGH.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">But wait... What if I am enough? What if I am more than enough? What if I can make someone happy and what if I told myself I was enough every single day?</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I AM ENOUGH.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">YOU ARE ENOUGH.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">And someday, I will realize why</span></span></span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-51948787872775157572014-11-04T18:23:00.000-08:002014-11-05T08:32:17.913-08:00Peg Pal: My Experience<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">It has been a little over a year since I initially started my training and preparation for Peg Pal. The experience was a roller coaster and it has been extremely hard for me to come to terms with the outcomes and be able to share my experience with the world (nonetheless, with even my close friends). But I think I'm ready. I think I'm ready to share my experience because I want to help people who are undergoing the same thing I did about a year ago, or similar challenges. It may be lengthy, but I promise it is worth it and can teach you so much about challenges in your life even if you don't have a need for the use of Peg Pal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">As some of you may know, I have a genetic disorder called Phenylketonuria (PKU). This is a disease in which my body lacks the enzymes needed to break down an amino acid called Phenylalanine. Since this isn't a biology class, I'll quickly sum it up for you. My body cannot break down excessive amounts of protein. I can only take in about 10g of protein a day. Diagnosed at 8 days old, I have never had meat, milk, a hamburger, a ham and cheese sandwich, or even peanut butter. You name it, I probably can't eat it!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I remember the day I got the call from my dietitian saying that I was eligible for a treatment drug in it's study stage. I was at school in the courtyard where everybody hangs out between classes and after school. It was right when school got out and when I heard the news, I couldn't believe it. I shared the news with my friends and they were so happy for me. In our minds, I had a cure! This might be able to cure me and I could possibly start eating macaroni and cheese and maybe even a peanut butter and jelly sandwich! It sounds so silly, I know, but to me this was life changing news. We set up my first appointment and the journey was finally beginning!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">To make long stories short, I was up at the hospital every Thursday going through basic contract signings and training for the treatment. The treatment was an injection of fluid by needle into the abdomen or upper thigh. The first few weeks, my nurses injected me with VERY little fluid. .02 milligrams and what not. I was not to self inject yet, because I was still undergoing training for it. As the weeks went by, I was beginning to practice injections on oranges or bananas just to get the feel for the shot. Finally, the day came when I was to make an injection myself into my very own thigh. I've been poked and prodded at with needles at hospitals for blood since I was 8 days old. Those are memories that will never fade and will always be fresh in my mind. But this was different. This was ME, with a big old needle, injecting fluid into my body by myself. It wasn't a blood draw, which is what I have been used to my whole life. It was an injection! The thought of this was so scary to me. My nurse, Tami (who you'll hear a lot about), was so supportive and I wouldn't have been able to do it if it weren't for her. For a few weeks I remained doing my own injections at the hospital until it was time to take the equipment home and do it by myself! They sent me home with an EpiPen just in case something went wrong. I was so excited to take my treatment to my grandparent's house and show them. I knew they would be so proud of me, and they were. It was a really good feeling; making people proud, including myself, and knowing that at the end of this I might actually lead a "normal" life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Home injections went great for a while. I began doing multiple injections per week and things were going smoothly. I went to my weekly visit one week and my doctor decided it was time to increase my dose of drug, meaning injecting more of the fluid. I was excited to see my levels change and to possibly be able to eat things I'd never had! I went home with the changes to my drug intake with a positive attitude. But things changed quickly after that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">One Friday, I was at the Halloween dance for my high school and I started feeling sharp pain and tingles and warmth on my stomach where I injected the medicine that day. I panicked! I went to the school bathroom to check on it and this is what I saw:</span><br />
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I sent a picture to my study director, Mary Jane, and sat in a bathroom stall and cried. I felt so weak and my stomach was burning and just getting more red by the second. That night was scary and a definite realization that I can't expect this drug to have no problems, because it WAS in it's study phase! I was the lab rat being paid to test a drug. And that's what I felt like that night; a little white rat scurrying around not knowing which way is up.</div>
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The spot faded and got better by the time I was to give myself the next dose. But this time, it was just a worse reaction than the last.</div>
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The reactions kept happening. My joints started to become just a little bit sore. It bothered me a bit when I used stairs. But it was nothing I wouldn't endure to be "normal". The reactions started staying longer than a few days, and I would often have multiple spots on my stomach and thighs from different injections on different days.</div>
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My study director was concerned and watched me very carefully, which I appreciated so much! It made me feel cared for and not that bathroom stall lab rat. I was a person. We were expecting for the reactions to go away after a few weeks because my body was adjusting to this chemical that my body has never had before! I still had hope. Less hope, but still some hope. My reactions started getting worse and worse. My injection site began swelling a LOT and getting itchy and burning and tingling. My thighs and stomach were always burning and my joint pain began to worsen. It was quite a task getting from the downstairs main hall to the upstairs language hall at my school. My joints locked up and were not mobile. It wore me out to go up that flight of stairs and it caused me a lot of pain and some humiliation...</div>
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It was about 3 in the morning and I woke up feeling like I was underwater. I tried to open my mouth and take a breath, but I could not open my mouth. The slightest move of my jaw was the most painful thing I have ever felt in my life. I will never forget it. I wasn't getting enough air through my nose to be comfortably breathing and I began to panic. The first thing that came to my mind was "WHERE IS MY EPI PEN!!" My nurses told me to always sleep with it by my bed but I didn't take it seriously because I didn't think anything would happen to me. It's like the warnings on Tylenol that are like, "may cause fainting and internal bleeding". I thought, no way in heck this will happen to me! That only happens to other people. I went to get my phone from my bedside table and felt tremendous amounts of pain in every joint I used in that movement. I began to cry. I managed to muscle up the strength to grab my phone and text my mom. Even my thumbs were locked up, but I managed. She came into the room immediately and layed by me. She tried to rub my joints but it just made me cry harder. She must've felt so helpless. I didn't think of that in the moment, but looking back on it, I can't imagine what she was feeling watching her daughter go through this and not being able to do anything to help.</div>
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I had dance company in the morning at 6 a.m. I obviously couldn't make it. I couldn't even walk, there was no way I would be able to dance. But around 8 o'clock I started feeling like I just wanted to be with my dance girls. My mom took me to school and helped me walk in as I couldn't walk by myself. My dance company was working on a dance with a select few girls who had health problems and it was about overcoming these challenges we have. My group was rehearsing that dance. I layed in front of the room by the mirror, basically immobile and not able to move. The song that our dance was to was called Medicine by Daughter</div>
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I layed on the ground and sobbed. My fellow dance girls were dancing and I was so stuck in the music, the words, I was living that song right then and there. My medicine was breaking me, it was destroying my body. The irony hit me like a load of bricks and I couldn't stop the tears from rushing down my cheeks. That might have been the hardest I have ever cried...</div>
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I was faced with the decision to either stop treatment or continue and hope that it begins to turn around for me. After multiple nights waking up not being able to move or breathe, I felt that I knew what I had to do. Needless to say, I stopped treatment. A lot of depression and sorrow followed that decision. I knew that this treatment was working for other patients, they were eating normally, their bodies were feeling healthy and they weren't having the problems that I was having. I kept thinking of that first day in the courtyard when I heard the words, "You are eligible for treatment". Those words haunted me for a long time. Up until even now, those words cut like a knife. Everything I had thought and expected to happen to me, didn't. I was more sick than I had ever been in my life, and this was supposed to be my "treatment". I was expecting to be cured, to have this miracle drug change my life and who I am completely.</div>
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It's still so hard for me to accept that at times, and it still haunts me. However, as crazy as I am to be saying this, this experience wasn't all bad. I truly learned so much about myself through this process. Everything that was happening, all the things I was thinking, I kept it all to myself. I didn't even tell my boyfriend (we had only been together for like 2 weeks when it got really bad and I was NOT about to scare this perfect boy away). Everything was evaluated inside. I think of the extreme pain and sorrow I felt during this time and I am so proud of myself. I truly think it takes a strong person to go through what I did, and when I look back on it all, I am so proud of myself.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I also made forever friends through this. My nurses, my study specialist, my NP, my doctor, they became my best buds. They knew everything that was happening, they knew how discouraged I was, and they managed to put a smile on my face every time I walked into their unit. I will never forget when my nurse Tami was doing my blood draw. We had about 8 vials to fill with my blood and they were laying by me on my bed. My hands were becoming numb and I was starting to hurt, and finally we were done! I sat up, ready to eat (because I couldn't eat all day until my blood was drawn), and a tube came rolling off the bed. Tami looked like she'd seen a ghost. Her face was so serious when she said "Shit." It was so funny that I didn't even care if I had to be poked again- that moment made it worth it. My nurses were always asking how my boyfriend was, how my apartment hunting was going, they knew everything going on in my life and it made hospital visits not so terrible (plus they always gave me cookies and chips and soda and I got to get in the cozy sheets of a hospital bed).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I cannot believe my body went through what it did and came out of it all without any major damages. It is amazing how much our bodies can take. I know that I wasn't alone through this, despite how alone I felt at the time. God is my creator, He made me and He knew that I was capable to go through this experience. He was with me every step of the way, every tear I cried, every night I woke up thinking "Being dead would be better than feeling this pain". I grew so close to God through this part of my life and I am so grateful that He knows me better than I know myself </span>and that He walked me through this brief time in my eternity that I didn’t think I would get through.<span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The point of this post is not to make you all feel bad for me. Actually, it is quite the opposite. I want my story to inspire. It doesn't need to be a PKU patient undergoing Peg Pal treatment. It can be anyone who is struggling with a time in their life. I want you all to find the tender mercies in your lives, like my nurses and mom were to me, I want you to all focus on the little things that happen throughout these challenges that make everything seem okay, even if it is just for a brief moment. These things are SO hard to see when you're in the midst of a challenging time, but I know that if I would've been looking for them at the time, I would've recognized them and been able to be so much more positive through my trial. FIND YOUR TENDER MERCIES. Even through the hardest times of life, there are always things that remind us of how lucky and blessed we are.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">God loves us. I often hear a quote, "God will never give you anything you cannot handle". I am going to tell you that I strongly disagree with that. I can guarantee you God will give you challenges and hardships that you cannot handle <i>alone. </i>I couldn't have gone through such a trying time in my life without His hand. I did what I could, I did everything I could to endure it. He took the rest. God lifted the remaining weight of my burden and carried it Himself. That is so much more than even a tender mercy in my life, it is a miracle; an absolute blessing beyond comprehension.</span></div>
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Sorry about this novel of a post. I've been waiting to write this for a few months but haven't been ready until now. I hope you all share this with your friends and family. All I want is for my experience to help one person. Even if it's just one person, it will make it all worth it for me to know that this can benefit somebody.</div>
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**If you are here researching about Peg Pal and considering entering the study, DO NOT let this scare you! This drug has worked for so many people and has made such an amazing difference in their lives. Do it! It was an incredible experience and you will always be able to say that you made a difference in the scientific study of PKU! :) We are so close to a cure, people! So close!</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">So it took me forever to choose a new style for my blog... but it's finally done! And I absolutely love it. I hope y'all do too!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Halloween is one of my favorite holidays because it's my favorite season and I love dressing up, especially with a friend (or in my case, a super cute boyfriend). Connor and I spent our Halloween at a dance that he was the DJ for. He did so well and I was so so proud of him(if you ever need a DJ for a party or anything, let me know! Con really is so good and would love to DJ at your event)! I saw some really cute Elsa's this year and I must say, that was my weakness because I absolutely love Frozen and the little girls just looked absolutely adorable.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Connor and I dressed up as Woody and Jessie and I must say, we looked pretty dang cute.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have to say that my mom made these costumes! She MADE them!! How amazing is she! Thanks mama, we couldn't have been such a cute Halloween couple without you!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I hope you all had such a fun (and very safe) Halloween! I'm sad that we have to wait another 365 some days until the next one but guess what...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">ONLY 7 MONDAYS LEFT UNTIL CHRISTMAS!!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I cannot wait!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Have a happy Monday :)</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-86400177862010849492014-09-18T10:54:00.002-07:002014-11-03T12:09:29.043-08:00under construction<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">hello everyone!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">sorry i've been MIA for a while... life has been going fast and i can hardly find the time to make a meal, nonetheless post on my blog!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">however, i am getting used to my changing schedule and am confident that i will begin to find time to dedicate here again because i have missed it oh so much!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">until then though, my blog will be under construction for a few days. so if you stop by and see things looking like a mess, i can assure you that it is only temporary! beauty is pain right? :) at the end of the changes i will have a new and beautiful blog which i can NOT wait for!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">so until then, please feel free to stop by anytime you'd like: but this is your fair warning! just bear with me for a few days!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">thanks y'all!</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-90555879079575393772014-07-14T23:31:00.003-07:002014-11-03T12:09:38.653-08:00golden moments<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">tonight i had a real "aha" moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i had a really magical moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it was special.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it was a golden moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i think i have them more often than i even recognize.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i'm so incredibly lucky. this is such a big world, and i'm such a little girl. but somehow, as the world is spinning and people are rushing, i am here: falling deeply in love, having so many golden moments every single day. and i'll never take another one of them for granted.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">connor kissed me tonight and after his lips left mine, i just lingered, my eyes still closed...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">soaking in every second of that moment with him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">his arms around me, my body vulnerably, trustingly intertwined in his.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">the movie playing on my television didn't exist.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">my cell phone didn't exist.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">nothing existed but the two of us.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">and the longer i closed my eyes, the more love seemed to continuously grow within me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i was full of love for this person.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i was the luckiest girl in the world.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it was a golden moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">every single day with connor is a golden moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">driving down the street, my hand in his, listening to whatever is playing (country if it's my car, rock or rap or Coldplay if it's his) :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">grocery shopping for a treat we wanted to make.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">falling asleep next to him after a long day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">and no...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">relationships aren't always easy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">they shouldn't be.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">they require so much selflessness, so much trust, so much patience.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">but as many hard times as there are...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">there are thousands of golden moments for one single hard moment.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">we learn, we grow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">and it makes for even more meaningful golden moments.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i love him so much, guys.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">so much more than i ever thought i could love someone at just 18 years old.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i don't care how young i am.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">the feeling i had when closing my eyes after a long kiss with the boy i love so much was undeniable;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it was love.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">no doubt in my mind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i love him.</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-43580507848109831102014-06-01T19:27:00.000-07:002014-11-03T12:09:55.760-08:00humbling truths<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">hey folks! long time no type... sorry about that. i guess i've actually sort of had a life as of recent! that's very good news, haha. a LOT of things have happened in the last little while. i graduated high school, my friends are having their farewells and leaving to foreign places for 2 years, everyone is off to college, some friends are even getting engaged! whoa, right? this is such an insane stage of life that i'm in right now. i'll post plenty about my future plans, but those are posts for another day. today, i want to discuss and emphasize some things i have observed lately and my thoughts about them. so i'll start here with a little story.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">****firstly, i would like to plainly state that i love my religion. it has helped me over many bumps in the road that i couldn't have even attempted without it. my faith does not waver; it is as simple as that. i do not by any means wish to shame members of the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints because HECK I am one, and a proud one at that. none of us are perfect, and that is being spoken through extremely imperfect lips. i love my religion, i truly do.****</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">okay HERE'S my story now. :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">last week was the last week of school. we had a day dedicated to signing yearbooks and bidding farewell to the people and teachers you'd actually miss. a friend of mine, sweetest boy in the galaxy, swapped yearbooks with me so we could sign each other's. i opened his and while skimming the book sleeves for a place to sign it, i saw a distinct message written in his book. it said something along the lines of:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"you're a great guy! best wishes for you in the future! GET BAPTIZED!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">here stood this boy, sweet as honey, humble as a button. he is not LDS, which is probably hard when living in a cozy, religion-based college town. my heart immediately throbbed for this boy. how hard it must be to feel that pressure. often times in the church, we talk about the pressure we feel with people who don't have the same standards as us. we may feel pressure by our peers at times to drink, to lie, to steal, to do things that we simply do not believe is right. but in this moment, looking at that yearbook page, i was seeing this town through different eyes. this boy probably has a religion he practices. no it is not LDS, but maybe it is something that he loves. mormonism wasn't a BAD thing to him, but it just wasn't what he believed and here he was, being pressured to convert to the church. to me, that was a very considerable opposition.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i didn't see who wrote this in the yearbook. i didn't care to look, because i know in my heart that this person probably meant no harm and had good intentions. but this experience did get me thinking...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">what do we strive to be? what is the one thing we all are working toward every single sunday when we attend church? when we go to seminary? when we repent with humble hearts (because we are only human, mistakes will be made and that is a guarantee)? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">we all want to be Christ-like.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Jesus was an amazing man. he performed miracles, he healed the sick, gave strength to the weak. he served others before himself, he was brutally crucified in front of thousands for our souls. he is so incredibly loving, compassionate, merciful.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">but i think there is one thing that tends to blend into the background of the things we talk about when we talk about our Savior.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The girl who sits in your seminary class and memorizes every single scripture and shares her testimony every single class? Jesus loves her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Your next door neighbors who had his mission call as soon as he could, who lived worthily his whole life and can't wait to serve his Savior for 2 years? Jesus loves him.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">but this is where the truly remarkable things happen, and where Christ's characteristics should really be applied to our personal lives...</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The man you read about in the paper who robbed the gas station with a gun? Yeah, Jesus loves him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That woman who you see walking around downtown, begging for money because drugs control her life? Jesus loves her, too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">missionary work is such an incredible thing. conversion is an amazing process and i truly believe the gospel is true in all it's forms. but some people, even after missionary lessons, just do not share the beliefs that we do. AND THAT IS OK. or at least, it should be.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Jesus Christ, who died for us all, knows that people do not believe in Him. but He loves them regardless. He knows that some of His sons and daughters do not go on missions. He knows that it's just not right for some of His children to leave for 1.5-2 years. He knows that some of His sons and daughters don't even believe that He exists, and he loves them no less than people who are going on full time missions, paying full tithes, or serving as a bishop.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">acceptance is an interesting concept. it's not "turning the other cheek" to the kid in your math class who isn't the same religion as you. it's understanding and loving them, because they are people. and if it is Christ-like that we all endeavoring, acceptance for all people of all forms should be at the top of our lists... and this all goes for myself included! we all need to be better. no one is going to be 100% Christ-like on earth. but we're all taking baby steps and i think acceptance is a very big baby step :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">just so many thoughts in this stage of life! people going on missions, feeling pressure to go to certain colleges, it's crazy stuff goin' on here in Provo, Utah. crazy crazy stuff.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">life is crazy. but it's good if you let it be.</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-16710050167582846422014-03-05T17:15:00.004-08:002014-11-03T12:10:15.868-08:00honest is hottest<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">i find it absolutely heartbreaking that this society seems to encourage self consciousness. some may argue that we don't do it, and i would agree that no, we do not encourage self consciousness directly. but we DO buy magazines with models who are portrayed as flawless. we DO watch sports with incredibly talented people. all of our movies and even reality TV shows are people who are acting, they know that there is a camera in front of them and that changes a lot of the tendencies they would have if they were by themselves with no cameras.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">wouldn't it be interesting to see someone all alone, unaware that they were being seen? we never really see that these days. through instagram filters and our amount of facebook likes, we are striving for perfection. we're putting on a front that doesn't show our true colors, but hey, it might get 100 likes on instagram.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">this leads people to see our "perfect" selves and makes them want to be "perfect" too. we cover up our so called flaws and differences to become the cookie cutter definition of beauty.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it is truly a shame that we cannot see ourselves in our most honest of moments. like when our eyelids flutter as we sleep at night, the way we look at that special person and every fiber of our being seems to become alive, how our eyes crinkle when we giggle, or the way our tears, though they may be sad, make our eyes sparkle. humanity is the most beautiful in it's honest state: not tinted by an instagram filter or an inspirational quote as a caption. we should all remember that truth and stop ourselves from sucking in while looking in the mirror or trying to make our eyes look bigger with makeup.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">we are most beautiful in our honest moments, as God made us and as we are meant to be.</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-58122508561839403022014-01-28T20:22:00.002-08:002014-11-03T12:10:30.260-08:00cake pops tutorial<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">here's a little (not so secret) secret about me:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i might have the biggest sweet tooth in the world. i think all my teeth are sweet teeth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">dessert is my favorite thing, especially if it's chocolate. life is way too short to not have dessert, right?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">one of my favorite desserts is a cake pop. they're so dang cute and they're super easy to make.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">red velvet is one of my favorites, so my tutorial is a red velvet batch, but you can use any flavors you would like!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">*if you want to make cake pops, this is the stage where you will put in the sticks. you could make cake balls if you don't have sticks. you can buy cake pop sticks anywhere, Target, Wal Mart, any craft or baking store*</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>FIFTH:</b> cut up some almond bark. you could use melted chocolate if you want, but i prefer almond bark because it's easy to work with. i use the western family brand. melt it and dip your cake pops in it. let them dry a little, but not completely, before you move onto step 6.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">wanna know what's absolutely nuts?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">my life is going to start soon! like, it's really gonna start and i'll be experiencing real life!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">though i am 18, and technically an adult, i still live at home and am still in high school which is really bittersweet.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">i am SO excited to get out of the laughable education system we call public school, but at the same time, i can't imagine life without it: friday night football games, parties, ditching class, being on dance company. my life consists of all of these things and in about 4 months, it'll all be over forever. 4 of the most important years of my life will be over within 4 months. THAT, my friends, is wacko.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">the worst part about this stage of life though, isn't being sick of high school or the people you've been stuck with for 4 years. it's the questions from family members who you only see once a year at the christmas party, like</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"what are you going to study?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"are you going on a mission?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"where are you going to live?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">"where are you going to work?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">those questions are so scary! do they not realize i'm 18? that i still go to parties and dance my heart out and stay up til the early hours of the morning with my best friends? how am i supposed to determine my life in just a few decisions? well i've decided that i'll never really know what i want to be. i'll be a spunky 70 year old and i still will have a new idea of what i want to be when i grow up. if there's one thing i do know, though, it's that i want to be a mommy. more than anything in the whole world. i couldn't imagine a future for myself without a mr. whatevermylastnamewillbe and our little tiny humans running around the house.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">it's so crazy that i'm gonna be a real big kid soon. i'm excited. painfully, bitterly excited.</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-18999439870540933012013-12-28T23:06:00.001-08:002013-12-28T23:06:35.309-08:00you make me happy<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i've been awful at posting lately. i'm terribly sorry.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">with the combination of the holidays and basketball season, i've been SO super duper busy.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i have been so incredibly happy.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you know that feeling when happiness sorta hits you all at once? like good things are happening to you and you feel so blessed and lucky, like you're on cloud 9? but then you look around, and you realize that most everything around you has been the same forever. your family, your friends, they've all remained constant. they haven't necessarily gotten better, your attitude has just changed? well, that's what i've been feeling as of recent.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i have been blessed with the most amazing people in my life. everyone says that and it is SO cliche. but really, i don't know what i would do without my mom, dad, siblings, cousins, doctors, Kady, Addie, Braeden, Connor, Chris and Ashley Miles, all of the dance company girls... i could go on and on. these people have just made me so happy and i will never be able to say how much i love and appreciate them in my life. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">just a small post of gratitude, cause my heart is full of it tonight.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i took 8 year old anna to basketball practice with the intentions of letting her run around the marriott center getting tired so she could sleep soundly and i could happily watch desperate housewives.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i love my sister more than anything. i would truly do anything for her. it's the duty of a sister to love and protect and be a best friend. but tonight, i realized how really true that statement is.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i have no problem with cooking. i actually really enjoy it. making dinner for my siblings is never a big issue, but tonight was one of those "i'm too lazy to lift a finger" nights, and i took my sister out for ice cream. yes, ice cream for dinner. anna told me i was the coolest sister ever. i felt like all of the mothers before me who ever told their kids to eat their vegetables were very disappointed in my little sister's so called 'meal'. the smile on her face was worth it, though. she ordered pistachio ice cream, because, and I quote, "that's what YOU always get Aly, so i got it, too!" </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">in that moment, i felt a sense of responsibility. i've gotta be a good example for this little rascal, cause she watches my every move. she thinks i'm such a cool, old kid, when in reality, i'm just a crazy 18 year old who likes long drives and hot baths. i'm such an average girl, but somehow, she wants to be just like me. that makes me really happy, and a little bit nervous.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i loved mysteries as a kid. and i've NEVER been good at math. i never will be. but writing and reading are my strongest areas. i love getting lost in a book, letting the pages take me to a different world and having a little escape from my reality. i love writing what i feel, what people feel. this was the moment that i realized that my sister and i really are so much alike. she tries so hard to be like me by getting pistachio ice cream and wearing camo skinny jeans and white converse. but i see a lot of myself in her, the things that she doesn't TRY to do. it makes me really happy.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i can NOT wait to have little kiddos of my own. for the longest time, i didn't want kids. i kinda planned to just devote my life to my music. i wanted a marriage, but kids seemed to be a lot of baggage at the time. i'm not quite sure when it was that i realized that my mind had changed; maybe it was when i was finally single after a long period of dating a boy who hated kids, maybe it was when i took my cousins for snow cones and they told me i was the best cousin ever. i really don't know. but let me tell ya, i live for the day that i can hold my very own baby and say, "awh, she has my nose" or "he has his eyes". i live for the day that my 10 year old trusts me enough to tell me who her 4th grade crush is. i can't imagine the joy that will bring me. i just know they'll be so rewarding in my life once i have been married for a while and am ready to have little rascals running around.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i always try to keep these posts brief but it's so hard, i just have so much love and gratitude for everything and everyone around me, and especially the lessons i learn from them. i want to express it all, but sometimes it gets a little lengthy. :)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">thanks to all of you who've taught me valuable lessons and given me experiences that have made me truly grateful for everything. i'm just blessed to be here, in provo utah, with the coolest family on the galaxy, surrounded by the most beautiful mountains on the planet, and with a bright future ahead.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">yesterday i got my eyelash extensions done by my cousin, ellie. i was always a little skeptical of them and was never quite sure if i wanted them. but when i saw that my cousin was having such an INCREDIBLE deal on them, i figured i would try them out. the verdict...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i usually take maybe 10 minutes or less on my make up, unless i'm going out or want to look extra done up. i really like a natural look, because i think natural beauty is the purest and most real form of beauty. my lashes are the perfect length and fullness, because they look noticeably long and gorgeous, but they don't look fake at all. this morning, it didn't even take me 5 minutes to get ready. i put on some powder and blush and i was done. it was so awesome.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">so all in all, i give the lashes 5 stars. they're gorgeous and very low maintenance. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">my cousin ellie is doing lash extensions for only $55 until November 1st!! that is the best deal on lashes i've ever heard about. they're usually close to $80 or even more. you're getting an amazing deal on gorgeous lashes AND saving time.</span></div>
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the other day, i was driving over to alpine to see my grandma and to visit the cemetery. while i was driving there, a song by Due West came on the radio. i couldn't help but smile and know that it was a little sign from my guardian angel saying hello to me; telling me he loves me. and i sure do love him.</div>
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my eighth grade year, devin's seventh grade year, one of dev's favorite country bands came to utah to do a local concert to fundraise for devin and his family. he seriously loved this band so much. i went early to help out with setting the whole venue up. we set up chairs, decorations, if i remember correctly there were candles that we were lighting. and then there was devin and his family. when Due West came on stage, devin did his up and down bouncy thing he did when he got excited. i thought he was going to burst. that night was pure happiness.</div>
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it's really hard to grasp the whole concept of death- especially when it's someone you really loved. to think that they're gone, absolutely GONE, it's really difficult and it's not an easy thing to come to terms with. but it's little moments like these that bring him back to me, for just a moment. the times when i'm driving around and his favorite band or one of his favorite songs come on, and i know that he's sitting in my front seat jammin' out with me.</div>
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it's like the clouds open up and let him come down just when i need him the most. it's pretty amazing. life is a really cool thing. it's really hard sometimes, harder than i would prefer it to be. but it's really so wonderful.</div>
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it's that time of year again when the chill of the air isn't enough to wear a winter coat, but it's just enough to make your skin tingle and feel alive.</div>
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i love fall. i always hated it growing up, because it got cold and school started. i really didn't start enjoying it until last year, but it's probably my second favorite season now (summer being first, of course). i think i get a little bit sentimental in the fall. i see beauty and appreciate it more often than i do during the other seasons. i see beauty everywhere- the red leaves, the beautiful mountains, and it just brings me a little taste of heaven.</div>
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i've been reflecting lately on things of the past, people of the past. specifically about the people who hurt me, really REALLY bad. i've been extremely bitter toward them in the recent past. i never thought i'd forgive them, and i still know that i'll never <i>forget</i> them forever. but interesting enough, the less i thought about the hurt they caused me, the more time my wound had to heal, the more i forgave them. for me, the forgetting came before the forgiving, but either way, they both happened. how great it feels to move on, i can't even tell you... of course, i still think about the hurt sometimes, because i'm only human. my scars are healed but they're definitely still scars, they'll be there forever.</div>
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i guess i've felt very happy as of recent. just very content with my life, my friends, even myself. i've decided that feeling inferior is a really big waste of time. there are so many great, beautiful, and amazing things in this life that there are to appreciate. and i've learned to truly appreciate them. it feels a lot better not to have any issues with people. it feels good to forgive. it feels amazing to take the power to hurt me away from people, because no one make you feel inferior unless you give them the power to do so. it feels so good to be happy about myself, to not worry about other people, to be friends to everyone, to be civil to everyone, to not have any problems with anyone. and it's much, much easier to see beauty in things when you're not full of hatred and negativity. no one likes a negative nancy anyways, right?</div>
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she had a big party (pics coming soon) and had a bunch of girls over. i thought about the cute little girls who were screaming over boy bands and watching a disney princess movie. i thought of what advice i would give them in growing up. would it be to be happy, to live with no regrets, would it be a cheesy quote like "live life to the fullest!"? the thought was dismissed when it was time for cake and ice cream, but as i scrolled through my bloglovin' feed, i saw this photo and it brought me back that thought. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i came to really accept this reality about a year ago. i came to accept the fact that this is my body, this is what it always has been and always will be. however, this does not define me. or at least, i shouldn't let it do so. i am not a disease. i am not a disability. i accepted that, i really, truly did.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">isn't it fascinating... humanity? i sound like a 70 year old, retired professor analyzing everything. but it truly amazes me. every single human being on this earth, knows how it feels to hurt. whether it's physically, emotionally, or both. everyone has felt pain and discomfort in some way. and for some reason, we are so quick to talk about people and their situations, as if their lives are easy. and no one's is, i can assure you that. hard times come, and they go. but no matter what things may look like, life isn't easy for anybody. it is so easy these days to look at the amount of someone's instagram likes or their blog posts and say that they are living on a cloud, that nothing can tear them down. but that assumption is nothing but the root of ignorance surfacing.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">as i was driving home, shaking and sobbing like a little baby, i felt like a zero. like i didn't exist. i thought about how awful the feeling was, and how i hope i never make anyone feel like that. EVER.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the girl in my sixth period who wears black lipstick and has scars on her wrists: maybe she isn't just angry at the world for no reason, maybe she needs some love and affection. that "fat" kid: maybe he's got problems at home and finds an escape in food. maybe the girl with 2,000 instagram followers has a low self esteem, and relies on other's opinions for her to feel satisfied with herself. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i could go on and on; </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">we HAVE to start thinking of the effect of our words on others before we say them. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">there are so many things that people struggle with and i hope that i will never jump to the conclusion that looks to be what is true on the surface.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">so there it is... probably the millionth lesson i've learned the hard way. but nobody's perfect. we all live, we all learn, we're all better people today than we were yesterday...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">my heart breaks thinking that anyone even has to write posts like these- especially those who I went to school and shared the same neighborhood grocer with for so many years.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">four days ago, on August 16, 2013, indica huddleston left her parents a note explaining that she did not want to go back to lone peak high school. she also mentioned that she was being "taken care of" and that she will be safe. she has not been seen since.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">feeling inadequate is probably the worst feeling in the whole entire galaxy. feeling like you're trapped in this bubble of so called "perfection". stuck in a mold of what you are expected to be. intimidated by people who strive to be exactly the person that everyone is counting on you to be.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i just really want to get out of here: out of this ignorance and judgement, expectations of this nonexistent perfection that everyone seems to believe exists. i'll never be even close enough to "perfect". never.</span></div>
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alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-51044735212061463502013-07-16T21:48:00.001-07:002013-07-16T21:48:05.738-07:00full<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ya know that feeling?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the one when you feel, not empty...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">because "i feel empty" is too poetic.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you don't feel poetic.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you don't feel like beautiful words with a deeper meaning.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you just feel a sort of hollow.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">like if someone were to knock on your chest,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">it would echo.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">echo.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">e c h o .</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you're stuck in the same old.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">there's nothin' making your heart go-</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">BEAT BEAT.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">BEAT BEAT.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and even though you're just shy of 18 years young,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and you shouldn't need someone to make you feel special,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you kind of feel that you do.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">or at least you want it.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you want someone,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">someone out of the ordinary,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">to be your best friend.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">to look at you and admire everything about you.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">even your quirks.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">like the dimples by your eyes,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">or that snort after you giggle.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">someone to watch movies with,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">to waste friday nights with.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">someone to miss when you've been busy.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">someone to make you feel at home every time you're with them,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">even if you're miles away.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">a best friend.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">who accepts you for your faults.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">for your past.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">for your present.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and WANTS to be a part of your future.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you feel like everyone's found something to make them feel special-</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">something...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">someone.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">but you haven't yet found that.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and you really want to.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">remember when i said you don't feel poetic?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">well maybe you do.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">cause when you start thinking about if this "someone" were to exist,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">you think you'd feel quite poetic about them.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">poetic and full.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">full of,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i don't even know what.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">cause i've never been "full".</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">full of that unknown, mystery thing.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">but again, i'm just shy of 18.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i'll get there.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i just wish everyone around me WASN'T there.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">or at least,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i wish they didn't THINK they were.</span></div>
alyjuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17419469836157902097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2224741156418265146.post-70231114350660656722013-07-16T21:30:00.000-07:002013-07-16T21:54:38.864-07:00it's a girl!<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hello bloggers and blog readers!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tonight we had a fun little party at the LaComb house.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My cousin, Ellie, is pregnant with her first little baby. I'm so excited for her and I've loved watching her grow up, get married, get pregnant. She's such a good example to me and I look up to her so much. I really do consider her the big sister I never had. She's having a little girl, Kinley Mae, and is due in September. She'll give us the first opportunity to be aunts, great aunts, second cousins, and great grandparents. It's easy to say that Kinley Mae will be spoiled rotten.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We had a shower at my house tonight for Ellie and little Kinley and it was so fun. The decorations and the food were great, and the company was even better. I managed to capture some photos throughout the evening that I thought I'd share with y'all.</span><br />
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<i>cutest mama within miles</i></div>
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