<?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-8510524598540023480</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:57:51.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment in the life of...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the random things that happen in my life. Nothing fantastic, just me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2273290111299171316</id><published>2009-08-22T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:48:25.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning Free Eye Glasses</title><content type='html'>I want to try and win some free glasses. &lt;a href="http://www.frugalandfabulous.org/2009/08/giveaway-review-eyeglasses-from.html"&gt;http://www.frugalandfabulous.org/2009/08/giveaway-review-eyeglasses-from.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2273290111299171316?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2273290111299171316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2273290111299171316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2273290111299171316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2273290111299171316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/winning-free-eye-glasses.html' title='Winning Free Eye Glasses'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-3607533548950811183</id><published>2009-04-07T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:26:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Mattters Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvhGit_-RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3S-3c_Ip150/s1600-h/sofieandkyle+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322094887183579410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvhGit_-RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3S-3c_Ip150/s400/sofieandkyle+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-3607533548950811183?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3607533548950811183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=3607533548950811183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3607533548950811183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3607533548950811183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-mattters-most.html' title='What Mattters Most'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvhGit_-RI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3S-3c_Ip150/s72-c/sofieandkyle+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1481813820643996555</id><published>2009-04-07T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:16:48.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvQrIeicyI/AAAAAAAAALs/9_557H4d5QI/s1600-h/Kyle+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322076824096895778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvQrIeicyI/AAAAAAAAALs/9_557H4d5QI/s400/Kyle+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's your baby Allison. I hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1481813820643996555?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1481813820643996555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1481813820643996555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1481813820643996555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1481813820643996555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-prince.html' title='Our Prince'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdvQrIeicyI/AAAAAAAAALs/9_557H4d5QI/s72-c/Kyle+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2828751388104328347</id><published>2009-04-06T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:30:36.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Favorite Younger Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdrkcMLnSyI/AAAAAAAAALk/fVBRex7cj40/s1600-h/Emily+and+Laura+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321817082649070370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdrkcMLnSyI/AAAAAAAAALk/fVBRex7cj40/s400/Emily+and+Laura+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saw the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;word art&lt;/span&gt; that is on this page and I knew immediately who it was describing. I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;greatful&lt;/span&gt; to a mom who has all the images that I need/want already on the computer. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2828751388104328347?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2828751388104328347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2828751388104328347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2828751388104328347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2828751388104328347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-two-favorite-younger-sisters.html' title='My Two Favorite Younger Sisters'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdrkcMLnSyI/AAAAAAAAALk/fVBRex7cj40/s72-c/Emily+and+Laura+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1313505818553292798</id><published>2009-04-05T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:10:02.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very early mother's day present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/Sdmafh0Kd3I/AAAAAAAAALc/XOyzz7-CzIk/s1600-h/5+girls+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321454301158733682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/Sdmafh0Kd3I/AAAAAAAAALc/XOyzz7-CzIk/s400/5+girls+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the middle picture of my mom at 5 months old and I decided to find pictures of all of the girls at about the same age, I faded the pictures of the girls so that they wouldn't over power my mom's picture. I also added the framing around the girls by making a new page and using the eyedropper tool to get the color from the edge of the middle picture to make them match a little bit. Kind of simple but I like them better that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Allison the ribbon comes from a free kit on Ikea goddess's webpage the link is &lt;a href="http://www.neverendingfairytale.com/scraps"&gt;www.neverendingfairytale.com/scraps&lt;/a&gt; it's the purple princess kit  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1313505818553292798?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1313505818553292798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1313505818553292798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1313505818553292798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1313505818553292798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-early-mothers-day-present.html' title='A very early mother&apos;s day present...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/Sdmafh0Kd3I/AAAAAAAAALc/XOyzz7-CzIk/s72-c/5+girls+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6057960473972951584</id><published>2009-04-04T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:08:47.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first attempt at Digi Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdlIB1qM-9I/AAAAAAAAALI/aVzsSuNfHko/s1600-h/emily+pre+mission+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321363631136111570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdlIB1qM-9I/AAAAAAAAALI/aVzsSuNfHko/s400/emily+pre+mission+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/Sdg1GO9PSSI/AAAAAAAAALA/-yM_MwsMMyc/s1600-h/emily+pre+mission+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I don't think I did too bad. It was very fun making everything work together and getting it just right. I am now going to go download more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/Sdg03CEITRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZEcWL7iQO_0/s1600-h/emily+pre+mission+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6057960473972951584?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6057960473972951584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6057960473972951584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6057960473972951584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6057960473972951584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-very-first-attempt-at-digi.html' title='My very first attempt at Digi Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SdlIB1qM-9I/AAAAAAAAALI/aVzsSuNfHko/s72-c/emily+pre+mission+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1024828702436433537</id><published>2009-04-04T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:57:47.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Digi Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>Well after being idle for... a long time, I have finally found something that is interesting to blog about. What is that you ask....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Digital Scrapbooking!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Utah (see my mom's blog) Allison showed us some digital scrapbooking things that she was doing on her computer. She also said that the program that my parents had gotten her for christmas was on sale at Costco. My mom and I were both interested but didn't commit to getting the program. Well while we were driving home (we were just outside of Park City) We decided that we would really like to have the program for the home computer. So I called Allison and asked her to buy the program and have it shipped to us. Well this was done and it made it to our house by Monday (wow that was fast, it was even in Eagan before we were.) So I have been collecting lots and lots and lots of papers and elements during this last week. Tonight I am hoping to finally make a scrapbook page, and since I have nothing all that interesting of my own to scrapbook I will be using a lot of my niece and nephew and my sister who is on her Mission in Australia. Look for a completed page in the next day or so and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the sites where I found some cute things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplycleandigiscraps.com/freebies"&gt;www.simplycleandigiscraps.com/freebies&lt;/a&gt; super cute and lots of elements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digitalscrapbookingfreebies.com/"&gt;www.digitalscrapbookingfreebies.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peppermintcreative.com/"&gt;www.peppermintcreative.com&lt;/a&gt; free download in the bottom right corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cottagearts.net/samples.html"&gt;www.cottagearts.net/samples.html&lt;/a&gt; I haven't gotten anything yet but there are some cute ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.comdigitalscrapbookfreebies/"&gt;www.squidoo.comdigitalscrapbookfreebies&lt;/a&gt; this is the list that I found all the links from&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1024828702436433537?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1024828702436433537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1024828702436433537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1024828702436433537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1024828702436433537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/digi-scrapbooking.html' title='Digi Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7880000694094362623</id><published>2008-10-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:54:55.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I blog like I journal</title><content type='html'>I thought I might need to put something up since I last posted about my trip to Utah that happened awhile ago. Not much is new in my life. I started a new school year and I have been working in the Salon for one year. It's pretty crazy to think that I have been licensed for a year. It has been fun and a learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Emily left on her mission and is doing well. We look forward to her emails and letters. I put a counter on my sidebar counting down the days until she gets back. Feel free to anxiously wait count down with me for the next 518 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7880000694094362623?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7880000694094362623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7880000694094362623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7880000694094362623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7880000694094362623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-blog-like-i-journal.html' title='I blog like I journal'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6614298600787719258</id><published>2008-04-13T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:27:58.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Trip</title><content type='html'>So I'm a little late blogging about my Utah trip, I have been home for about two weeks. I left on the 21st of March and got home on the 26th. Not a long trip but a much needed break. Thanks to my Sister and my Brother-in-Law for letting me come and visit them. It was so fun to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting there was a bit of a pain, the night before I left it was a little snowy, not much just a light coating the next morning when my Mom opened the window there was about two inches on the ground covering everything. My flight which was supposed to leave at 9:25 am didn't leave the ground until 11:30. I finally arrived and it was gorgeous weather pretty much the whole time that I was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday the 22nd was Nathan's birthday so in the evening we went to the Gateway Mall and I took Sofie and met up with Kristina. Kristina and I had a great visit and we got to catch up which was so nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we went to church then had their neighbors, The Cox Family, over for dessert and games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday evening we went to the Lion House for dinner and then Allison and Nathan went to the temple while Sofie and I hung out at Temple square. We went to the North Visiters center where Sofie charmed all the sister Missionaries by pointing to all the pictures of Jesus and saying his name. A huge thanks to the Deseret Bookstore for letting Sofie and me hang out there for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM1mRKOTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/--mW-k2CXPk/s1600-h/4-13-08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934941861886258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM1mRKOTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/--mW-k2CXPk/s200/4-13-08+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM12RKOUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZYZPqVuNPDU/s1600-h/4-13-08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934946156853570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM12RKOUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZYZPqVuNPDU/s200/4-13-08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the window on the way to Utah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM2WRKOVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gTGI4zKJ59Q/s1600-h/4-13-08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934954746788178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM2WRKOVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gTGI4zKJ59Q/s200/4-13-08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM2mRKOWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/K0Zo-wuLhBg/s1600-h/4-13-08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934959041755490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM2mRKOWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/K0Zo-wuLhBg/s200/4-13-08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sofie in pigtails and at the museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM3GRKOXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-9S9zybs-Bs/s1600-h/4-13-08+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188934967631690098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM3GRKOXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-9S9zybs-Bs/s200/4-13-08+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO0GRKOYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RZFt_nw5LJ0/s1600-h/4-13-08+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188937115115338114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO0GRKOYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RZFt_nw5LJ0/s200/4-13-08+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sofie wants something and now she has it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO0WRKOZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ylOk0rMWncE/s1600-h/4-13-08+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188937119410305426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO0WRKOZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ylOk0rMWncE/s200/4-13-08+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO02RKOaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yEmV3N_FNcg/s1600-h/4-13-08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188937128000240034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALO02RKOaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yEmV3N_FNcg/s200/4-13-08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sofie in her Easter outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6614298600787719258?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6614298600787719258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6614298600787719258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6614298600787719258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6614298600787719258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/utah-trip.html' title='Utah Trip'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/SALM1mRKOTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/--mW-k2CXPk/s72-c/4-13-08+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-8629627397528957509</id><published>2008-03-08T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:35:34.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Deer!        ****UPDATE*******</title><content type='html'>Well, I have met the limit for the amount of deer that I can bag in a month, 1. I was driving down the road this evening after work and a deer ran out from the side of the road and I hit it. I was going about 30, because I stepped on the brakes to try to avoid it and I was not able to. So now I have front end damage that will need to be taken care of so that I can have a good car again. Thankfully, Mom and Dad came out to meet me so that I would not have to sit by the side of the road alone. I had an officer from the Eagan PD come out and check it out for me. Well hopefully I can get it taken care of soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R9M__bfMdlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d7bN4JmwdJs/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175550755721737810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R9M__bfMdlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d7bN4JmwdJs/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175551442916505186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R9NAnbfMdmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0ByfLHFCbbo/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177064495470376578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R9igurfMdoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OjspTje75PM/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-8629627397528957509?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8629627397528957509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=8629627397528957509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/8629627397528957509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/8629627397528957509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-deer.html' title='Oh Deer!        ****UPDATE*******'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R9M__bfMdlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d7bN4JmwdJs/s72-c/PICT0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6049904759321019392</id><published>2008-01-24T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:12:02.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual Suspects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Usual Suspects are Shears, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l3HiNIdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DFCYWLdePU4/s1600-h/shears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159285819454288962" style="WIDTH: 51px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px" height="119" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l3HiNIdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DFCYWLdePU4/s200/shears.jpg" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thinning Shears&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l35SNIdFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t80dV9Ziu-8/s1600-h/thinning+shears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159286674152780882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="64" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l35SNIdFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/t80dV9Ziu-8/s200/thinning+shears.jpg" width="64" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course Razor&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l4ayNIdGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6GKFb3Qjiro/s1600-h/razor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159287249678398562" style="WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px" height="82" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l4ayNIdGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6GKFb3Qjiro/s200/razor.jpg" width="89" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the culprit was the thinning shears and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; was my middle finger (again) (see earlier post). I was giving a haircut and removing bulk from the top of a kids head when I turned to say something to his mother and my middle finger got in the way (I hold the hair up between my index and middle fingers as I cut.) I took a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' chop and got my finger instead of the hair. Ouch. I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; and fixed it but as I was putting on a new one a little later the manager and the owner walk in to the salon.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;) So now I am wearing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; so that I don't bleed all over everything and I am hoping that I will not have to worry about cutting myself again for a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l3HiNIdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DFCYWLdePU4/s1600-h/shears.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/NEW-5-5-Zyrca-Stylist-Hair-Cutting-Scissor-Shears-NEW_W0QQitemZ370016976712QQihZ024QQcategoryZ101917QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/NEW-5-5-Zyrca-Stylist-Hair-Cutting-Scissor-Shears-NEW_W0QQitemZ370016976712QQihZ024QQcategoryZ101917QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6049904759321019392?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6049904759321019392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6049904759321019392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6049904759321019392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6049904759321019392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/01/usual-suspects.html' title='The Usual Suspects...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5l3HiNIdEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DFCYWLdePU4/s72-c/shears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2128620967304662866</id><published>2008-01-21T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:01:49.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...</title><content type='html'>Emily, my lovely sister, tagged me. So here goes in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love Nancy Drew Books and I want to name a daughter Nancy Drew. I have liked her since I was a little girl and I want to one day own all the books in the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite number is 3 I have no logical reason for this nor do I remember a time when this was not true. When someone asks this question I automatically think of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to own a grey cat and name it Pilchard after the cat from Bob the builder. I couldn't get my sisters to agree to this name for the two current cats so I bide my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I adore old movies. My Favorite Actress would have to be Doris Day with Audrey Hepburn a close second. I am right now watching Doris Day and Rock Hudson in Pillow Talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like watching Educational shows like Nova and the discovery channel shows, I find them incredibly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&gt; and I could watch them for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to work on a cruise ship and sail around the ocean doing hair. Most ships have salons on them and one of my ultimate goals is to work in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to read murder mystery books, Mary Higgins Clark is a particular favorite of mine. I have read all of her books and eagerly await each one the she writes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have to write so now I tag, Kristina L. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tacy&lt;/span&gt; M. K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2128620967304662866?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2128620967304662866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2128620967304662866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2128620967304662866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2128620967304662866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6944663109034693370</id><published>2008-01-18T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:00:43.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard a Rumor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5GfpOSuVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJ0FVN_lAgk/s1600-h/lg_rumor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157078578876011762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5GfpOSuVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJ0FVN_lAgk/s320/lg_rumor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I wanted a new phone so I went to sprint to see what kind of deals they had and I found the coolest phone as an upgrade so I bought it. It is super fun and the coolest thing ever. It took me a while to actually go through with the purchase but I did, and then I had to wait for it to be delivered and I tracked it the whole way here(thank goodness for modern technology) I am having the funnest time playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Opened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5Gf8OSuVQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bHIuXLSLiVE/s1600-h/newphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157078905293526274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5Gf8OSuVQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bHIuXLSLiVE/s320/newphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5GfDuSuVOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0HgyZVqrwSs/s1600-h/newphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6944663109034693370?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6944663109034693370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6944663109034693370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6944663109034693370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6944663109034693370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-heard-rumor.html' title='I heard a Rumor...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/R5GfpOSuVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJ0FVN_lAgk/s72-c/lg_rumor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2689746995350765289</id><published>2007-12-24T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T17:16:11.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Don't you ever Blog?</title><content type='html'>Well in answer to this question my life is actually kind of boring. Don't get me wrong I have a fun time with my friends but nothing huge happens on an average day. Infact on an average day I work, go home for ten minutes, Work, go home, check facebook and then sleep. Not much to write about. I really can't blog about what happens at my day job because that would break a lot of confidentiality stuff then I wouldn't have that job. There are a few things that I will blog about. Here's a list:&lt;br /&gt;1. A date (this hasn't happened in a few years, don't hold your breath)&lt;br /&gt;2. A new Job (but I like both of the jobs I have now)&lt;br /&gt;3. A fun camping trip (two words, Minnesota Winter)&lt;br /&gt;4. A super funny thing that I have witnessed. &lt;br /&gt;5. A T.V. Appearance&lt;br /&gt;6. What I got for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;7. A major life event&lt;br /&gt;8. My birthday&lt;br /&gt;9. An out of town trip&lt;br /&gt;10. Something that I find interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2689746995350765289?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2689746995350765289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2689746995350765289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2689746995350765289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2689746995350765289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-dont-you-ever-blog.html' title='Why Don&apos;t you ever Blog?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-4046314742210280728</id><published>2007-12-23T15:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T15:27:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Well Kristina and Stephen are now officially married. They got married here in the Saint Paul Temple and had their reception in Burnsville. Here are some pictures of them after their sealing and reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-4a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-4a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=504403158291967050&amp;site=widget-4a.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=504403158291967050&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p1/504403158291967050/ms_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=504403158291967050&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p2/504403158291967050/ms_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-4046314742210280728?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4046314742210280728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=4046314742210280728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4046314742210280728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4046314742210280728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My Best Friend&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7558123754764966974</id><published>2007-11-22T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:39:50.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed The Hungry</title><content type='html'>At work the other day I received an email from a co-worker telling about a website where you can increase your vocabulary and feed the hungry at the same time. It's called freerice.com. For every word that you correctly identify The World Food Program donates ten grains of rice. It really adds up and it builds your vocabulary. in the past 6 weeks, which is how long it has been running the WFP has donated over 3 BILLION grains of rice. It has been checked out by snopes.com and is actually legitimate. So help feed the hungry and play the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7558123754764966974?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7558123754764966974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7558123754764966974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7558123754764966974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7558123754764966974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/11/feed-hungry.html' title='Feed The Hungry'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2716158392080344123</id><published>2007-10-23T21:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:50:16.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Fantastic!!</title><content type='html'>I have been neglecting my blog lately and I have now sat down to update all on my life and what I have been up to for the last month. &lt;br /&gt;I finally recieved my Cosmetology License in the mail, YAY! But it had the wrong house number on it. I looked and I wrote the correct address not once, not twice, not three times but four diffrent times on my application and paperwork for the license. I would think that they might get it right. One would think that it doesn't matter but the laws state that it must have a &lt;em&gt;correct&lt;/em&gt; address to be valid so I called the license office and requested a new license. They were really good about it and sent a new one that arrived within a week. During the time that I was waiting I started putting my name in to various Salon databases hoping for a call. I put it into Great Clips, Coles, and Fantastic Sam's. I got called the very next day for many diffrent Great Clips locations but not for the one that my friend was trying to get me to work at, she works there. I also got a call from Fantastic Sam's. I went for an interview on Monday the 24th of September. The manager wanted me to come on Wednesday the 26th for a technical interview to see how I was with hair. I brought my friend's younger sister and gave her a cute bob. The Manager offered my a position as soon as I was done. I had an interview with Great Clips on that Friday so I told her that I would let her know on the 1st of October what I had decided. I went on Friday the 28th for the interview with Great Clips and as soon as I walked in the door I wanted to walk out again. I didn't feel like it was the right place for me. I went through the interview and was basically offered the job with out the lady actually offering it. So I knew that I wanted to go with Fantastic Sam's because they did so much more than cuts. They have Cuts, Color, Perms, Updos and waxing. On Saturday the 29th I went to Duluth and got to hang out with some friends before I accepted the position. &lt;br /&gt;On Monday the First of October I called the Manager and accepted the position at Fantastic Sam's. I started the next day and I love it. I have been there for 3 weeks today and I have improved in my cuts so much from when I started. I really like the girls that I work with and I am so excited to go to work each evening. &lt;br /&gt;I told them that I absolutely could not work Sunday so I could go to church. I also requested Monday's so that I could go to the single's FHE. I have been working Tuesday-Thursday 4:00-8:00 Fridays 4:00-7:00 and Saturday 10:00am-5:00pm. I have had so much fun. I love it. I am so glad that I decided to go into cosmetology!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2716158392080344123?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2716158392080344123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2716158392080344123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2716158392080344123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2716158392080344123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-fantastic.html' title='It&apos;s Fantastic!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7770224356072761180</id><published>2007-09-20T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:39:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Unlucky Finger</title><content type='html'>Well I don't know what it is about my middle finger on my left hand but it has been very unlucky. It started with a haircut that I was giving the art teacher and I snipped my knuckle with my very sharp shears, then I was giving a haircut to my friends sister and I cut the tip of my middle finger, (I was glad to have health insurance again because I was thinking it might need stitches, it didn't). Then today while opening a cheese package I accidently jabbed the same finger with the knife. Ouch. So hopefully that will be the end of all the bad luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7770224356072761180?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7770224356072761180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7770224356072761180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7770224356072761180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7770224356072761180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-unlucky-finger.html' title='My Unlucky Finger'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-3095756599651997377</id><published>2007-09-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T10:39:54.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>Well for the past two weeks I have been studying for the Minnesota State Cosmetology Theory and Laws tests so that I could take them on the 15th of September. I went today on the 15th to take the two tests and guess what... I PASSED!!! I am so stinking excited to be done studying and preparing for the tests. I just have a few more pieces of paperwork and some money to pay before I have my offical license. YAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-3095756599651997377?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3095756599651997377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=3095756599651997377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3095756599651997377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3095756599651997377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/09/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-5671726496521988282</id><published>2007-09-08T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:16:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singles Conference</title><content type='html'>This weekend was the Singles Conference that was hosted by the Uptown ward. I had a very fun time. I met a few new people and got the hang out with a bunch of old friends. Friday night we had Elder Stephen W. Hansen one of the Area Seventy Authority speak to us and that was followed by Comedy Sportz which is super funny. Saturday we had some classes and a service project. I went to a charity that gives furniture to people who don't have any and who are unable to buy it for themselves we got to build furniture so that it could be delivered to the place it needed to go. That was followed by dinner and a river boat cruise. There was not going to be a dance but the boat had speakers and a bunch of people who wanted to dance so we moved all the tables to one side and we hooked an ipod up to the speakers and we danced. It was a great time and I am glad that I was able to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-73.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-73.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=504403158276009075&amp;site=widget-73.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=504403158276009075&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p1/504403158276009075/ms_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=504403158276009075&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-73.slide.com/p2/504403158276009075/ms_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-5671726496521988282?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5671726496521988282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=5671726496521988282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/5671726496521988282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/5671726496521988282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/09/singles-conference.html' title='Singles Conference'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-2415610587952774664</id><published>2007-09-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:55:31.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RuOY1f6BAXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqDyX2cu7KY/s1600-h/P9031372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RuOY1f6BAXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqDyX2cu7KY/s200/P9031372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108094447233597810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it. I graduated from college. I am so excited to be able to say that. Last Friday, the 31 of August I finished school. I got home and hanging on the front porch was a sign that said congratulations. In the front hall was a balloon that sang when you tapped it and upstairs was a book and 2 dozen gorgeous yellow and orange roses. I am so lucky to have a great mom who did those things for me. My plan now is to study for the tests that I have to take and then take the tests in 1 1/2 weeks or so. I will see what I am ready for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-2415610587952774664?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2415610587952774664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=2415610587952774664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2415610587952774664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/2415610587952774664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/09/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RuOY1f6BAXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqDyX2cu7KY/s72-c/P9031372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-3547140492242524603</id><published>2007-08-23T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:00:29.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days</title><content type='html'>I was sitting here thinking back on the last two years of my life and thinking about how much has changed. I have a beautiful new(ish)car. I moved out and then back in. My best friend forever served a mission in Russia. I made another best friend. I got a job in the school district. My sister had her first baby. I changed from the St. Croix Singles Branch to the Dinkytown Singles ward and I have put myself (with the help of my parents) through Cosmetology school. I have 6 days left of school before I can licence and get a job in a salon. I never thought in a million years that I would actually be a cosmetologist. Don't get me wrong. I love it and I secretly wanted to do it but wasn't brave enough to try it and I could never see myself doing it. I wasn't girly enough although that has changed in the past two years too. I remember my first day of school thinking that 1550 hours of schooling was so far away and now I am just a mere 48 hours until I am done. I also thought that all the quotas that we had to meet would never be met but I have just a few things to do and then I will have filled those requirements too. I am excited and nervous at the same time. I can't wait until I can say that I am a cosmetologist and not a cosmetology student. I have a definite direction in my life and I am excited for that. I guess that in 8 days I will be more of an adult. An adult with a career.&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-3547140492242524603?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3547140492242524603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=3547140492242524603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3547140492242524603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/3547140492242524603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/08/6-days.html' title='6 Days'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6465098553856336801</id><published>2007-08-12T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:16:11.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain... we need you really bad</title><content type='html'>To start with we had a "violent" storm last night. It started about 3:30ish? Not sure on the exact time as I was asleep. I woke up and with all the rain pouring down I realized that I needed to use the facilities. I went upstairs and stopped at the window and look out to see that the rain was blowing side ways and the tree in the front yard was whipping around and it was blowing like crazy. I went back to bed and when I got up it was sunny and HOT!!! I heard a report that it felt like 110 with the humidity. I am not sure if that is right but it felt like it. Later in the day I went to a softball game for my singles ward and I was commenting to my friend Josh that it was a really nice evening especially after the heat we had during the day, I think I spoke to soon as the lightning lit up the sky. Well soon after that it started raining and we were all quickly soaked to the skin. The teams decided to keep playing and it was really fun to see every one running and playing during the rain. It lasted about 32 minutes (no I was not timing it but that sounds about right) and then the rest of the game there were a little sprinkles but nothing to bad. Since we are going through a drought I was glad for the rain but not glad that I was soaked. Bradley and Joe invited people to watch a movie at their apartment up the road, I watched my first Rocky movie. It was the most recent one made. I think I might have to watch the rest of the Rocky movies as I was a bit lost on the back stories that went on in the movie. I wasn't too lost on the rest of the story and I enjoyed the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6465098553856336801?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6465098553856336801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6465098553856336801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6465098553856336801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6465098553856336801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/08/rain-rain-we-need-you-really-bad.html' title='Rain Rain... we need you really bad'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1953384057855679915</id><published>2007-07-29T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T20:50:49.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp out</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I went camping with the Dinkytown ward. It was so much fun, we went to Taylors Falls which is about an hour north of the cities. We got to the campsite about 7:30 and started setting up. We got the fire going and we got the tents up then Bradley started up a game of frisbee death which we played until it was too dark to see. We all went back to the campsite and sat around the fire roasting marshmallows and listening to the music that Joe provided from his i-pod (ahhh technology). Around 1:30 everyone had drifted off to bed and I went to bed also. Tacy had left the rain flap off the tent and it was like sleeping under the stars. It was so nice. I woke up around 5:45 and rolled out of my tent. There were a few people up and the ones that were decided to go rock climbing. I went with and we were one of two groups in the park. The other group said that the wall right next to them was a great climb so Ben set up his stuff and everyone tried it out. Josh, another one in the group, was hungry so he and I went to the bakery and got muffins and juice for everyone. After everyone had a chance to climb we headed back and went canoeing with the whole group. There were groups of three so Josh, Jana and I all went in one canoe. We made good time and we kept going until we got to a sand bar island and beached where we went swimming with the group. We swam around and then the guys started launching people into the water. The little 7 year old that was with us loved it. He got about 15 feet of air and was spinning and flipping. Jana gave us a synchronized swimming demostration and Jay Paul even tried it out. Josh and I were content to watch. After about 30 minutes we got back into the canoe and started out again. After a while we got to a shallow part, about 6 inches deep and got out and swam again. There was a drop off into about 4 feet of water so it was more like floating. While we were playing in the water Josh felt something hit his leg, he reached into the water and pulled out his sunglasses. He was a little confused as he had just left them on the seat of the canoe. He thought it was cool that he had not lost them and that they had traveled the 20 feet to hit his leg. When we went back to the canoe he found his glasses still on the seat. They were the exact match to the ones that he had found. We finished the canoe trip with no swamping (Hurray Mormon Three!!) We got back had a sandwich and jumped onto the shuttle bus that took us back to the cars. After that we left for home in the cities and a shower. It was a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1953384057855679915?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1953384057855679915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1953384057855679915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1953384057855679915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1953384057855679915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/camp-out.html' title='Camp out'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-4158913443720361272</id><published>2007-07-25T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:31:11.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Car</title><content type='html'>I have my car back!! I got a call from the repair shop today and they said that my car was ready to pick up. I was so excited. I have had to drive a Ford Fusion for the past week and a half and I was not thrilled with it. It was completely gutless. I am so happy to have my little car back. Now tomorrow I will take Emily to Baldwin Wisconsin so that she can meet up with a friend and head out to Nauvoo this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-4158913443720361272?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4158913443720361272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=4158913443720361272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4158913443720361272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4158913443720361272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-car.html' title='My Car'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-4245771856969588796</id><published>2007-07-24T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:29:39.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como Park Conservatory</title><content type='html'>It was taking to long adding pictures to the post about the trip I took to the zoo with the amazing Tacy so I put all the pictures of the flowers into a blog and I will follow up with a slide show of the animals and a post about what we did. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-87.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158267985287&amp;amp;site=widget-87.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=504403158267985287&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-87.slide.com/p1/504403158267985287/bb_t043_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=504403158267985287&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-87.slide.com/p2/504403158267985287/bb_t043_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-4245771856969588796?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4245771856969588796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=4245771856969588796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4245771856969588796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4245771856969588796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Como Park Conservatory'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-4328364926258322595</id><published>2007-07-16T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:52:47.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allison, Nathan and Sofie come for a visit</title><content type='html'>For the last week and a few days we were luck enough to have Allison and her family come visit. It was so much fun to see them and to play with Sofie. Here are some pictures of her while she was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158268084766&amp;amp;site=widget-1e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=504403158268084766&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p1/504403158268084766/bb_t042_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;amp;id=504403158268084766&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p2/504403158268084766/bb_t042_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-4328364926258322595?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4328364926258322595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=4328364926258322595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4328364926258322595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4328364926258322595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/allison-nathan-and-sofie-come-for-visit.html' title='Allison, Nathan and Sofie come for a visit'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1438000323394008330</id><published>2007-07-16T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:28:40.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE at Minnehaha Falls Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpxTZTvLPdI/AAAAAAAAADE/AG7-2rsmShE/s1600-h/minnehaha+falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088033373281795538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpxTZTvLPdI/AAAAAAAAADE/AG7-2rsmShE/s320/minnehaha+falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was Family Home Evening with the singles ward. The Dinkytown ward and the Uptown ward had a combined FHE. It was loads of fun. We had a barbeque and played games. I played Boccee ball with a few people and I lost. That's okay it was fun. Later we all walked up to the falls and and headed up the trail to wade farther up stream. For those of you who have never been there this is easier then it seems because there are stairs that lead down to the stream level and the trails are really well groomed. Anna and Iwaded around the stream before we walked back up to the picnic area. I saw cute Kristin S. who had just gotten back from her mission to Costa Rica. I got to sit with her and chat for about half an hour, she is so cute. After we chatted I decided that it was time to go home so that Nancy the Meter Man didn't have a reason to give me a ticket. It was so fun and I love that I got to spend time at Minnehaha Falls which is probably one of my favorite local spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1438000323394008330?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1438000323394008330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1438000323394008330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1438000323394008330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1438000323394008330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/fhe-at-minnehaha-falls-park.html' title='FHE at Minnehaha Falls Park'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpxTZTvLPdI/AAAAAAAAADE/AG7-2rsmShE/s72-c/minnehaha+falls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-5234310124843991307</id><published>2007-07-16T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:11:11.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Car</title><content type='html'>Last week I was driving home from school when I was rear ended by another car. GRRR!! I was heading home on a busy stretch of road, the light up a head had turned red so I put on the breaks and the guy was not paying attention and rammed into me. The damage looked superficial, my bumper was loose. I was thinking that it wouldn't be a big deal. Today I took it in to get an estimate and the guy starts looking at my car. Yep, bumper needs to be fixed. Along with all the things that make a bumper work. Open the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Have you been in the trunk since the accident&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;So why is the cover for the spare sticking up? Let me tell you. The rear body panel of the car has been compacted.  Now they have to literally pull my car back into shape.&lt;br /&gt;I then try to brush a bug off the non-damaged tail lights. But oh wait it's &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt; the light. Guess that's probably cracked to.&lt;br /&gt;What about the exhaust, it's possibly compacted maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Is the bumper possible sitting on the exhaust pipe causeing a rattling noise occasionally?&lt;br /&gt;Not only is it sitting on the exhaust pipe, it's also melting the bumper, and by the way if the bumper falls off in traffic it's now my fault.&lt;br /&gt;These are only a few of the things that the really nice Walser man told me.&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to deal with all the paper work and bothersome stuff that goes into getting my car fixed.&lt;br /&gt;And oh wait the falling bumper problem was fixed with a couple of zip ties. That should hold.&lt;br /&gt;More later on how the fix is going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-5234310124843991307?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5234310124843991307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=5234310124843991307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/5234310124843991307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/5234310124843991307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/poor-car.html' title='Poor Car'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7417732977630973928</id><published>2007-07-16T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:14:31.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinkytown Ward</title><content type='html'>I finally did it. I transfered my records to the Dinkytown ward. It was exciting and scary at the same time. I have been attending the Dinkytown ward for about the last 3 months and I finally made it official. I have met a lot of new people and I am really enjoying myself now. I know that this will be my last transfer with in the Twin Cities Area. I have been a member of all three area singles wards and I won't change unless I move or I "age out" of the singles ward. Now I just have to wait for my records to make it to the new ward and have it made official, in the mean time I am going to have a lot of fun and make tons of new friends at the activities that are always going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7417732977630973928?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7417732977630973928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7417732977630973928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7417732977630973928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7417732977630973928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/dinkytown-ward.html' title='Dinkytown Ward'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7855010785342797906</id><published>2007-07-10T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:51:11.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3...TREE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085812211658377890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvQr49yqI/AAAAAAAAACU/YYq4-7cVAsI/s200/start+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I finally planted the three Arrowwood trees that I got on Arbor Day from my work. I planted them in a smaller planter about 2 weeks ago. A few days ago my Dad brought home 2 5 gallon buckets and told me that we would drill holes in them and then plant the trees so that there would be room for them to grow. Last night I drilled the holes and filled the bottom of the&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvir49ysI/AAAAAAAAACk/fwL3CI_zHvc/s1600-h/DSCN2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085812520896023234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvir49ysI/AAAAAAAAACk/fwL3CI_zHvc/s200/DSCN2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buckets with some rocks. Home Depot was closed so I went online and look for some soil that would be the best for growing them. I found soil that was formulated for trees and shrubs. Today I went and picked it up and started planting the trees. It was great getting them into larger containers. I learned that the root ball at the base of the tree should not be covered or when the tree gets bigger it will strangle it's self and die, I hope that I didn't cover it. The trees, which are more like sticks with some leaves, are really small and so it was kind of &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvir49ytI/AAAAAAAAACs/0I6Aykf3zHY/s1600-h/blossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085812520896023250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvir49ytI/AAAAAAAAACs/0I6Aykf3zHY/s200/blossoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hard to see if I put the root ball under the soil. I am hoping that they will thrive as they are very &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvQ749yrI/AAAAAAAAACc/z79DETBqgAc/s1600-h/arrowwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085812215953345202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvQ749yrI/AAAAAAAAACc/z79DETBqgAc/s200/arrowwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty when they are fully grown.I decided that they needed names, or &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRrq749yiI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ekv7WNaKdMg/s1600-h/12tree+sidebyside.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;atleast a way to readily identify them so I spray painted numbers on the two buckets. (Although I think that I really just wanted to spray paint something.) So now they have large red numbers on the side of the buckets and I have three trees that have lots of room to spread out and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRt8749yoI/AAAAAAAAACE/tOdE3YEB39c/s1600-h/12tree+line+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085810772844333698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRt8749yoI/AAAAAAAAACE/tOdE3YEB39c/s200/12tree+line+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7855010785342797906?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7855010785342797906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7855010785342797906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7855010785342797906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7855010785342797906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/07/1-2-3tree.html' title='1, 2, 3...TREE!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RpRvQr49yqI/AAAAAAAAACU/YYq4-7cVAsI/s72-c/start+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6644311693886987028</id><published>2007-06-27T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:53:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local WildLife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNYnL49ybI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dv9RCNyxW_g/s1600-h/DSCN2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081002234833914290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNYnL49ybI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dv9RCNyxW_g/s320/DSCN2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days ago when I was planting my small trees I saw that the large plastic container where my dad keeps the bird and squirrel food was chewed on the corner. I asked my mother about it and she said that it was the squirrels were trying to get to the food. Last night I was up at the computer reading blogs when I heard a noise on the deck. I turned on the light to see if it was the squirrel when to my suprise I saw a raccoon. Yes that's right a raccoon here in the suburbs. I was flabbergasted to say the least. I finally was able to close my mouth as my jaw had dropped. Looking closer I saw that it was a larger adult with 2-3 juveniles, not tiny but not as large as the biggest. I was stunned and then I began look for a camera. Thankfully Laura had left her's on the dining room table and I was able to grab it &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNY6749ycI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7Ii4XdqxUok/s1600-h/DSCN2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and start snapping pictures. The first one was terrible as I tried taking it through the glass even though I knew that it would have a terrible glare. I then decided that open the door might scare them away but I wouldn't &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNZkL49yeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YsdcvPmc_FU/s1600-h/DSCN2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081003282805934562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNZkL49yeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YsdcvPmc_FU/s200/DSCN2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loose anything. The sound of the door alerted them to my presence. I slowly opened it hoping that they would stay and I would be able to get pictures. Well they did stay and one of the little ones walked along the railing and sniffed around the squirrel feeder. I am not sure if it took anything. The whole time the larger one was making a noise. I thought that if it ran at me that I would be able to close the door. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNZOb49ydI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pQPK3kX92cY/s1600-h/DSCN2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081002909143779794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNZOb49ydI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pQPK3kX92cY/s200/DSCN2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankfully that did not happen and a short time later they started to climb back down the stairs. One of them slid down the spindles to the stairs and the other slid down the bannister, that one was obviously a juvenile. I took the pictures and I was able to use a photo editer to clean them up and make them viewable as the originals were very dark even with the flash on. Hopefully they will not come calling again although I think that with the food out there that they will join us again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6644311693886987028?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6644311693886987028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6644311693886987028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6644311693886987028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6644311693886987028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/06/local-wildlife.html' title='Local WildLife'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PHP9WKAKxXU/RoNYnL49ybI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dv9RCNyxW_g/s72-c/DSCN2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-4621798057475512441</id><published>2007-06-13T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:06:12.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts and Testimonies</title><content type='html'>Well I am in my last few weeks of clinics before I can test and become a licensed cosmetologist. I am so shocked that the last few years have gone by so fast. It seems like just yesterday that I decided to do this program. I think back and I remember wanting to do this as a child but not having the courage to do it. I prayed for guidance from Heavenly Father and I feel as though I was guided to make the right choice. Every time I hit an obstacle during my schooling I prayed again and each time I got the impression that this was the thing that I should be doing. It has been such a testimony builder to me that if I am making the right choice that Heavenly Father will sustain me and bless me.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I had a woman come in for a haircut. It was awesome, last semester when I cut someones hair I wanted to have Ann, the teacher, standing right next to me to make sure that I didn't make a mistake and mess up the hair. On Tuesday I started right away and I was able plan what I was going to do and take all the steps to get there with absolutely zero help from the teachers. I was so pumped, and the cut was just what the client wanted. Then today I had a man come in for a cut. On this I was a little nervous as I have not had as much practice on men. My teacher and I discussed what I was going to do and I did it. She checked the cut and said that it was excellent. I am really enjoying the things that I am learning.&lt;br /&gt;I checked over my state required quotas for services and I am happy to report that I am very close to being done. I calculated that I have to wrap 2 perms, do 4 shampoos, 1 haircut, 1 manicure or pedicure, 6 hairstyles per day and I will finish the quotas this summer. I am so ready to be done and working in a salon. Hopefully this will be soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-4621798057475512441?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4621798057475512441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=4621798057475512441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4621798057475512441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/4621798057475512441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/06/haircuts-and-testimonies.html' title='Haircuts and Testimonies'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-1348588503969778197</id><published>2007-06-13T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:40:49.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Well I thought that I really didn't have any thing to post about but I was thinking about it and I have done a lot of things. I started hanging out with my old friend Anna who I have known for about 2 or 3 years. She is in the Dinkytown singles ward and she started inviting me to activities that are put on by the Dinkytown ward. I have been having a lot of fun and I am thinking about transfering my records and officially being in the Dinkytown ward. I have recieved such a warm welcome from all the people there. It has been very nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-1348588503969778197?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1348588503969778197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=1348588503969778197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1348588503969778197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/1348588503969778197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7371375862607466946</id><published>2007-05-21T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:40:11.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And in the Box was...</title><content type='html'>Okay so I finally found out what was in the box. Here's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;Today after work I had to go to see the taxman to sign the papers so I could file my taxes(yes I realize it's May and that they are due in April). I am finished with school for the sememster so rather than go to school I went to Old Navy to replace yet another shirt that is old and wearing out. I was in the store and I got a call from my Mom asking me to help pick up some food for a party for my Sister Laura's Lacrosse team. So I buy my shirt and hurry home. I was standing at the top of the stairs talking with my Mom and there is a knock on the door.My first thought when I heard the knock was that it was Apex sellers that knock the doors in the summer selling security systems.  I go to open it and I see two people. One is squatting down with a camera and the other is standing facing away from me. I was thinking what the heck is going on. I then realized that it was Laura with the camera and I assumed that it was one of her friends standing with her. I went to shut the door and the second person turns around. For a split second I didn't register who it was until I realized that it was my Sister Emily who had been living in Utah and Colorado for the last 10 months. I was so happy that I threw my purse and clothing bag on the floor and gave her a huge hug. I was so happy. So that is the answer to what was in the box. Emily's clothes. So while my sister didn't send herself in a box she did the next best thing and flew out here. YAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7371375862607466946?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7371375862607466946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7371375862607466946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7371375862607466946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7371375862607466946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-in-box-was.html' title='And in the Box was...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-7816041786028511472</id><published>2007-05-20T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:57:40.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in the Box?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So my birthday is coming up soon, wednesday as a matter of fact. Now usually the only mail that I get is from my Grandma Georgia and Grandpa Beryl. It's a card that I look forward to at each birthday. But this year is a little different, last Thurday, maybe Friday I was in my Mom's sewing room chatting with her when she suddenly said. "There's a box coming in the mail, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO OPEN IT!!!" (the big letters are emphasis not yelling) Now my Mom obviously knows me pretty well and knows that I have this burning desire to open a closed box when I see one. So I said cool, I'll leave the box alone. Well I was expecting a smallish box maybe 9 or so inches. But I get home from either work or a bridesmaid dress fitting and there is this HUGE box sitting squarely in the middle of the living room. It's about 18 inches tall and 18 inches wide and square so it isn't little. So on sunday I go to church and see my friend Kyrie and one of the first things she asks me is if there is a box on my living room which isn't suprising because she is one of my sister's friends and the box was shipped from my sister. I told her that there was in fact a box in my living room and she then replies that she knows what's inside the box. So now the only ones left who don't know what is in the box are myself, Laura and my Dad. Well this afternoon Laura gets Emily to tell her what is in the box. I am now the last person besides my Dad who has no clue what's in the box. So now I am using it as an ottoman until wednesday when I can open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-7816041786028511472?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7816041786028511472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=7816041786028511472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7816041786028511472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/7816041786028511472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-in-box.html' title='What&apos;s in the Box?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510524598540023480.post-6879685741287142730</id><published>2007-05-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T14:22:50.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheel goes round and round...</title><content type='html'>Today I went with my friend to a bridal shop in Saint Paul on Grand Avenue. We were walking back to our cars and I happened to see this little shop called Legacy. I stopped in to see what the store sold and there was pottery and a whole bunch of some really neat stuff. I started talking with the owner about where she gets her stuff that she sells and she said that some of it was local artists. I mentioned that my Dad is a potter and that he has some really nice things. She said that she was looking for someone to make some mugs for her to sell. I told her that my Dad makes really nice mugs and that I would like to tell him about her store. She gave me a card and I went home and told my Dad about it. I asked him if he wanted to go today so we packed up some stuff and went up to Saint Paul. Betsy, the store owner, was excited to see me again and even more excited that I brought my Dad. She asked to see his stuff and was super pumped about the things that he had with him. So after she looked it over she told him that she wanted to sell his pottery in her store. So now I can say that my Dad sells his pottery on Grand Ave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8510524598540023480-6879685741287142730?l=sarahanneclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6879685741287142730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8510524598540023480&amp;postID=6879685741287142730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6879685741287142730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8510524598540023480/posts/default/6879685741287142730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahanneclark.blogspot.com/2007/05/wheel-goes-round-and-round.html' title='The wheel goes round and round...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
