<?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-3384632400807222260</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:47:22.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best is yet to come</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1739230074922574368</id><published>2012-01-05T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:10:48.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRY ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Popping the question...such a big deal in a person's life huh?&lt;br /&gt;I think back now and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(two short weeks later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wish I would have taken it in just a bit more...&lt;br /&gt;I think I was just in shock and so excited it all just whirled around me!&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...it was the most perfect proposal...for us.&lt;br /&gt;I loved everything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We knew we were getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know I know such a mormon cliche...o well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But for a number of legitimate reasons I didnt think we'd be getting engaged for awhile...im talking early January at the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; earliest.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore saying I was majorly surprised is an understatement...&lt;br /&gt;but it was just the way I liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while we had talked about doing a hay ride/caroling outing with friends before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;So on wednesday (Dec. 21st) we planned to carry this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I say "we" I mean Josh and his guy friends...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up, had a bunch of good friends there, and caroled the night away&lt;br /&gt;in really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; bad tone&lt;br /&gt;poor neighbors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end "we" decided to head over to Luke's house,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Josh's best friend/other boy at slip n slide whose name I "forgot?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;carol to his family, and call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo we jump out of the truck and onto the tractor ready to carol.&lt;br /&gt;At this point everyone is standing around instead of sitting&lt;strong&gt; (clue 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and the house lights are all off &lt;strong&gt;(clue 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So I am standing on the hay with Brooke and I think Kenz?&lt;br /&gt;and have my arms around Josh below me.&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Spencer gets his video camera out &lt;strong&gt;(clue 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and says he wants to video us singing really awesomely...haha ya right.&lt;br /&gt;Spencer and Josh are literally staring at eachother and not saying anything with words &lt;strong&gt;(clue 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Then Josh grabbed my hand slowly while he said something to Spencer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that same time his voice changed a little...like he sounded nervous&lt;strong&gt; (clue 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL HAD NO CLUE&lt;/strong&gt;...amongst all the clues...this girl was clueless&lt;br /&gt;get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of a sudeen I looked over and saw Luke bend down and plug something in.&lt;br /&gt;This is what turned on on top of his roof:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694249629967757986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzZWdSmEoCk/TwYJ3nigsqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/0xZtQV-l9Jc/s200/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B007%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Want to know what I did?&lt;br /&gt;Thought to myself:&lt;br /&gt;"Cool they wrote something in lights on the roof!"&lt;br /&gt;then...when it clicked...I looked behind me because there was no way this was for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha retarted Im aware. but all who really know me shouldnt be surprised :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the same time Josh had turned around, opened the box and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Katelin, will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these are the best parts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I was so tall on the hay he couldnt get down on one knee&lt;br /&gt;-Add together extreme excitement/shakyness/shocked+really clumsy...I fell onto my kness and onto the hay&lt;br /&gt;-At that time he quickly got down on one knee after &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I told him a long time ago I wanted a "kneee proposal"...sweet he remembered)&lt;/span&gt; he had asked me and I had yet to answer...poor kid&lt;br /&gt;-As I am repeatedly saying "are you serious"..."are you kidding me"&lt;br /&gt;-He sweetly says..."Please say yes"&lt;br /&gt;I then say "YESSS" and knock the ring and box right out of his hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But it is all good because it stayed in the box&lt;br /&gt;he put it on my finger&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;BAM&lt;/strong&gt; we were happily engaged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the happiest day of my life thus far as I know it will be topped by our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;He worked for three days to build the massive contraption with Luke and tried really hard to surprise me and make it exactlty something I would have loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two of my best friends were there&lt;br /&gt;We now have pictures&lt;br /&gt;We have it videotaped&lt;br /&gt;He literally got me my dream ring&lt;br /&gt;AND best of all:&lt;br /&gt;He made me the luckiest girl by asking me to spend forever with him! I should have been on my knees begging him because I know im getting the better deal but I thank my lucky stars regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 13TH here we come and you ALL are invited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of the lovely event :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694236876113064162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bBMUCkRQkh0/TwX-RPumMOI/AAAAAAAAAko/YBwv1dMuq0A/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B009.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694237514541363922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJWtZ9eJjhQ/TwX-2aDw8tI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gL85DxVB9Nk/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sweet boys who made it all possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694237510234255426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuoU70JCDzk/TwX-2KA3sEI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2AIb6U7vVhw/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soooo happy they were there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694236881588533538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtB6LRVIrkc/TwX-RkIDOSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zQFsFIzeYF8/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha just thought this was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694237522019780738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMgH7mHPAPU/TwX-216wiII/AAAAAAAAAlY/5XVUxKNKT_g/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B024.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I debated putting this up...but its my journal so hey! I gotta. The picture does not do it justice let me tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_N9RznXKdU/TwX-QwoCaZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Y85DIriUXQA/s1600/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694236867764054418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_N9RznXKdU/TwX-QwoCaZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Y85DIriUXQA/s320/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2QGUhcZZoE/TwX-PjV4cbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/uxDtCEmspD0/s1600/engaged%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694236847018373554" border="0" alt="" 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-7263317945610914642</id><published>2012-01-04T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:38:21.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So Im engaged...can you say weirdddddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I have never been happier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So here is &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;version of our tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(journal time so beware)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoy...or just skip along to the end since they'll be lots of words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In may I had graduated from BYU and had come home for a couple weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had every intention of going back up and figuring out the life I would live for the next year. &lt;strong&gt;In Utah&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I am sitting at church that first sunday and &lt;em&gt;everyone &lt;/em&gt;is bearing their testimony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about how it is important to do what the Lord wants you to...even if you dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The thought pops in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you havent even prayed about moving home...you need to"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ummmmm ya right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the thought pops in some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ummmmmm ya right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you get the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So then I thought alright alright I really should...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but mind you I was NOT moving back to mesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT WAS NOT HAPPENING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was set on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I prayed anyways because my testimony of knowing what I &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;do of course ended up overtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I immediately felt like moving back home was the right thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ummmmmmm ya right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember telling my dad and he added to the idea and said he thought that all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(granted this was me making his dream come true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told no one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I continued to pray and reflect and think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the answer was strong and hard to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pretty much got hit over the head with a bat that said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOVE BACK HOME NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I told my family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ones here were ecstatic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ones in ptown...not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cried, and cried, and cried a whole bunch more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For some reason this decision and major change became one of the hardest things I had ever done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything ended up working out perfectly as far as hours for certification, an incredible learning opportunity, living situation, friends...you name it and it worked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was given tender mercies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALL.THE.TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heavenly Father knew I needed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So July 10th I said goodbye to the place that shaped me more than any other experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I said goodbye to many best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I said goodbye to my school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my home for the last several years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and cried my way back to mesatown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while my mom drove and my dad led us along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sidenote: I sound so dramatic im aware. forgive me. those who have done this understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So 10 short hours later I rolled back in to my home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No clue what was in store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT beyond thankful for the assured knowledge that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; was Heavenly Father's plan for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was where I was supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and therefore it would all work out perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well it did...better than imagined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And let me say, I think Josh is a HUGE part of why I was supposed to be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont, however, think it was the whole reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This job has allowed me to share the gospel&lt;em&gt; many&lt;/em&gt; times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been able to travel and grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been able to be with my family more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and spend time with friends that I need more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But let me go on to tell you the best story of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUR STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exactly two weeks after I moved home Brooke and I ventured to a combined fhe-a slip and slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyyyyyways we decided we needed to be outgoing and meet some new peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we were walking along and here comes two boys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one I recognized from highschool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one I thought way wayyyy cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya but dont worry he didnt look at me...not even a glance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was set on that slip and slide...so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So a little later we are standing around with a bunch of our guy friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had not accomplished our goal quite yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT if you know me at all you know I have NO problem going up to someone new...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this time my sights were set on those two boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kept making awkward eye contact with the cute one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and finally decided to head on over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I promptly went up to the one I recognized, told him so, and asked him to remind me his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No worries I totally remembered his name but I couldnt look like a creep now could I!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SIDENOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh says the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I saw you and thought you were hot (Im gonna go with "cute" since it sounds better) but you were surrounded by a bunch of guys so I couldn't...plus you kept catching me staring and I was awkward"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaha o sweet Josh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So we chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About how they are step brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About how old they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and about some more lies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then they told us they were in a church movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They were funny I will admit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I kept on thinking...dang this "josh kid" is cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welp we said nice to meet you and headed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"we'll see them again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was not worried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fast forward to that sunday where Brooke, Kenz and I are at Kenz's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I get a friend request from someone named Josh Figuero(a)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes we thought it was figuero...and naturally all three of us started singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FIGUERO FIGUERO FIGUERO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After we got that out I looked and squealed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"OH my gosh its that Josh kid, Brooke!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We couldnt believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did he find me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And better question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how did he know how to spell my name??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well he had messaged me too and invited me to a game night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was gonna go so he got my number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we bailed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT lucky for me he was persistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He invited me a couple days later to a friends dinner party thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldnt go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooooo third times a charm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We planned on getting icecream on thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the night before I got surgery and would be down for a week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The date was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We chatted and chatted till they closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got surgery on friday and we texted that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We talked on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We talked on sunday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we have talked every day since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He came to visit me that week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I had on oversize sweats, greasy hair, hadnt taken a shower in days, no makeup, and was on major pain killers...yaaaa still dont know how hes around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its an understatement to say we hit it off quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We continued to talk, hang out, date and get to know eachother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8 weeks later he told me he loved me in good ol California...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and December 21st he asked me to marry him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I count my many blessings for him and thank Heavenly Father every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He knew I needed him and will forever need him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He balances me in the exact ways I need him and treats me like a queen...in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep his life entertaining, haha yep, all im good for pretty much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're excited and cant wait for APRIL 13TH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More on the proposal later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-7263317945610914642?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7263317945610914642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7263317945610914642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2012/01/story-time.html' title='Story time'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-4114218688718768299</id><published>2012-01-03T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:42:49.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best part of 2011...</title><content type='html'>So I vividly remember coming home after ringing in the new 2011 year and writing in my journal in the wee hours of the morning. I knew...I just KNEW that this year (last year) would be my best one yet. I knew it was going to have lots in store for me and that it would be amazing. Sure enough I was right! Let me recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-started my last semester at BYU and lived up every minute&lt;br /&gt;-met new friends and enjoyed every minute I could with old ones&lt;br /&gt;-graduated from BYU&lt;br /&gt;-moved back to AZ&lt;br /&gt;-traveled a ton&lt;br /&gt;-got surgery&lt;br /&gt;-got the first job I applied for&lt;br /&gt;-began life as a speech teacher in the real world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND the very best part...I met a cute boy named Josh Figueroa in the summer. We dated, fell in love, experienced a lot in our short 5 months of dating, then on December 21st he asked me to marry him! I of course said yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even tell you how shocking this year has been to me. I still can't quite believe all I've learned, grown, and experienced...but I could not be more grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to 2012 and becoming my new "best year yet". Now on to wedding planning...wish me luck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dG3dzGDYVDo/TwNVK-y7jfI/AAAAAAAAAjs/DB_qS4hVLZc/s640/blogger-image--663065256.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dG3dzGDYVDo/TwNVK-y7jfI/AAAAAAAAAjs/DB_qS4hVLZc/s640/blogger-image--663065256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;more on the &lt;em&gt;story&lt;/em&gt; later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-4114218688718768299?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4114218688718768299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4114218688718768299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-part-of-2011.html' title='Best part of 2011...'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dG3dzGDYVDo/TwNVK-y7jfI/AAAAAAAAAjs/DB_qS4hVLZc/s72-c/blogger-image--663065256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-2078020958755650840</id><published>2011-12-06T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:23:23.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DC day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this trip &lt;em&gt;may &lt;/em&gt;have been a month and a half ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but better late than never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this is mainly for Suz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so its getting posted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to visit one of my dear and best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss Suzette Swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(who I miss terribly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in her recent stomping grounds of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WASHINGTON DC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when she found out this was where she would be in the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I assured her I would be paying her a visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she didnt believe me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you bet your bottom dollar on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that October 20th morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I stepped off a plane on the other side of the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was a blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took the red-eye out on wednesday and had a layover in Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets just say sleep wasnt really on the agenda this trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I successfully got to DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;checked in at Suz's apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and headed to the capitol to finally see ms. suz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was grand reunion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683043428769544818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fQRQyEXL48/Tt45427tOnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/mAnFLwDkoOI/s320/fall%2B2011%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we then took a tour of her office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met everyone in her office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683044412379789794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6smA9HH4dN0/Tt46yHKqeeI/AAAAAAAAAik/XdWEZyTIWgg/s320/fall%2B2011%2B071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took a &lt;em&gt;legit&lt;/em&gt; tour of the main capitol building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683044060268763218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s5F0sVf1I7c/Tt46dnc2mFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/i65WaJa7mtI/s320/fall%2B2011%2B057.JPG" /&gt;and if you know suz...we went where we werent supposed to and never waited in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then it was back to pick up our stuff and head out...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683045116451217026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTUMCyYEYbw/Tt47bGCX3oI/AAAAAAAAAiw/7SUysxX1v1E/s320/fall%2B2011%2B072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we went downtown to eat dinner at this yummy burger joint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then to gelato to meet miss kendis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(o how I miss the days of the 5th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683045421121711602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV0jJiNTSzk/Tt47s1BerfI/AAAAAAAAAi8/nMHfoYGdF0Q/s320/fall%2B2011%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Suz and I decided to head to the White House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and experience some touristy fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683045737103375282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkWImRAvMls/Tt47_OJYO7I/AAAAAAAAAjI/3cQdYlc_lqw/s320/fall%2B2011%2B087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On our way back towards the metro we decided to stop for pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;naturally (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank me for not overloading...because these are like 1/100000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683046175617674642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdEk360ypYE/Tt48YvvVbZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eGCjpQ98Blg/s320/fall%2B2011%2B089.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o and then ya know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out the occupy DC protest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683047071428681362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fBJmp0cQGU/Tt49M45UnpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/OqtpQb6mqjc/s320/fall%2B2011%2B092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is all I can say to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suz was dead set on heading here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was afraid for a bit but then I realized how funny it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it made my night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moreeeeee to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-2078020958755650840?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2078020958755650840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2078020958755650840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/12/dc-day-1.html' title='DC day 1'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fQRQyEXL48/Tt45427tOnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/mAnFLwDkoOI/s72-c/fall%2B2011%2B049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-2188809178885743608</id><published>2011-11-28T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T17:17:24.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ky Ky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kou4Vo3xgrY/TtQPk3bdcgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OQLhlLgjj8I/s1600/graduated%2B062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680182156049871362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kou4Vo3xgrY/TtQPk3bdcgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OQLhlLgjj8I/s320/graduated%2B062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is this child's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she is 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you believe that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant...I swear it was yesterday that we met at age 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or Kyky to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is one of my very very &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and seeing as she lives in Mississippi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sad)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I cant be there to celebrate with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this public declaration will have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are 23 things I love about Ky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is a riot...can always make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-shes always late...I pretend like I hate this but if she wasnt she just wouldnt be Ky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is the best broadcast reporter &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she braved living with me for 3 straight years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she has the most bright and contagious smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is so gorgeous inside and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is perhaps the most gospel strong gal I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she always writes thank you notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she hardly wears makeup and is still stunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she loves her family more than anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she would drop everything to do anything for me...or anyone for that matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she took me to newport with her like a billion times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is the best quarterback the punishers ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she wakes up really chipper...like &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; chipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she has the best boyfriend whom I also love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she loves to travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she stays true to what she wants, goes after it, and gets it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she refreshingly doesnt care what others think...she does what she knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and feels is right no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is the only person I have ever met that can say "fag" and it be so funny no one could take it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;offensively...I mean &lt;em&gt;no one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she calls her dad, Douglas, not dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she has been there countless times to listen when im crying and can always make me feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-she is going to be big time one day in the news world...and I cant wait to boast that shes my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Last but not least, my favorite thing about ky, is that although I miss her like the dang dickens and it sucks being away from her, I never worry that we'll lose a step or lose touch. She will always be there for me and we will always be the best of friends...I know she'll always love me and goodness knows I will &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680182533739673570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JIM1klg2ezY/TtQP62bud-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/MAXICoQ7XDY/s320/august-october%2B2nd%2B2010%2B087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you Ky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you more than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy birthday best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-2188809178885743608?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2188809178885743608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2188809178885743608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-ky-ky.html' title='Happy Birthday Ky Ky'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kou4Vo3xgrY/TtQPk3bdcgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OQLhlLgjj8I/s72-c/graduated%2B062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6774468610875392895</id><published>2011-11-24T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:11:08.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so grateful for this day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I absolutely &lt;em&gt;love thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It starts off the holidays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its spent with all your family,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its full of food&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(duh)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it reminds you the impprtance of being grateful...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although we should be remembering this each day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it never hurts to get a nudge right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have so much to be grateful for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am truly blessed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so I had to take a few minutes to write just some of very special blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678578936911553298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYhf8X6-6BE/Ts5ddOug4xI/AAAAAAAAAho/T9ZIYagvq4k/s200/April%2B%252818%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are random and different from one another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still so much alike at the same time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My parents are my rock and my best friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brothers teach me something new all the time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the rest of my family are the ones I know will always be there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know these people are mine for a reason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love them so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the opportunity to explore and travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;throughout my entire life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has been incredible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has given me some of my greatest memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and taught me some of my greatest lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha its no secret: I have a million best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I call everyone my best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to cry and cry if my mom wouldnt let me "play" or "hang out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would say, &lt;em&gt;and I quote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"but my friends are all I have, they are what get me through my week"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dramatic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I was serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my friends very deeply and they truly are one of my greatest blessings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678567881157070562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4sk0LAgrrdo/Ts5TZs1PTuI/AAAAAAAAAhc/uejt9HXiNhI/s320/SUMMER%2B09%2Bupload%2B075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678566511776766546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sShBZwM-nnk/Ts5SJ_fiGlI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kSKfPh_xtcI/s320/new%2Band%2Bso%2Bgreat%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O thank goodness for my phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kylee is in mississippi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suz is in DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brooke is in Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scott is in NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad, Chels, Torrie, Daniel...and way more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are in Utah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being away from these people has been heartbreaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I am beyond thankful that I can still talk to them whenever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its makes missing them a little easier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a very little...but still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am healthy and able to do whatever I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am young and excited for my life ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I complain about not being/looking exactly the way I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GET. OVER. IT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to do the above ^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because Heavenly Father blessed me with this body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should be thanking my lucky stars for its health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then putting it to good use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This boy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678566123747320738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spHmohhWo_g/Ts5RzZ-Go6I/AAAAAAAAAhE/7Nct4H0G9xA/s320/fall%2B2011%2B409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont know what I would do without him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He truly treats me the way I know any father would be proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He loves me unconditionally no matter my moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He makes me happier than I have ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am SO grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/mesa/images/mesa-mormon-temple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Most importantly:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This&lt;strong&gt; place&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;the gospel&lt;/strong&gt; it represents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven years ago I discovered something and I had no idea where it'd take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the absolute best decision of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gained a relationship with my Heavenly Father and my Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The gospel has brought me so much peace, joy, comfort, happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the list could go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How grateful I am for a plan, an eternal plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and for the chance to live my family forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6774468610875392895?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6774468610875392895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6774468610875392895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYhf8X6-6BE/Ts5ddOug4xI/AAAAAAAAAho/T9ZIYagvq4k/s72-c/April%2B%252818%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1779332597190281467</id><published>2011-11-11T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:35:59.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lieutenant Colonel Hink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(So this is a little late...I tried to get it posted on friday but wasnt working...better late than never!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673805027526870114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4X637vikg0/Tr1nnIaQhGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/UHAyVxIFfk0/s320/LTC%2BDan%2BHink_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my Veteran Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lt. Colonel Hink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is pretty awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he served &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; country for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26 years in the US Army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673808349822201986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkrEcyVip4Y/Tr1qog7MMII/AAAAAAAAAgI/vZO_JbK9PNo/s320/C%2B4-17%2BWins%2BBattalion%2BAthletics.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could list all of his military accomplishments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I know I won't do them justice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or even be able to list all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when I say he was/is a big deal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673803673141034866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ElHXuSAfd0Q/Tr1mYS7gv3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/9VuZChVPCJw/s320/C%2B4-17%2BCO%2B%2526%2BLTs%2BPanama.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(third from the left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has sacrificed so much for my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could not be more proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673804774998541186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv3jUK1CTeE/Tr1nYbq0A4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/nudLGQVzLyE/s320/PHOENIX%2BUNION%2BJCLC%2BMAY%2B2009%2B190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2nd from left..what a stud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On friday morning when I told him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel bad when people tell me thank you for my service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I enjoyed it and I feel like it wasnt service...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welp there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I said: he is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He sacrificed a ton and yet he feels guilty for being thanked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all because he enjoyed serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Dad and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; Veteran's Day&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673807400487849122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBkmmPfTnbA/Tr1pxQYPjKI/AAAAAAAAAf8/7vv6fF1_im0/s320/229267_10150281216485410_773585409_9419552_3387712_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1779332597190281467?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1779332597190281467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1779332597190281467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/11/lieutenant-colonel-hink.html' title='Lieutenant Colonel Hink'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4X637vikg0/Tr1nnIaQhGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/UHAyVxIFfk0/s72-c/LTC%2BDan%2BHink_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-7964292395377499552</id><published>2011-11-08T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:00:53.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel.Travel.Travel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This semester has been quite the whirlwind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but so much fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im graduated and have a real job&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so I figured...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why not travel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well it has been worth it for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bank account may not agree...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I say nows my chance so take advantage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am happy to be done and home though&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; of course :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started with&lt;strong&gt; California&lt;/strong&gt; in September&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672655067494116418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULHJV6OKy-8/TrlRupdObEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PVqmQGY0khc/s320/fall%2B2011%2B006%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672699495992314258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-IgPcgIzNs/Trl6IugoyZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/LpN9P9Go9PI/s320/fall%2B2011%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(these are pretty much the only pics I have...I accidentally erased them in New York...sad day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We flew out to Carlsbad to stay with Josh's family for the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I fell IN LOVE with the quaint town, it is adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The weekend was filled with LOTS of family and little kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was honestly the perfect weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it was off to&lt;strong&gt; Utah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672657578153153570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLtcYB6SMkw/TrlUAyY_FCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Et08yqG4vxY/s320/fall%2B2011%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672657843873895346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HGDSGiwI0Q/TrlUQQRv07I/AAAAAAAAAd4/DEJS_tFSrSQ/s320/fall%2B2011%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672657731754546978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XHwjVs8Xf4/TrlUJumaVyI/AAAAAAAAAds/yZcP87UNfm4/s320/fall%2B2011%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to see &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my old stomping grounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my favorite family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my favorite eateries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to all around have a grand ol time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then off to our &lt;strong&gt;cabin in pinetop&lt;/strong&gt; with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom, Dad, Chris, Josh, and Uncle Bill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;made for a wonderful weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went into some interesting stores (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahem josh&lt;/span&gt;)...and some adorable ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We ate&lt;br /&gt;We moved furniture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We vegged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We rode the go-carts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(where dad and josh collided..haha see below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and had a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672680818715912034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEDZmK8jJzE/TrlpJkO752I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5O9G0j8-qVg/s320/fall%2B2011%2B047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672682227935637010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Enp49RzxuIE/Trlqbl_GbhI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/abOZBKRseLI/s320/fall%2B2011%2B041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then less than a week later I left for &lt;strong&gt;DC and NEW YORK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To visit this bestie-beauty of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672698537530232898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjU5uGFHmWI/Trl5Q79eEEI/AAAAAAAAAec/eEyGN7FxeVQ/s320/fall%2B2011%2B049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More on our adventures later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/3384632400807222260-7964292395377499552?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7964292395377499552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7964292395377499552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/11/traveltraveltravel.html' title='Travel.Travel.Travel.'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULHJV6OKy-8/TrlRupdObEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PVqmQGY0khc/s72-c/fall%2B2011%2B006%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-4676274666448155700</id><published>2011-10-24T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:11:15.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Livin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got back last night from 4 days of amazingness on the &lt;em&gt;east coast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask anyone that knows me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;fascinated&lt;/em&gt; with the east coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So naturally, I loved every minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Again, no camera cord...so a complete update soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We packed so much into those 4 days...we are exhausted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; it was o so worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amongst everything we fit in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heres a little preview-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667129712170827794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4i9Zhn-6Lrc/TqWwco4BABI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZoVEkn9czbU/s320/nyc10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took the red-eye out on wednesday night and got to DC on thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met up with this lovely lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in her super cool N&lt;em&gt;ational Capitol Building &lt;/em&gt;office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't she look legit? Yep. She is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqNTEmSNOK4/TqWxxU2S_rI/AAAAAAAAAco/BwiLyZ7bSUM/s1600/nyc5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667131167083790002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqNTEmSNOK4/TqWxxU2S_rI/AAAAAAAAAco/BwiLyZ7bSUM/s320/nyc5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we ate breakfast at my &lt;em&gt;favorite...&lt;/em&gt;The Corner Bakery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667130337047644770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AXfQEsmU1bY/TqWxBAuQimI/AAAAAAAAAbg/oaoA_3PbpsE/s320/nyc9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had the most gorgeous view everywhere we went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-145We41EtE8/TqWxufVGR2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/RShR311nWB4/s1600/nyc4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667131118357727074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-145We41EtE8/TqWxufVGR2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/RShR311nWB4/s320/nyc4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; visited Georgetown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN&lt;/em&gt; we headed to New York City to stay with this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667130699111493986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MicWTFZ0lrc/TqWxWFhAcWI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4HL_pxOME5o/s320/nyc7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am obsessed with NYC too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything about it is incredible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the weather was beautifully perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m83BkaK_GfE/TqWxhH-EYuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HXPN-AF99OQ/s1600/nyc2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667130888748819170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m83BkaK_GfE/TqWxhH-EYuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HXPN-AF99OQ/s320/nyc2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gorgeous temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wc4wTR5X4p4/TqWxc2KKQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DydTdBWuNmo/s1600/nyc6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667130815248221010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wc4wTR5X4p4/TqWxc2KKQ1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DydTdBWuNmo/s320/nyc6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Central Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the fabulous Suz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOaYXHFW-8A/TqWxKlkaPRI/AAAAAAAAAbs/PnWfdN6qqJQ/s1600/nyc8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667130501557271826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOaYXHFW-8A/TqWxKlkaPRI/AAAAAAAAAbs/PnWfdN6qqJQ/s320/nyc8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cant beat &lt;em&gt;Times Square&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-4676274666448155700?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4676274666448155700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4676274666448155700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/10/east-coast-livin.html' title='East Coast Livin&apos;'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4i9Zhn-6Lrc/TqWwco4BABI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ZoVEkn9czbU/s72-c/nyc10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1012954060866495897</id><published>2011-10-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:39:41.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh P-Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have plenty of happenings to update...but I kinda lost my camera cord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soooo all those will have to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT thanks to instagram (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;obsessed with&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have these &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt; lovelies to document&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The trip was perfect and just what I needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed another chance to say bye to Provo and my life there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw the whole world...literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the greatest part about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heavenly Father knew I needed that and I am so grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Among the random run-ins and planned get togethers, I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to a wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate at all my favorite Provo eateries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had lunch with this beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664527349767907890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JSdYe5eG9pk/TpxxnNdmqjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/igL4Lx9g6kk/s320/iphone%2B576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked my old route to school (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visited with sister gygi...shes amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wandered around campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664526954664491250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRMT9lOMy9s/TpxxQNlm-PI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Kea-ud9pqsM/s320/iphone%2B553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visited the fifth floor (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes pathetic I know&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate lunch with all my mesa girls and laughed LOUDLY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch a football game in the alpine village clubhouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visited the BYU bookstore candy shop (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suz this was for you&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664527127032476386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HKGPObkdfw/TpxxaPtVsuI/AAAAAAAAAak/za5LQnVbzQU/s320/iphone%2B562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to a wonderful birthday party and saw SO many people I miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw much missed best friends (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish I had pictures of all of them&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664526786133295442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OL4thKjSAJ4/TpxxGZwpAVI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FUfnI3UaG1o/s320/iphone%2B560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to my old ward...seriously I was so lucky in that department&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to ward prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat in the courtyard and talked with friends...just like I did every sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visited one of my favorite families-The Banks (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant wait till they move back in 2 years&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664527259503112658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgOhBwhPwjI/Tpxxh9MzMdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BsaPHJzqIL8/s320/iphone%2B568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was amazing to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a blast and THANK YOU to everyone who let me sleep on their couch, and who put the time into entertaining me...you are all the best and I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I got to come back to this face thank goodness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yH9cv_Wj-NM/TpxxvKgV81I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wPW_ruXHYuo/s1600/iphone%2B575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664527486413042514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yH9cv_Wj-NM/TpxxvKgV81I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wPW_ruXHYuo/s320/iphone%2B575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its shocking hes smiling in this picture...his dislike for BYU is heartbreaking for a bleeding blue coug like me...but I guess no one is perfect right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1012954060866495897?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1012954060866495897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1012954060866495897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohhhh-p-utah.html' title='Ohhhh P-Utah'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JSdYe5eG9pk/TpxxnNdmqjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/igL4Lx9g6kk/s72-c/iphone%2B576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6601825670522173670</id><published>2011-09-22T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:45:09.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cali bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In exactly 10 hours I will be boarding a plane and heading....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://braatah.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/carlsbad-beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 660px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 475px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://braatah.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/carlsbad-beach1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carlsbad, California&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have never been and the word &lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt; does not do my feelings justice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Newport/laguna/huntington...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those are &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; places &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this is new and I can not wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Highlights from the trip soon!&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/3384632400807222260-6601825670522173670?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6601825670522173670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6601825670522173670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/09/cali-bound.html' title='Cali bound'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-677288461458558019</id><published>2011-09-09T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:15:36.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha Brookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uIj1q4_bzg/Tmpxm3cGNaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t1ZrxVMp34w/s1600/new%2Band%2Bso%2Bgreat%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650453595020473762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uIj1q4_bzg/Tmpxm3cGNaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t1ZrxVMp34w/s400/new%2Band%2Bso%2Bgreat%2B030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brookie Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aka Brooke Skousen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my long time besties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just moved to Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In highschool we were literally inseperable...seriously not an exaggeration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And throughout our last years of college and adventures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have done great at keeping in touch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not so great at other times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but whenever we are back together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so so so grateful for the last 2 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been able to see her almost every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I have LOVED IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So to my dear Brooke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I am so excited for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenz and I have already spent hours crying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we will see you in 4 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND every sunday by means of the wonderful invention of technology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you lots and am so grateful to have you in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for being an amazing friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for always making me laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go be social&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dont forget to bring home a polynesian :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE FUN LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-677288461458558019?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/677288461458558019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/677288461458558019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/09/aloha-brookie.html' title='Aloha Brookie'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uIj1q4_bzg/Tmpxm3cGNaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/t1ZrxVMp34w/s72-c/new%2Band%2Bso%2Bgreat%2B030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1637915253591031641</id><published>2011-09-06T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:50:06.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65Faeq5H9k4/TmZqkWd0UuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ogF28nTX_WA/s1600/new%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649319955321344738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65Faeq5H9k4/TmZqkWd0UuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ogF28nTX_WA/s400/new%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So lots has happened in the life of Katelin recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got surgery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One best friend got engaged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another best friend is moving to Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet another one (the one im used to waking up to everyday) moved to Mississippi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is all in a matter of 1 month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the month before that I moved back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been crazy to say the least&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but O so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ironically turned 22 on the day that BYU had their first day of school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole being an adult and working on your birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and at the same time realizing you arent at BYU in class,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing school...like I have for the last 21 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was definitely bittersweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss it and the people but I am so grateful for where I'm at right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I KNOW this is where I am supposed to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my life has fallen into place like I never imagined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another testament to everything being just as it should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I guess the biggest news is that I am officially a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SLPA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(speech-language pathologist assistant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mouth full huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be one of these super cool peeps you have to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Graduate with a bachelors degree in ComD or Speech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Complete 100 hours of clinical work with speech clients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apply for a license with the Dept of Health &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooooo the end result being me as the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 473px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images3.cpcache.com/product/90643043v8_480x480_Front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha yaaaa right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I honestly have no idea what I got myself into&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am working at a charter school and I am on my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I see my SLP once a week...maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and thats just for housekeeping stuff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I plan therapy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am in charge of writing goals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am responsible for these little kiddos in achieving better speech and language&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No pressure right???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im hanging in and trying my best and it is so fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a bit stressful....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but im learning a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel so thankful that I found a job in my field right out of college&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So heres to me &lt;em&gt;trying &lt;/em&gt;to become the best speech teacher&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha we shall see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At least the kids like me because I bring them their favorite candy right? All that matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1637915253591031641?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1637915253591031641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1637915253591031641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/09/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65Faeq5H9k4/TmZqkWd0UuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ogF28nTX_WA/s72-c/new%2B031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6759707380715896743</id><published>2011-08-02T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:54:33.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJDDV8d8LKY/TjglwuHuW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/g2pdOkaR5ts/s1600/homecoming%2Bsenior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636296452598553442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJDDV8d8LKY/TjglwuHuW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/g2pdOkaR5ts/s400/homecoming%2Bsenior.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is &lt;em&gt;Jessica (Johnson) Mitchell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she is having a baby today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could not be more excited for her and cameron!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a bit nostalgic for the good ol days and had to write a &lt;em&gt;shout out&lt;/em&gt; post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jess and I met in 6th grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We became fast friends when we realized we had a beauty mark on the same spot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She introdcued me to the church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her family took me in as their own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will forever love her more than I can say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, in 9th grade she developed a crush on a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His name was &lt;em&gt;Cameron Mitchell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still vividly remember the day he came home from hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the last day of school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and told me he liked her too AND that I could tell her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited to inform my best friend the great news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now here we are, about 7 years later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and those two are &lt;em&gt;married&lt;/em&gt; and having a &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy how things work out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jess and I have been through our fair share of ups and downs together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when I think back to my childhood...I think of her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has had so much to do with my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we have gone through so much together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Jess and im excited for your new adventure as a mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here is missy whit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVVKV0EajGs/TjglmWY_jFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/2wYl8id5RPw/s1600/THE%2BWEDDING%2B024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636296274429840466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVVKV0EajGs/TjglmWY_jFI/AAAAAAAAAZg/2wYl8id5RPw/s400/THE%2BWEDDING%2B024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its her birthday today and she is 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That means in exactly 27 days...im 22 too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha I love you whitley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^She is the sister I never had...and I tell you what, by the way we act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you would totally believe we are blood related :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She left me at 18 to marry the love of her life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bummer for a bit, but amazing I have come to find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is happy, generous, loving, crazy fun, an amazing cook, and just the best all around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shes been with me since we were in 7th grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her family is my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they will be forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you whit and HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6759707380715896743?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6759707380715896743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6759707380715896743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-day.html' title='Big day'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJDDV8d8LKY/TjglwuHuW2I/AAAAAAAAAZo/g2pdOkaR5ts/s72-c/homecoming%2Bsenior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-4832414095637441919</id><published>2011-07-27T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T10:49:20.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Not to be rude...but you dont deserve to have a blog"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This ^ was a text I received from one of my very best friends just yesterday. I had to laugh, but I know she is completely right. So I decided I need to be better...whether people look at this or not, it'll be for my own gain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To start, I guess I should say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a college graduate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634080248570876834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9chKFmsjmc/TjBGIqwck6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/fcdtue_AOYs/s400/graduated%2B027.JPG" /&gt;As exciting as it is, it was harder for me to grasp than I thought it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like it was in an instant and my childhood was gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now on to real world jobs, paying bills, and a whole different type of responsibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634080358938632626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U3FYDo5PFic/TjBGPF6K4bI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hpOeCykg-to/s400/graduated%2B040.JPG" /&gt;I loved every minute of my time in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved BYU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved the zoobiness (as much as we made fun of it...we all secretly loved it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved the games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved 5th floor "study" habits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved meeting new people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved the emotional breakdowns because they made me stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved the trials because they taught me so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved being spiritually strengthened every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved the people and the lasting relationships I made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved being the "punching bag" to absorb everyones problems because it meant they loved me &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; trusted me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved living with amazing girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved funny dating stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved watching my friends fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved ALL of my wards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved &lt;em&gt;feeling&lt;/em&gt; loved all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved gaining an appreciation for Arizona and my home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and most of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved finding out who I am and becoming confidant in who I (think) am meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634080593844353042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kH8__xbMOvY/TjBGcxADuBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UurOLdAPcwQ/s400/graduated%2B104.JPG" /&gt;The day of graduation I couldn't help but be sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat with tears in my eyes as I watched my best friends in my major walk across the stage with a huge smile on their face and realized who knows if and when I will ever see them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought back to each person I met and the impact they had on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is remarkable...the people I met and the amazing light they showed to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gained relationships I will have forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned lessons I will have forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am totally and completely changed because of my time at BYU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634080447290843266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YirBOirPh7I/TjBGUPC-oII/AAAAAAAAAY8/0JBo3XS0KwU/s400/graduated%2B077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And where in the world where I be without these two?? I recently had the opportunity to go to girls camp and help teach a workshop to all the cute campers. As three other girls and I sat in front of these younger girls, we tried our best to tell them everything we wish we would have known in school. One of the things I reiterated over and over was this: YOUR PARENTS ARE ALWAYS RIGHT. It took me awhile, but I figured that out. And these two are no different. All they want is the best for me and they believe in me more than anyone. I could not be more thankful for them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634080689648798162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwIooT_R8zM/TjBGiV5nidI/AAAAAAAAAZM/c6jsGT25lco/s400/graduated%2B109%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;So this is me, a newly graduated BYU alumni at just 21. I am young, excited, nervous, happy, and scared out of my mind all at the same time. It is so interesting how life works...and how fast it goes. I had a hard time leaving &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; world and stepping into an unknown new one...but I know itll be great. Another one of my best friends said as I left Provo, "I feel bad for people who look back on college as the best time of their life. It was great and fun but the best is yet to come". So here is my new motto...&lt;em&gt;The best is yet to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I cannot wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-4832414095637441919?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4832414095637441919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4832414095637441919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-to-be-rudebut-you-dont-deserve-to.html' title='&quot;Not to be rude...but you dont deserve to have a blog&quot;'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9chKFmsjmc/TjBGIqwck6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/fcdtue_AOYs/s72-c/graduated%2B027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-2010904617140618843</id><published>2010-11-15T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:16:23.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just received an email and it included the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations! Your application for April 2011 graduation has been reviewed and accepted by your Advisement Center.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its official....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come April 2011 I will be a college graduate from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRIGHAM YOUNG UNIVERSITY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty sure it was just yesterday I was graduating from Highschool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRWL16ksI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fpw9bIjhX6s/s1600/ALL%2Bmy%2Bpics%2Bfrom%2Bfam...to%2Bnewport%2B074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009564452852418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRWL16ksI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fpw9bIjhX6s/s400/ALL%2Bmy%2Bpics%2Bfrom%2Bfam...to%2Bnewport%2B074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009329405041506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRIgOJm2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/2z3u9sSr79c/s400/grad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now onto bigger and better things I guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knows what...but itll be an adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to this one (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)  for living with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;throughout my whole BYU experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couldnt have done it without ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRQMwxm4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/ybkayiLhMd8/s1600/ALL%2Bmy%2Bpics%2Bfrom%2Bfam...to%2Bnewport%2B175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009461620513666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRQMwxm4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/ybkayiLhMd8/s400/ALL%2Bmy%2Bpics%2Bfrom%2Bfam...to%2Bnewport%2B175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April is approaching faster than I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I go home on saturday, then back for 3 weeks, then home for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then just one semester&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WISH ME LUCK!!&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/3384632400807222260-2010904617140618843?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2010904617140618843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2010904617140618843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-official.html' title='Its official'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TOIRWL16ksI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fpw9bIjhX6s/s72-c/ALL%2Bmy%2Bpics%2Bfrom%2Bfam...to%2Bnewport%2B074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-2848095291557636322</id><published>2010-11-13T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:32:48.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Natalie Evans:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am officially a terrible friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admit it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I am deeply sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my PUBLIC declaration of my awfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise I am calling you in approx. 20 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are the greatest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUCH  agood friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a shining example :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk to you soon and see you in ONE WEEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;disclaimer: I have not called Natalie back for a week. It is bad im aware...its been a rough one...but thats no excuse! Natalie still loves me and is probably laughing at this post. But I felt so bad that I had to write for the whole (blog) world to see. thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-2848095291557636322?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2848095291557636322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2848095291557636322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-natalie-evans.html' title='Dear Natalie Evans:'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6850392444076037027</id><published>2010-10-23T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:15:31.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTVDlTVx_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ekHjYUb18PE/s1600/august-october+2nd+2010+236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531780499847366642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTVDlTVx_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ekHjYUb18PE/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I officially turned the big 2-1 on August 29th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yes, that is approx. 2 months ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I struggle at blogging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and seeing as im pretty sure only my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really follows my blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still going to post this because I know they'd want me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531775968381150002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTQ70RmozI/AAAAAAAAAWY/aYx3D9HLRsE/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+238.JPG" /&gt;Since my birthday was on a sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of my favorite girls(and missing many)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went out to eat on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then on my actual day...it was a party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the day before school started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up here at the Y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so it was the first day at a new ward and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what that means...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I got up to introduce myself in combined &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bro. Neilsen (I was in the ward last year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;announces its my birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was sang to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very loudly...and very off-key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it was so funny! And embarassing/awkward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Ky announces we're having a dessert party that night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so almost all of my ward came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;along with so many other dear friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and some peeps I didnt know...thats what happens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you say "dessert party" in provo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was a blast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531371543432262258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNhHL778nI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rc--wVlBj58/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRhUWqrTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6ytL8He24Jc/s1600/august-october+2nd+2010+266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531776612647480626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRhUWqrTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6ytL8He24Jc/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is blury but O how I love these guys...had to give them a shout out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531776492224656354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRaTvoM-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ShJB-n1aqwY/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531779105947343810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTTycnrW8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/jvFiWJxvyug/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha my friend thayne (on the left) saw this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and named them the "409 dream team"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...enough said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531776760077888434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRp5k0K7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/_USFlfh9jrE/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my good friend Dave Andrew. We've been friends for about a year and a half now and we take the credit for Kylee and Scott...just for the record...we make a good team :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531776141361881202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRF4rbIHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MOTcODefaxI/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+262.JPG" /&gt; My roommates this year. I have been sooooo blessed with amazing roommates my entire college career, and these girls could not be greater, I LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTQvSVVmpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bWxalS9UmLg/s1600/august-october+2nd+2010+256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531775753111575186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTQvSVVmpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/bWxalS9UmLg/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNg_vCd-UI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-DTDX4KC_-I/s1600/august-october+2nd+2010+255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531371415415945538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNg_vCd-UI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-DTDX4KC_-I/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are some of the most wonderful friends! Ali and Amy also made their way back to their old home, good ol #426, to support me...see im tellin ya...ive been so lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531776346637656946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTRR1Y-43I/AAAAAAAAAWo/s1X0Tp3zRfI/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+263.JPG" /&gt; O Bradley...wouldnt survive without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNgjzlxCRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Q8DRHt3BUU4/s1600/august-october+2nd+2010+249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531370935601400082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNgjzlxCRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Q8DRHt3BUU4/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531371059756841522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNgrCGuujI/AAAAAAAAAVo/F03gmqKUui0/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This child. Where to begin. She made the day possible! Along with lots of help from my roomies and their boys. Kylee made me a book with pictures and notes written from so many loved ones of mine. It was the best gift I could have ever been given. To those of you that contributed, once again, THANK YOU, it means more than you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really had the best birthday yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-6850392444076037027?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6850392444076037027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6850392444076037027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/10/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMTVDlTVx_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ekHjYUb18PE/s72-c/august-october+2nd+2010+236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-4009038378105609066</id><published>2010-10-04T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:21:48.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acouple weeks ago I was stressing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And really I have never, and I literally mean, NEVER,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;felt so stressed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO blessed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's start with the bad news first, ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hit me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like a ton of bricks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worse than I have ever felt before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am 21 (more on that later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I graduate college&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in exactly 7 months &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT THE HECK AM I TO DO?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move to Washington DC? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what do I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or do I move home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get a masters degree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but in what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not what I'm getting my undergrad in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But should I so that its not a waste??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these answers are still undecided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im relaxed and not worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont get me wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realized something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life will figure itself out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE is not going to leave me hanging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just have to do the best I can!&lt;br /&gt;And Ill be where Im supposed to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now onto the blessings... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the opportunity to help Kylee film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a news story for KBYU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to the Utah National Guard Air Base&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to watch 39 soldiers come home and greet their families after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one year of deployment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, that's right, ONE YEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the exxxxxtreme pleasure of standing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the middle of loved ones reuniting with their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heroic soldier while tears streamed down my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These men and women SACRIFICE so much for us...and they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO NOT get the credit they deserve, not in the slightest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was blessed to be able to talk to so many people while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was there and relay my experiences as an army brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also got to brag about my dad :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont think I had ever felt so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was truly an awesome experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531366521561528386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNci4ApuEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sSfcBl4QKBc/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+343.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie and Rachel stayed with me a little bit ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so good to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel brightens my day, shes amazing, and I LOVE her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Natalie, man did I need her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have not seen her for 3 1/2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She gets me like no one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knows what she needs to say to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when to push me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I even broke down in zupas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes...in public...crying...I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I was so happy to have her in front of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just listening to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and offering comforting words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Nat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531360899376020930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNXbnvK_cI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ftJmWM5okRk/s400/august-october+2nd+2010+383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to 3 out of 4 sessions of conference in the C.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I went to a luncheon with the presidencies of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relief Society, Young Womens, and Primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met Sister Beck, Sister Dalton (she told me I sparkled :),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Sister Wixon, along with some counselors, and board members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are all incredible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO happy and such examples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was such a wonderful experience! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to a fireside where Stephanie (nienie) Nielson spoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It. was. amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What an example to us all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suz and I got there early, stood in line, and got good seats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was a challenge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She spoke about being beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which, according to her, AND Heavenly Father,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each one of us are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was right...we all are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She shared an amazing experience and I was once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;testified to that the Lord knows us, and he is aware of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How blessed are we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531361674871201810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNYIwroYBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/VXk_qlb5zcM/s400/october+2010+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND my parents cam up to visit me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O how I needed that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed my dad to tell me what to do with my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then for my mom to say...do what you want :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More than I could express.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im 21, yet no one can make me feel like my parents can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So all in all it has been a fabulous past couple weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of ups and downs, but the ups totally outweighed it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like Presdient Monson said in conference,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all about an "Attitude of Gratitude"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-4009038378105609066?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4009038378105609066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/4009038378105609066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-happy-day.html' title='O Happy Day'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TMNci4ApuEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sSfcBl4QKBc/s72-c/august-october+2nd+2010+343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6581956875328728691</id><published>2010-09-15T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:27:57.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever forget??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because I know I often do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wiiadnMvm20/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiiadnMvm20?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiiadnMvm20?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you love President Uchtdorf? This is just the pick me up we all need!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6581956875328728691?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6581956875328728691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6581956875328728691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-ever-forget.html' title='Do you ever forget??'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6175028455101522335</id><published>2010-06-16T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:47:50.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bijou Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a little while ago Rachel, Natalie, Aleesha, and I ventured to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bijou Market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's this craft/vintage market held at a beautiful estate in orem each year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It includes 50 vendors, most of them featured on etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can imagine this was a much anticipated event for us for during the weeks leading up, seeing as Nat and I love anything to do with clothes, jewelry, crafts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hair accesories, and decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rach had just moved into town so when she came along, with her super cute styled self, she was loving just as much as us! I know leesh had fun too :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so much fun spending time with girls I love and of course finding awesome buys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing as I'm kindof a shopaholic I had to limit myself...so 2 necklaces it was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483454343408063266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBkkrDjpEyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/90rL1SDzFFQ/s400/june+2010+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(I love teal, and the picture doesn't do justice but it has the insides of a clock mounted on the outside. It's very different and neat looking)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483456007055002466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBkmL5H-y2I/AAAAAAAAAUo/4eXqvGxZeoI/s400/june+2010+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, this is my favorite...and let me tell you why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The maker of this necklace was so neat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was a sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been looking for a necklace with my initial, but wanted to find one I loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to the "Ritzy Misfit" table, and BAM I was sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The maker's name is Brooke and as she explained to me how she made each pendant and how each one is unique and beautiful in their own way, just like each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She melts lead metal and stamps it with the design and each dry differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notice anything??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483455131019658514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBklY5o4RRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Q_KpArozB54/s400/june+2010+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(please ignore the cheesy self portrait)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.151525984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She tells me how the bachelorette's, Jilian and Ali, have both worn them. Kendra from "The Girls Next Door" too. Well I love the bachelorette, its a guilty pleasure, so that made the whole experience and purchase even more exciting! (&lt;em&gt;yes thats pathetic im aware&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all in all I couldn't be happier with my purcahse, I wear it all the time. AND Rach got one too, so we decided they could be friendship neckalces :) Haha I love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483446494235040018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBkdiLG9mRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6OhOMcy4w7Y/s400/june+2010+004+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here's cute Nat shopping away, absolutely loving life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483452506916073186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBkjAKF1LuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pn7oN0yB7Sk/s400/june+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6175028455101522335?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6175028455101522335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6175028455101522335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/06/bijou-market.html' title='Bijou Market'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBkkrDjpEyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/90rL1SDzFFQ/s72-c/june+2010+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-2434937646547542069</id><published>2010-06-12T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:50:57.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, I'll miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481994132223911026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP0nk_7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jzKIILIx_pE/s400/MARCH+09+006+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is Miss Natalie Evans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(yes, yet another tribute...enter at your own risk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is my partner in crime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately we have been getting emotional on a constant basis knowing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have now only 5 days left together as roomies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only as roomies, but in college..provo..together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nat is graduating( YAYYYY CONGRATS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that means shes out of Provo and on to bigger &amp;amp; better things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which then causes me to be extremely bummed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I constantly tell her I don't know what I am going to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No joke...I get anxiety over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have great friends, but there are just certain people that have a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;real impact on you, and you CLICK with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of my other besties have bf's so where does my life fit in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without my "always can count on" DATE, Natalie??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom line, I'm really sad she's leaving me and I am going to miss her, but I am so excited for her, she has some great times a comin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some awesome facts about and things I love about Miss Natalie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She just threw away her pink vans...thats a big deal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She'll make a fabulous nurse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's very intelligent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Our theme song is "My life would suck without you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's an amazing dancer&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996064274126018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP2YCcmFMI/AAAAAAAAASA/sBGKTFkjAKM/s400/winter+09+211+-+Copy+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Her "hood-dances" are legendary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-We met in Junior High&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-We became &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; friends Senior year in HS&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481995006784287314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP1ae_XslI/AAAAAAAAARY/S-ZWX60p8vc/s400/locker+room+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481994799132593010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP1OZbWS3I/AAAAAAAAARQ/Yjb75Tc-1pM/s400/nationals6+-+Copy+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481994639530705394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP1FG3SwfI/AAAAAAAAARI/tYRHOklQ9D0/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+178+-+Copy+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-We became best friends in college&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She looooves music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She loves to talk on the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996375799199330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP2qK99dmI/AAAAAAAAASI/PwiRxah9dxY/s400/rock+canyon+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She is a conflicted soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's a chocolate theif&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's sensitive about her sleep/noise...(haha I love you Nat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's an extremely loyal friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481994388960532210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP02hatVvI/AAAAAAAAARA/SAv7JMJ_6DA/s400/MARCH+09+014+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-"Welp, time for my second dinner!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-We love to have dance parties in our apartment (hence the robot pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's extremely faithful and trusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She has the best teeth/ smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She analyzes with me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996774434682018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP3BYAENKI/AAAAAAAAASY/XV2qRuutBSs/s400/spring+2010+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She is musically talented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She is very clean/ organized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She is histerical...like seriously really funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She can make you feel better when bummed...usually by doing or saying something funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481996926735006386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP3KPXSurI/AAAAAAAAASg/8W58h6W3-5M/s400/spring+2010+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481995138911465762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP1iLM8cSI/AAAAAAAAARg/S7YkjASUWpY/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Hard to believe but I'll miss her long "getting ready" routine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She's protective in good way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She loves snack packs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-She'll make an incredible wife and mother&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481995774406000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP2HKmpgVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/RlC1mg-omKc/s400/summer+2009+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Most of all I'll miss watching movies with her, just us, when everyone else is out hanging out we're content to just hang out together and entertain ourselves...haha so many good memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Love you Nattie-mc-nat-nat, thanks for being my best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go have an adventure, but remember Provo will be missing you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481994259779061650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP0vALch5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dMvOjouFLDQ/s400/MARCH+09+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-2434937646547542069?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2434937646547542069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/2434937646547542069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-long-ill-miss-you.html' title='So long, I&apos;ll miss you'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TBP0nk_7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jzKIILIx_pE/s72-c/MARCH+09+006+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-557297045017231896</id><published>2010-06-04T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T15:40:02.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncanny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had an epiphany the other day.&lt;br /&gt;It is uncanny how similar we are as adults to the way we were as children.&lt;br /&gt;(Ok maybe not totally unfathomable but considering all the developing and growing up we do, it is so cool how similar we remain all our life)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in human development recently my teacher talked about children and their self soothing tactics. He mentioned that often those same tactics carry over to what we do as adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A: As he is talking about this I am "ganking" on my paper edge.&lt;br /&gt;(Ganking is a name my parentals made up for when I was little and would take the ends of anything smooth i.e. a tag, blanket end, etc, and rub it against and in my finger nails...weird I know) Anywho, I am 20 and without even thinking about it I am "ganking" while this very thought is brought up. I do it ALL the time, like multiple times every day. It is a way for me to calm down and be comforted. Odd, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B: We also talked about child temperment and how that carries over throughout a life span(for the most part) So what did I do? I called the parentals and asked what I was like as a baby. NOTHING has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;A laugher&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a crier&lt;br /&gt;Stops dead in my tracks when someone starts to tickle my arm or back&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy when hungry but easily soothed&lt;br /&gt;and the clincher...EASILY DISTRACTED.&lt;br /&gt;I informed Natalie about all of this and when I said this last one she started laughing and said, "yep, nothing's changed!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Its terrible how easily distracted I am in everything.&lt;br /&gt;It is a bad habit and a resolution of mine to change.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I thought this was interesting...probably not to most of you but thats ok im sure mom and dad will get a kick out of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as an ode to our childhood, a couple weeks ago it was our friend Jake's birthday. After getting dinner at Happy Sumo we headed over to a new candy/toy store called BLICKENSTAFF'S at the Riverwoods.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it is like the coolest place ever.&lt;br /&gt;Us college kids were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the place...we had a blast as you can tell,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl6N_OUjaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_DtbULrZvik/s1600/Graduation+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl6N_OUjaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_DtbULrZvik/s400/Graduation+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479044802401308066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl6CM5cQWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9jOa7zdk7j0/s1600/Graduation+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl6CM5cQWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9jOa7zdk7j0/s400/Graduation+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479044599913398626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha Matt is my favorite in this, hiding behind Scott with a mouth full of candy. Ps Scott is the one on the elephant and the elephant's name is naturally, Kylee. (Natalie's thought process not mine, check it on fb you'll see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl52eCsqPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eBRaG_g8j7I/s1600/Graduation+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl52eCsqPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/eBRaG_g8j7I/s400/Graduation+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479044398357194994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken for respects of AV #426..."Harmony in the Animal Kingdom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl5sZ8BD1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pds-WK2L3WY/s1600/Graduation+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl5sZ8BD1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pds-WK2L3WY/s400/Graduation+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479044225456738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl5JYPY8kI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OElibiFxGpI/s1600/Graduation+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl5JYPY8kI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OElibiFxGpI/s400/Graduation+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479043623705702978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wallssssssssss of candy, this was only one section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl4_QWxxWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cBMnjMX9BvA/s1600/Graduation+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl4_QWxxWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cBMnjMX9BvA/s400/Graduation+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479043449790514530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely made out of candy...a kid's dream...ok Natalie's and mine too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am going home in exactly 2 weeks to spend 2 whole months in my lovely mesatown. I cannot wait! Provo: you are good to me...well most of the time...but I need a break. Im stoked for contintuos sunshine and weather I can count on, even if it is 110 degrees. Excited for a funfilled drive down too....nat and I having some serious chats about life (whats new) and an overnight stay in Vegas with some darling girls. Now just 4 more tests and I am outta here!&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/3384632400807222260-557297045017231896?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/557297045017231896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/557297045017231896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/06/uncanny.html' title='Uncanny'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/TAl6N_OUjaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/_DtbULrZvik/s72-c/Graduation+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-3531582785437545294</id><published>2010-05-24T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:31:25.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple weed necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S_tfKrj4jWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Q2QWUbGjNXA/s1600/rock+canyon+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475074409095531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S_tfKrj4jWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Q2QWUbGjNXA/s400/rock+canyon+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I bet you are all wondering where I got that wicked awesome necklace I'm wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Welp, it is courtesy of 6 year old Katelin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In Germany, we would sit in the fields outside our house for HOURS making these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, sitting at Rock Canyon a few saturdays ago I picked up some weeds and tried to pull out my childhood skills...low and behold, It worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now it got me thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I swear it was just yesterday I was doing this as a 6 year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you ever sit back and wonder where did the time go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Where did childhood, highschool, college, last year, last month even go??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im watching everyone go these different directions in life and its freeking me out a bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Exciting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;An adventure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heck yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475074050662482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S_te10SyRAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/m58Zd5E8YZI/s400/rock+canyon+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just so often think, am I doing what Im supposed to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;am I making the most with what I have been given,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;am I doing the most good I possibly can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While I continue to ponder and live my life in a day dream...enjoy this &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Face your doubts, master your fears, cast not away your confidence. Stay the course and see the beauty of life unfold for you" ~Elder Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-3531582785437545294?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3531582785437545294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3531582785437545294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-weed-necklace.html' title='A simple weed necklace'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S_tfKrj4jWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Q2QWUbGjNXA/s72-c/rock+canyon+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-951322451498276125</id><published>2010-05-09T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:15:27.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Rene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469386188188432034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-cpwpZmNqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lMF5ve_YT6Q/s400/April+(34).JPG" border="0" /&gt;These three are the products of "Mother Rene"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever my mom says, "Katelin Ellen" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in that &lt;em&gt;tone&lt;/em&gt; we all know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I answer back with, "Mother Rene??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hence the name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywho I absolutely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE MY MOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469384248188703522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-cn_uVnkyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BsS7TXoaKOM/s400/more+fall+09+334+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469384394442259234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-coIPLLuyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WTul33Du4gY/s400/August+08-sept+08+RANDOM+058+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And she is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I am biased but I do think shes the best mom in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope though that everyone thinks that about their mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone deserves to be loved and adored like a mother does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mother is no different. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since she has been a mother for 37 years here are 37 reasons why she is the greatest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. She is my best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She is histerical...seriously &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. She does the best impressions/voices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. She is addicted to Sonic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. She is my biggest cheerleader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              6. She is like the energizer bunny...just goes and goes...and only for the benefit of every other person but herself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. She loves to shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. She loves mexican food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. She has a beautiful singing voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Kids gravitate to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. She works miracles with her students (parents of former students of hers are constantly acting as advocates for her to other parents looking for an amazing teacher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. All my friends ADORE her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. She is the best cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. When I come home for a visit she makes me my favorite foods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. She has the kindest heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. She is always saying the best way to make yourself feel better, in any situation, is to go do service for someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. She is in constant physical pain, yet she is always the last person on her mind (I hate this, but what can you do when your mom is all about others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. She can still highkick her forehead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. She was a pommie in highschool and so was I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. She has a light about her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. She makes meals for our neighbors when they have babies, tragedies, etc, and she isnt even in relief society :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. She is a relief society sister as heart...haha I had to add it mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               23. She went to my every concert, recital, performance, competition, game,                   and everything in between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. She is genuine and loving to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. She taught and led by example...and still does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. She still makes my dad's lunches in the morning and hes 56&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. She used to get up early and make me soup every morning in elementary school because I refused to eat sandwiches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. She is sarcastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Noone, and I mean NOONE, can make her famous cookies like she can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. She is extremely creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. She loves to make crafts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. She is supportive of my every decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. She taught us to be courteous and caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. She cannot stand to have an empty wall in our house, haha anyone who has been in our house knows this one is a concrete fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. She pawned her jewelry for diapers when we were little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. She is a wonderful wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. She constantly tells me I am beautiful and special and that I can make a difference and have an influence..although I always say, "you're just biased you have to say that". She tells me she doesnt have to say anything...and you know what, I believe her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469384468008495170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-coMhOvaEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/WXg6sannMwU/s400/summer+2009+049+-+Copy+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I love you mom, thank you for sacrificing and caring about each one of us. Thank you for giving me the world and beyond. Thank you for being my mother and for loving each of your children even when I know it couldn't have been easy to. Thank you for being a blessing in my life and for being my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-951322451498276125?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/951322451498276125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/951322451498276125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/05/mother-rene.html' title='Mother Rene'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-cpwpZmNqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/lMF5ve_YT6Q/s72-c/April+(34).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-3964055862089203217</id><published>2010-05-05T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:14:55.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(warning: cheesy alert)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966494491305458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IejmPkZfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/fp3ectVhFOs/s400/summertime+2008+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kylee, my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is pretty much the most amazing person ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right now, I miss her a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ky is currently living the dream in NYC as an intern for NBC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is NOTHING this girl can't do or accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so proud of her and excited for her adventures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but gosh dangit I miss her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966365253724786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IecEy7anI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ddLbjeIB67M/s400/August+08-sept+08+RANDOM+090+-+Copy+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywho, I thought Id do a "Kyky tribute" seeing as shes across the country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This may be boring for most of you but thats OK cuz this is for ky :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We met sophomore year in highschool playing powder puff football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaha quite the experience...but thats another story. I even remember a specific instance first knowing her where she dyed her hair...haha this is so random...but I will never forget a bunch of us running into her at school and Ive never noticed someone so enthusiastic and happy. She had this light radiating from her and I remember thinking, I want to be best friends with her...luckily my wish came true and we have since braved highschool and college together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467965979816626354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IeFo7kCLI/AAAAAAAAANw/cd7r58tAqrw/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467965038790795778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IdO3VhYgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7SvEPM0qGI4/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467965747098171026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Id4F_KNpI/AAAAAAAAANo/aUsiGPWHBcA/s400/everything!!!!+168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467964053807759490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IcVh_RAII/AAAAAAAAAMo/gwGWJNthyc8/s400/through+march+2010+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anyways, that summer she invited me to Newport with her family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the rest is history!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have now been to newport 5 times with this child and those are some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the greatest memories I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966968518440514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Ie_MIcdkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BCrNmf0kn0Q/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467967071741331138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IfFMqsxsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gZVGzQD6yw8/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966680937120370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IeucztwnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7FAzWaUUkxw/s400/newport+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will soon be going on our third year of living together and I have to say BRAVO to her for putting up with me for all this time because im positive im getting the better deal out of the situation, but im thankful regardless! She is the best roommate to have because she is always so chipper. ALWAYS. When Im having a good day, shes there enjoying it with me, when im having a bad day, shes there to make everything better. Plain and simple she makes it all fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Ie58TO8HI/AAAAAAAAAOg/stm55xweELY/s1600/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966878369378418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Ie58TO8HI/AAAAAAAAAOg/stm55xweELY/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966225684552066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IeT83C2YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BG4FZ9GvzCY/s400/summertime+2008+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ky is seriously a ray of sunshine! Anyone who has come in contact with her for even a minute knows how true that statement is. This is so cheesy but this quote is perfect for ky: "If I had one gift that I could give you, my friend, it would be the ability to see yourself as others see you, because only then would you know how extremely special you are."~B.A. Billingsly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ky has this unique ability to make anyone and everyone feel loved, appreciated, and special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not many people have that gift, but she is one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has been there for me in ways not even she can fully understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has sat with me through breakdowns, hardships, excitement, confusion, happiness, and everything in between. I am eternally grateful to her for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is the greatest example of choosing a friend who makes you want to be better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love our wrestling matches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our shared love of food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our love of the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our hatred of utah weather,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our random things we do when bored,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;braving finals together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long drives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our chats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;football games,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and our every memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IeqLyh7jI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O4zQlaunVYA/s1600/newport+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467966607649271346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IeqLyh7jI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/O4zQlaunVYA/s400/newport+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467965557778395970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IdtEtzs0I/AAAAAAAAANg/YnZ8KyQ2Hqc/s400/HOLIDAYS+08+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am grateful for the blessing of having her in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so proud of her, and I know she is rocking NYC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is the greatest example to me of someone ambitious, hardworking, and who has their priorities in line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How'd I get so lucky to have her as a best friend, I dont know...but ill take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Icwz4RCFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NQOQEBNJXdQ/s1600/through+march+2010+286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467964522466707538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Icwz4RCFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/NQOQEBNJXdQ/s400/through+march+2010+286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you Kylee Celeste and I miss you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467964684300675522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-Ic6OwfacI/AAAAAAAAANA/sYgfp-t_GUE/s400/through+march+2010+325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-3964055862089203217?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3964055862089203217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3964055862089203217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-missed.html' title='You are missed'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S-IejmPkZfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/fp3ectVhFOs/s72-c/summertime+2008+105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-9126845359872030231</id><published>2010-04-23T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:34:28.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S9H1UbbzKTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kZ_0VAmplZ8/s1600/KATELIN%27S+TRIP+TO+BYU+AUG+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417554287667506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S9H1UbbzKTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kZ_0VAmplZ8/s400/KATELIN%27S+TRIP+TO+BYU+AUG+2008+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(this was taken on our trip headed to take me to BYU) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On wednesday I took my last final of the semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that officially makes me a Senior. In COLLEGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the heck did I get this old??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where has all the time gone that even constitutes me to give myself such a title??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am slightly freeking out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime I go home I drive by good 'ol Mountain View and think myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the majority of the teens there have NO idea how easy they have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No real world worries,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big decisions consist of what to do on friday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or who's going to ask them to prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I wouldn't give to go back for even just a day...life was so eeeeeasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get me wrong I love my life now too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I am fully aware that I do not have it rough and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for my experiences, lessons learned, and friends made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes I yearn for it to all stop flying by for just a second...even though I know it won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually I am one to enjoy each day, but I am always looking to the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New goals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy where I am at RIGHT NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy being 20(almost 21)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy being single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy living away from home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy BYU for one more year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy my friends since pretty soon we'll all be scattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just enjoy my life and my amazing blessings...every single second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For your viewing pleasure I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;this quote by Jason Blume:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Listen to that voice inside you that says you can accomplish anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust that feeling that tells you you can achieve all that you hope for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe that everything you want is waiting for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold on to the knowledge that nothing is impossible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember that &lt;strong&gt;each person who has ever achieved a goal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;started out with only a dream."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S9HwtY3EE_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/eLaieuwhx3I/s1600/seniors_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463412485535306738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S9HwtY3EE_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/eLaieuwhx3I/s400/seniors_011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahaha reliving the glory days. I found this on my dad's computer and started laughing at all of us, youd really have to know each of us to know why its so funny to me. ALSO look at Natlie's face. She is the greatest, such a crack up! I received a text from her this morning and it said, "sitting at my college graduation...!" WEIRD! Im going to miss her this summer when she leaves, but cant wait for a funfilled springtime in provo with her! I love all these girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-9126845359872030231?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/9126845359872030231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/9126845359872030231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/04/senior.html' title='Senior'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S9H1UbbzKTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kZ_0VAmplZ8/s72-c/KATELIN%27S+TRIP+TO+BYU+AUG+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1681314708729010366</id><published>2010-03-04T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:58:23.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TORO Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a proud TORO, always have been and always will be &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow I thought when I came to BYU I would branch out of toro country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is not the case&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we do it to ourselves ill readily admit...I just find it funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im proud to say Im a TORO and love mesatown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel blessed to have best friends that I can reminisce about HS with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I have to say that the following conversation that takes place usually at least once a day is getting a bit old... it goes exactly like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New friend: "Nice to meet you Katelin(or add any MVT person), so where are you from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "Im from Arizona, how about you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New friend: (ignoring my question) "You from Mesa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "Yep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Friend: "Mountain View?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "Yep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New friend: "oooh...figures"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "Yep....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kid you not...anyone from MV will tell you they've had this conversation a thousand times with people ranging from utah, cali, washington, florida, new york, etc...it nuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I slightly hate this, but I feel good about my ties to Mesa and wouldn't trade them for anything but I do feel just as good about the new friends Ive made as well..here are some of my thoughts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you are a TORO at BYU when:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444903989483101394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5AvVIE_XNI/AAAAAAAAALA/Mah8XKilc7M/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All 4 of your roommates graudated with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444906882276911682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5Ax9gkx6kI/AAAAAAAAALo/e0l4d0TPWkg/s400/newnewnewfeb2010+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At age 21 and away to college in another state most of those in attendance to your bday dinner (natalie's)youve known since you were 15..lots even sooner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444909183391733170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5A0Dc5TlbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/c5KurQmvbrY/s400/Ky%27s+pics+Oct+09+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You have a kickball team named the "MESA COUGS"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444905034659457394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5AwR9qc6XI/AAAAAAAAALQ/M4GMNyvwn5w/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444905664761454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5Aw2o-eYBI/AAAAAAAAALY/qurTFzwWAuQ/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You hang out with boys you graudated with everynight...and while helping them plan dates with new girls you remember all the girls they used to like and all their awkward dating stories that happened way back when...I think this is my favorite :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444904570647959282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5Av29FfVvI/AAAAAAAAALI/p-0_7aNhKbI/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You walk 1 minute and can be talking to a friend you've known since 6TH GRADE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444906323568326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5Axc_ORdYI/AAAAAAAAALg/d8RpcKJchZE/s400/newnewnewfeb2010+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You hang out with Ben at age 21 and still call him "Benny Boo Boo BooBooBoo" like you used to when you were 14...haha ok maybe this is just me and Jessica that can claim this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444909964317865778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5A0w6EmtzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/npCbHKsah0c/s400/Ky%27s+pics+Oct+09+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You have a flag football team of 16 girls and 12 are from mesa...no joke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally: You know you're a TORO when you love Mesa, the people, and the weather...and THATS why your best friends are the same ones youve had forever...because that if all else fails...Mesa and all it has to offer you will never fail...cheesy but true!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THANKS FOR LISTENING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1681314708729010366?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1681314708729010366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1681314708729010366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/03/toro-country.html' title='TORO Country'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S5AvVIE_XNI/AAAAAAAAALA/Mah8XKilc7M/s72-c/2010+our+time+to+WIN+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1318540125859573684</id><published>2010-02-25T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:10:13.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooo last week I headed, reluctantly I might add, to my language impairment class. My teacher, bless his heart, means well, but is a bit on the boring side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoy the material to an extent, I find it intriguing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;not the biggest fan of attending the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No worries Dad, I do, but its not so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While walking to class I remembered something! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We would be having a guest speaker, so when I sat down I became perky and excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to hear what this nice lady in front me was about to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And let me tell you, I was NOT dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her name was Sylvia Allen, she is a principle at one of the elementary schools here in the Utah Valley and has also been a teacher and vice principle throughout her working years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She began by telling us a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mpi-hd.mpg.de/hfm/hdgs2004/hd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There once were 2 families, excited and packed to pick up their lives and move to Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was no real reason for the move, it was a life decision, one they made as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, on the plane headed to Germany the two families talked and talked about what their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new lives in Germany were going to be like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They couldn't wait to immerse themselves in the culture, language, and style of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then...something unexpected happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pilot comes over the intercom and said that the plane would need to land in Holland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that it would never be able to finish its flight to Germany...ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.a-travel.nl/images/flowers_molen.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; As you can imagine the families were shocked and upset...but nothing could be done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They would need to accept their new change of direction, or forced to be unhappy forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;One family understood that their fate had changed and Holland would soon have to be considered their home so they tried hard to keep a positive attidtude. Then they landed and saw the amazing fields of flowers, beautiful blue skies, clolors upon colors, and a quaint country that offered its own beauty and culture like that of Germany. They now accepted their new home and went off with excitement about their new life adventure and lived happily ever after&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The second family, however, did not have such an attitude. They groaned and compalined about the new change in their life and never accepted this different, yet still wonderful adventure. They saw the beaty but would not acknowledge it, they smelled the flowers but turned up their noses, they were not happy and vowed to never be...all because Holland was not Germany.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What does this teach us??&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of unexpected curcumstances and happenings. Changes in plans, hopes, dreams, situations, and list goes on. It is all about what you make of these changes that makes life beautiful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She began with this story because she then told us about the moment she found out her son was handicapped...severely. She said, like the families, she had to recognize and accept the "change of direction" she was now face with. She said it was all about the help and support she received that made all the difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She then continued on in her lecture to speak about her son and the people that were ADVOCATES for him when she was so emotionally drained to be one herself. Then she talked about the children SHE advocated for, children and families she gave hope to because of her "never-give-up" attitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This all my seem pointless, random, or even odd to you, but my point is that this woman reminded me, as I sat in a simple hour and a half class, why I want to be a speech pathologist/teacher. Instead of worrying about my midterms, quizzes, or assignments...stressing about not understanidng something like I think I should, what matters is the difference I get to make.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be an advocate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to change a child's life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to put a smile on a face that normally doesn't have one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to make a difference&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be a positive ifluence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to show that I care and will work HARD for whomever I am advocating for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to give a child a new hope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want EVERY child to know they are special, unique, loved, royal, and able to accomplish absolutley anything they want to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want them to know that being different isn't wrong, its brave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be an ADVOCATE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and I will work everyday to make sure every one of these goals is obtained :)  Thank you Sylvia for your inspiration and thank you BYU for finally helping me figure out why im in college!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1318540125859573684?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1318540125859573684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1318540125859573684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/02/amazing.html' title='AMAZING'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-3214043990482241915</id><published>2010-02-18T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:13:40.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Blossoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.statesymbolsusa.org/IMAGES/Florida/OrangeBlossom-380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.statesymbolsusa.org/IMAGES/Florida/OrangeBlossom-380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM GOING HOME IN 3 WEEKS! I cannot wait! I was in Ky's room this morning subjecting her to my usual incessant talking and she mentioned that she for sure would be heading to Mesa on March 11th and suggested I come with...so anyone who knows me knows I would jump at the chance to be home, so I quickly checked my planner and good news, all my midterms will be done by then so it took me .2 seconds to say, "KY IM COMING WITH!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously could not be more excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Warmth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mexican food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mesa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and best of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ORANGE BLOSSOMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;March is my absolute favorite time of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE having the nice spring weather, sunny skies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and coming out of my house at night smelling the sweet aroma of the orange blossoms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think only people from mesa appreciate this piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always tell people up here how much I love march for this very reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they always look at me with a smile that says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hmmm you get &lt;em&gt;that much &lt;/em&gt;joy out of an orange smell...ya...good for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I dont care, its simply the best and I cannot wait so see you soon Mtown! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/images/temples/daylight/mesa_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-3214043990482241915?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3214043990482241915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/3214043990482241915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/02/orange-blossoms.html' title='Orange Blossoms'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-7035193152521400693</id><published>2010-01-27T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:04:00.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Days to Sunshine and Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ocean-florida.co.uk/Images/ResortImages/Huntington%20Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 568px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 529px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ocean-florida.co.uk/Images/ResortImages/Huntington%20Beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right folks I'm headed to HUNTINGTON BEACH in just 15 short days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I cannot wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The trip is going to consist of my good friends Natalie, Britt, and Whitney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could even explain our excitement for this trip because seeing as we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are ALL from sunny AZ we not only love California itself...we LOVE the sun and you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't getmuch of it here in snowy Utah. We've got lots on the agenda but even just being with these girls=PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are going to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Santa Monica Pier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE BEACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TK burger(yes its better then in-n-out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pinkberry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tour some campuses possibly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O and did I mention...Eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anywho its going to be a blast and I cannot wait!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3384632400807222260-7035193152521400693?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7035193152521400693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7035193152521400693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/01/15-days-to-sunshine-and-happiness.html' title='15 Days to Sunshine and Happiness'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1765256103334163651</id><published>2010-01-26T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:53:25.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19pK-a7IfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/U1WMQIdVqJk/s1600-h/2010+our+time+to+WIN+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431175312907641330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19pK-a7IfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/U1WMQIdVqJk/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed. Plain and simple. Last year I had such amazing roommates, Amy, Ali, and Kylee. We had fun together, NEVER got into any tiffs, could talk about everything and anything...and did this most often late at night(or rather early in the morning) after we'd all gotten home, and I truly love each one so much words cant even explain! This year Ky and I stayed in good 'ol 426 at Alpine Village and got ready to gain two new roommates, Aleesha Miller and Natalie Evans. We were stoked! I was sad to see Ali and Amy move on but excited for them and their new ventures. I wasn't worried about these girls because they are such great friends so I knew it would be a party...but I wondered how it was going to be having a new group of girls together with a new dynamic. Sure enough it has been a blast! So, back to my original statement I have been blessed to have such amazing sets of roommates and they both are unique and the BEST in their own individual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been sitting back and thinking about all the hilarious times I've had with Leesh, Nat, and Ky. Seriously we are all sooo flippin weird, but beacuase of this fact we have dang fun times together. I wanted to put up a list of some 426 quotes and activities that may not make sense to all of you but none the less it will show you how random but fun we are together..enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"It's lonely at the top"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"You can change the size of your body...but you CANT change the size of your head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"I hate it when you burp!"..."Well I hate it when you dont bathe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Those who know what they want, get what they want. Those who dont know what they want, get NOTHING"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Look at my abs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"2010 OUR TIME TO WIN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Playing rock band on a sunday evening...just us 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having "story time" as Kylee reads to us from &lt;em&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/em&gt; (P.s. every dating girl should read this it makes so much dang sense...unfortunately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wrestling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pouring freeeeeezing water on eachother in the shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Smothering Kylee with the pillows HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our major love of food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are just a few things but moral of the story im so grateful for my roommates and I love them dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431179686571732546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19tJjls7kI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1t3-IAZ0WSc/s400/2010+our+time+to+WIN+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The amazingly talented BYU swimmer Aleesha Miller...lovingly known as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leesh", plain and simple she is HILARIOUS, love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182341592312978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19vkGT77JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mKU-qu3HwL4/s400/summer+2009+109+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Natty-mc-nat-nat! Shes a model...enough said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431183340826780866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19weQv_5MI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nojZpiRHNCM/s400/August+08-sept+08+RANDOM+090+-+Copy+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ky-Ky...what would I do without her! She keeps me sane, I kid you not, if it weren't for this girl who knows what kind of random weird things I'd be doing. O and shes going to be a famous broadcast journalist one day- mark my words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1765256103334163651?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1765256103334163651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1765256103334163651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2010/01/roommates.html' title='Roommates'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/S19pK-a7IfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/U1WMQIdVqJk/s72-c/2010+our+time+to+WIN+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1993393913445828215</id><published>2009-12-16T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:35:04.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Minus 55 hours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooooo Im sitting here in my cubby on the fifth floor of the Harold B. Lee Library at BYU trying my best to study up a storm for the next 4 finals I need to take...obviously its not going so well at the moment...so why not blog right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many finals did I have all together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many of those are my grades completely reliant on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya, this semester has been so rough, I feel like everyone tells you when you get into your major classes its easier because you love it supposedly...well not so much the case for me. As much as we all hate GE's I kinda enjoyed them because I love learning random things about random subjects! Also, I do enjoy my major but because its small here at the Y we dont have much of a variety in teaching and teaching styles...making it slightly difficult for me to fall in love with. Regardless I am happy I have a technical major that will open many doors and I am thankful for the opportunity I have to obtain such a great education from an amazing school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moral of the story though throughout the semester talking to different friends, we all agree, junior year is quite the challenge! You would think by now we would have study habits figured out and ways to better prioritze and manage our time but that is NOT the case. Kylee and I were chatting and realized as you get older you know wayyyy more people, I cant walk anywhere- even to get a drink of water- without seeing someone I know! As fun as it is that just means I want to hang out more and spend time catching up with lots of different people...well this week, FINALS week has been no exception. Ky and I sit here and just stare at our computers because we cannot focus! We study, dont wory dad, but we are so burnt out from killing oursleves throughout the semester we have no more motivation, energy, or desire. All I can do is keep in mind there is an end in sight and work to crank it out these next 49 hours until I will be finally walking out of my last test! Until then all I can do is sit and dream about the following instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 552px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.allairports.net/images/sky-harbor-airport-picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, sadly this is first on my list, but when my southwest flight touches down a Sky Harbor Airport I will be jumping for joy I kid you not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 547px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/05/2008-12-25-mesa-temple-67003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The temple lights....I LOVE the Mesa temple and even better when there are lights all around it celebrating the spirit of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.christophschweiger.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/the-district-christmas-tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tempe Marketplace atChristmas...not only do I love tempe marketplace but I love going home to familiarity and being able to shop with christmas songs and decorations everywhere!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415913268998676194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SykwbGT9nuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E5cpR053UFg/s400/April+(3)+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This lovely group of people..and shelby...I am so excited to see and spend time with!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-The wonderful people in my ward family I miss throughout the year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-My friends still in Mesa or off to school other places&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-MEXICAN FOOD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-WARMTH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-No school to worry about&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Watching movies with my mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Eating lots of good food and treats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Pommie reunions &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Being able to be in a place that I can call home and that holds so many amazing memories for me...I love love love mesa!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See ya in 55 hours!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And wish me luck...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-1993393913445828215?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1993393913445828215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1993393913445828215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2009/12/t-minus-55-hours.html' title='T-Minus 55 hours...'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SykwbGT9nuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E5cpR053UFg/s72-c/April+(3)+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-7015707534463551541</id><published>2009-11-11T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:32:44.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Svud7DjHVFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YIc9AX6-FDA/s1600-h/summertime+2008+267+-+Copy+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403085815851471954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Svud7DjHVFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YIc9AX6-FDA/s400/summertime+2008+267+-+Copy+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;VETERANS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as everyone I'm sure knows and I couldn't get away without giving a shout out to my wonderful DAD!! I wanted to take a moment and brag about my aweomse dad and let him know how proud of him I am. Daddy Hink is a retired Lieutenant Colonel in the U.S. Army and it is one of my very favorite things about him. The man the Army helped my dad become is who I love more and more each day. There is just something about Dad's and the amazing never-ending knowledge they seem to have. Without fail, I call him everyday with a new question or concern and whatever it may be...it ALWAYS gets answered! Amazing how that works, huh? Anyways, I regard my childhood as the best thing ever! I got the chance to live and travel throughout Europe and the United States due to my dad's assignments and I only have the best memories from those times. I highly respect the way my dad has raised me incorporating the things he esteems as most important in life and I never fail to learn a new lesson from him every day. Sometimes I'm not sure if he realizes how VERY VERY PROUD of him I am for his service in The United States Army. He loves his country and would lay his life down for it and any of us in a heart beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for your example Dad and thank you for everything you do...I LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-7015707534463551541?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7015707534463551541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7015707534463551541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2009/11/heres-to-you.html' title='Here&apos;s to YOU!'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Svud7DjHVFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YIc9AX6-FDA/s72-c/summertime+2008+267+-+Copy+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6963025045607485794</id><published>2009-09-24T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:56:31.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OkOk....My own dad called me out</title><content type='html'>Sooooo yes it has been quite awhile since I have updated this, I had trouble getting to it because I felt like I had no one looking at it...which isnt the case THANKS SO MUCH for the comments and those that told me you look at it :) but haha lets get real my life is NOT exciting. BUT then I realized that I love to blogstalk, and I know other people do too :) so why not humor you and I both. Also like my title says, my own dad called me out about not updating so I really want to keep up so my family back home can see what I am up to! Anyways here are a few updates from the summer and whats happened so far this fall...hope you enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WARNING: TONS AND TONS OF PICTURES...VERY LONG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall has already been so fun! I have met tons of new people, got back into the routine of school, been having great weather up here in provo, done new things, and have the ropes of BYU and ptown down so much better than last year. Although I miss Amy and Ali a lot it is super fun having Natalie and Aleesha living with me and Kylee, and Kylee back for that matter! School is rough this year...getting into my upper level major classes but I like the challenge and I have gotten MUCH better at studying thank goodness :) Its going to be a great year, I just know it, and Im stoked to see where it takes me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 2oth birthday...FINALLY. Seriously can I just say how excited I am to not be 19 anymore...crazy being out of the teens now though but still great none the less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385235266539404098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwy8VX8u0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/tfqLVFnbK0M/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU to wonderful friends who threw me a dessert party to celebrate AND to the one and only talented Amy Giles who made this awesome cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385235970797790210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwzlU8O5AI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OZ3z0LbUvSE/s400/20th+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with friends who have been gone all summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236040627512418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwzpZE75GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_FnI8o3Jdak/s400/good+times!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND had the first BYU home football game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236565538457890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srw0H8hdSSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oT4HJ5dFN-0/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236278479440594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwz3PJQStI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JGBjsxmewzs/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385236397257062562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwz-JoC-KI/AAAAAAAAAIk/S9tt_v3xpJ4/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaked up the last few months with the amazing girls in our ward...tons moved out of ward this year and seriously no ward will ever compare to the girls we had last year, they were ALL amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385231668443369282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwvq5bAT0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/mNhM5eLY2vk/s400/spring+time+09+042+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out ALL THE TIME with these dear girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385232403068329522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwwVqHPnjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EKMFEFclG8s/s400/More+spring+09+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80s dancing...always classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385232896934615314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwwyZ6JGRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZyI2seYujxg/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385232631605351906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwwi9et1eI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OW945pFWWc0/s400/BBQ!!!!+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went kayaking on Utah lake...hahaha quite the experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233901001016706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwxs2WOhYI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xB13qHCiYPE/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Celebrated lots of birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233786784393938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwxmM23KtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lbT9KgmXVTg/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali and Jordan got engaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385232177874527650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwwIjM25aI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YJquc_65isQ/s400/More+spring+09+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385232082513700082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwwC_9EJPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GhBUq9GMIis/s400/More+spring+09+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We threw Ali a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385233600920583922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwxbYdefvI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DCbvTIvXUk0/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Went to Seattle with the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234040120592514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwx08m6yII/AAAAAAAAAHU/UN3795_FEQA/s400/summer+2009+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234206379351762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwx-n-GHtI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Md2RC7PbdhM/s400/summer+2009+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of wedding stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234646184471042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwyYOXzqgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R5JqSKR6QMg/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Christensen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234818244550146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwyiPWIHgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7Y6H5bIt5SA/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Porter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385244652492811378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srw7eqxn7HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L1Ac9ikeauk/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385235022487541202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwyuINc1dI/AAAAAAAAAH8/imyIeN3qkAQ/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Paige came to visit good ol Mesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234909700836530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SrwynkDATLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/D8i52pF1i00/s400/SUMMER+09+upload+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a summary..it was a great summer. Now back to reality and the school year. Thanks for reading my TOO LONG of a post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6963025045607485794?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6963025045607485794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6963025045607485794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2009/09/okokmy-own-dad-called-me-out.html' title='OkOk....My own dad called me out'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/Srwy8VX8u0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/tfqLVFnbK0M/s72-c/SUMMER+09+upload+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-1831528960163651369</id><published>2009-03-29T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:57:12.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CATCH UP!!</title><content type='html'>Seriously it has been too long.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why I havent blogged, my days consist of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-library&lt;br /&gt;-class&lt;br /&gt;-more library&lt;br /&gt;-take a test, or write a paper, or do an assignment, or work on a project&lt;br /&gt;-eat&lt;br /&gt;-maybe gym(but I start hardcore again tomorrow no worries parentals)&lt;br /&gt;-wind down for like one show...maybe&lt;br /&gt;-go to bed&lt;br /&gt;-start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was so relaxing though and my days this week wont be like this since I finally got over my stressful times, but before I know it finals will be here and my schedule will be worst then that mark my words! Regardless, life is good...Im healthy and happy and dont have anything to complain about really so good times all around!! Heres a little update for ya, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend Friday ended up being such a great day! I got to sleep in and take my time getting things done. Then Ky and me went to the gym and off to the temple, which was highly needed in my life right now, and it turned out to be perfect because we saw this sweet girl named Erin that we know and were able to be with her while doing baptisms. Once we got home we got ready and headed to the BYU volleyball game with Karly and Paige, a quick trip to arbys and del taco, and then off to see "Bride Wars". It was such a fun night and I seriously LOVE these girls so much!!! Like really words cant describe so here are a few picture from our great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318845038139551234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBVYbmoLgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1BIuYvOy12k/s400/The+beginning+of+a+beautiful+thing+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sweet Karly and I, shes our neighbor and I honestly love her so much she is so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318844914898692834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBVRQft6uI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2vTG4ZBjM1o/s400/The+beginning+of+a+beautiful+thing+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318844805552542322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBVK5JkEnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nx3-kHB7Haw/s400/The+beginning+of+a+beautiful+thing+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I cant forget Ky! I've always loved her and always will, she is definitely the sister I never had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318844488849718658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBU4dVufYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UFSJk8iGDSc/s400/The+beginning+of+a+beautiful+thing+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige is such a great friend! Any time you need her...walk over to her apartment and whether its watching random shows with you, disney movies, honest opinions, or advice, she is the GREATEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mock Spring Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rachel and Sarah came up to visit a couple weeks ago during their spring break and because we were bitter about not having one ourselves we kinda boycotted school a bit and had so much fun spending every day with them. We hung out, talked A TON, had a two hour DANCE session in the living room, went to the draper temple open house, ate yummy food, shopped, toured Salt Lake, and tried our best to give them the good ol Provo experience! It was in a nut shell, SO FUN, and SO GOOD to get to see them and fall back into old times. I love these girls so much and am so grateful for their friendship throughout the years. Here are some highlights from our wonderful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I am so dumb though and kept forgetting my camera, until Salt Lake(last day of their trip-idiot I know) but I did get some pics at least so these are from our great Salt Lake adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839926999265538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQu7H0sQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6FyavzPzAd0/s400/winter+09+228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839835054172722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQpkmZ6jI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_Y4pAXCSXKE/s400/winter+09+226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839664366404674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQfovRREI/AAAAAAAAAEs/U0bNS_QEnBs/s400/winter+09+217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*haha trying to be cool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839523663618130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQXclHIFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CBacDTt6ioQ/s400/winter+09+214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839396644867682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQQDZezmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r3-mIvUJ9II/s400/winter+09+211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839313787426642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQLOuul1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/RLZwfS0V4Y0/s400/winter+09+209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839136906907218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBQA7zIDlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iNLyNYktkZw/s400/winter+09+203.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOUT OUT TO SARAH!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been a couple weeks since the actual time, but better late than never right! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Biro, my good friend from pommie/dance/highschool/days just got baptized and I am ecstatic for her and her decision to join the church. I know it was hard for her to get the courage to take the leap of faith to investigate and really search for herself, but she did, and she is so happy! I can see this incredible change in her countenance and light and it is amazing to be able to witness and be a part of it. She has always been a wonderful girl and friend, but to see the new found truth and happiness she has is such a blessing and example to me! It makes me reflect on my road to baptism and all it taught and gifted me with. She will accomplish such great things and will be an example to so many people the rest of her life. I am so proud of her and I want her to know I know she made the right choice and Heavenly Father is smiling down on her right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU SARAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318850503334356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBaWjCm5RI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gHNeknMy4C4/s400/ALL+my+pics+from+fam...to+newport+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-1831528960163651369?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1831528960163651369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/1831528960163651369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2009/03/catch-up.html' title='CATCH UP!!'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SdBVYbmoLgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1BIuYvOy12k/s72-c/The+beginning+of+a+beautiful+thing+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-976526813477225654</id><published>2009-02-09T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:05:50.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*For Suzette* and some LOVE to go with it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/_Paiger_/bella/heartinsand_hearts.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/_Paiger_/bella/heartinsand_hearts.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooooo I have definitely been out of the blogging world for quite a while...not without stalking of course....but posting is for sure not something that has been on my list of things to do. However my dear friend Suzette kindly reminded me that I need to keep this up! So because I know she does it and is so good at it, my attempt is to now and continually keep it going! Sadly I was trying to think of fun things I've done but I got nothing. So therefore I decided to give a shout out about Valentines day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooo this weekend is we all know...the glorious holiday for celebrating love! Personally I don't think you should focus on one day a year to do this, but it is such a fun holiday with couples feeling special...and not to mention the treats! I joke often how Im such a loner because my three wonderful roommates all have boys and my love life is well....non existent- BUT honestly I really have nothing to complain about! I have such a great life and I feel so THANKFUL and BLESSED! So therefore I am going to list a few things that I love in my life in respects to February 14th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My Family...I have the greatest parents in the world and I feel so lucky to call them mine! They are so supportive and are always encouraging helping me to believe I can accomplish anything. They love me infinitely and they have made sure I've known that every day of my life. My brothers are so great as well! They truly are my protectors and would do anything for me. Not to mention my grandparents and how wonderful they are!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The gospel....I love love love this gospel and am so grateful for its power in my life. How amazing that I am a member of the church of Christ and how grateful I am for him and my Heavenly Father and the comfort and love they show me everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My friends....Seriously they are all amazing! Enough said. Whether I have friends I've known for years, or even just a semester, I am so blessed and I love each one so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My roommates...Now keep in mind all three of these ladies are also in the "friend" category :) but I have to give a special shout-out to them. I LOVE these girls! Hearing about drama and tension in so many other apartments, I couldn't be more grateful for Amy, Ali, and Kylee. They are all so sweet and I have especially loved becoming closer and better friends with each of them. They make life so easy to live with and are there whenever you need them. I love these girls so very very much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mesa....haha funny thing to say I love, but I do! I get to go home this weekend actually and spend 4 days in good ol M-town and I could not be more excited! The reason I love it though is this....it holds my family, old friends, wonderful neighbors and people, warm weather, and last but not least, the BEST memories I have ever had. I have had more fun and lessons learned in Mesa than anywhere else thus far and that town is truly a place that I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-BYU...Now to begin dont get me wrong but I have definitely had my fair share of venting sessions about BYU, and college in general, I guess you could say. But this university in a school that I love. Well in better terms, its a bitter-sweet relationship. After going to MCC I feel so grateful to go to a school where the students share your beliefs and standards, class often starts with a prayer, and the teachers(most of the time) really do just want to get the best out of you so they can help get the best FOR you. The classes are hard but you learn a lot and I am thankful for my parents support for letting me come here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*A few other things*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-traveling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-snow(when you dont have to walk in it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-treats (Chocolate especially)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-mexican food(preferably in mesa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the Army&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-summer bike rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-good books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So these are just a few things of which I LOVE...I really am looking forward to this holiday and hope everyone has such a great one...I know I will since Im so excited for my valentines date with the parentals! ha! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-976526813477225654?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/976526813477225654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/976526813477225654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-suzette-and-some-love-to-go-with-it.html' title='*For Suzette* and some LOVE to go with it'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/_Paiger_/bella/th_heartinsand_hearts.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-940543267118531448</id><published>2008-11-07T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:12:08.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRTXmaRfQjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H1h6BYu4Aco/s1600-h/RUNNING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266070919190626866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRTXmaRfQjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H1h6BYu4Aco/s320/RUNNING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep this is how I feel right now! Granted, I didnt run a marathan, or anything close for that matter, but I made a goal at the beginning of the week and here I am on friday SO happy that I accomplished it.....with it being a tad easier then I thought too, so this is success in my book! I got up every day this week early before school and went running at the gym for anywhere from 25 to 30 minutes...yep its impressive I know...haha not really but for me its a big deal! Anyone who has been around me enough will have heard me say at least once (if not a hundred times) that I am NOT a runner, honestly like I majorly sturggle with it, but I decided the work out is so much better then anything else for me so I decided to give it a try...and lo and behold I kindof like it! Wow im wierded out that I said that but its the truth, so needless to say the routine will continue indefinitely, and im stoked! Maybe one day I really can be like this woman here and cross my own marathon finish line, MAYBE that is :D&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/3384632400807222260-940543267118531448?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/940543267118531448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/940543267118531448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRTXmaRfQjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/H1h6BYu4Aco/s72-c/RUNNING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6228072341763701200</id><published>2008-11-06T11:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:51:03.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Salt Lake City*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265630241237759234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNGzk-H9QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0VCe0CFLhTw/s320/PROVO+Fall+part+2+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Absolutely LOVE these two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the day after Halloween I managed to sleep in until almost 1 in the afternoon and soon after recieved a call from Natalie Evans(one of my FAV. girls) inviting me to go to Salt Lake with a bunch of people. I was so excited becuase Kandyce, Haley, Kaelin, which are such great friends of mine were up visiting and that would mean I could spend the day with them....so of course I jumped at the chance and off we were!! We went to the yummy pizza place in draper on the way to SL and then headed to gateway mall, which is amazing by the way. After some window shopping...since us college students are broke, a collision between Natalie and a 5 year old girl, Ben's cookies, a meeting with a homeless person, who had just "got in an accident", asking for money, and many more fun little happenings we were on oru way back to Provo and still tired from our night's before. It was a blast though and it trule made my weekend to get to spend time with those girls...cant wait to see them at thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNHGxNTr7I/AAAAAAAAABI/gec75AoRYAs/s1600-h/PROVO+Fall+part+2+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265630570940182450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNHGxNTr7I/AAAAAAAAABI/gec75AoRYAs/s320/PROVO+Fall+part+2+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265630735019824114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNHQUc8U_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7CJnTWOucgo/s320/PROVO+Fall+part+2+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNG9L0BLtI/AAAAAAAAABA/JfjzsvZnfXs/s1600-h/PROVO+Fall+part+2+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265630406283177682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNG9L0BLtI/AAAAAAAAABA/JfjzsvZnfXs/s320/PROVO+Fall+part+2+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a shotty picture to say the least, well of me that is, but it shows the GORGEOUS Utah scenery so you all can be jealous that I look at that instead of palm trees.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.................AND thought I'd share this picture of what I look at out my window every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265633951988413906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNKLkmBddI/AAAAAAAAABg/bHR1eFEDeIs/s320/PROVO+Fall+part+2+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3384632400807222260-6228072341763701200?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6228072341763701200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6228072341763701200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2008/11/salt-lake-city.html' title='*Salt Lake City*'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SRNGzk-H9QI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0VCe0CFLhTw/s72-c/PROVO+Fall+part+2+119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-7374297680983901483</id><published>2008-11-02T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:50:58.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279054690190290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ556K1Wg9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MKi4_Z-pghs/s320/Fall+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Halloween was definitely one of the funnest times I've had up here so far! I dressed up as a Gypsy along with Ali and Katie, and Kylee here was Juno...haha best costumes I think...wait until the picture of Bleaker (aka Kevin). But anyways we went to the Alpine party and partied our little hearts out, or just until we were sweating to death- it was SO HOT down there! Afterwards we went and watched What lies Beneath which is soooo freaky let me tell ya! Then as Im walking to my door I ran into a friend across the hall and she invited me over because tons of people were over making french toast at 3 in the morning...it was a blast and finally at 4:30 I was getting ready for bed! It was quite a night but a fun one at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ58BoIC7II/AAAAAAAAAAs/kdn6Op_gdrw/s1600-h/Fall+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264281381835566210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ58BoIC7II/AAAAAAAAAAs/kdn6Op_gdrw/s320/Fall+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my friends Bleaker and Richard Simons (aka Kevin and Jordan) haha we could not stop laughing at these two and their choice of shorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ577DnbHVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X6TkiN4ZAhY/s1600-h/Fall+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264281268955848018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ577DnbHVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X6TkiN4ZAhY/s320/Fall+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 wheels of the tricycle....they would appreciate that :) LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ57staFPcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fgE3-rSJjTU/s1600-h/Fall+2008+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264281022476139970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ57staFPcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fgE3-rSJjTU/s320/Fall+2008+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Juno, Bleaker, and their precious baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ57WP2DTnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5N-0SHA3ISI/s1600-h/Fall+2008+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264280636583267954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ57WP2DTnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5N-0SHA3ISI/s320/Fall+2008+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3384632400807222260-7374297680983901483?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7374297680983901483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/7374297680983901483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SQ556K1Wg9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MKi4_Z-pghs/s72-c/Fall+2008+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3384632400807222260.post-6374072193875460747</id><published>2008-11-01T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:09:00.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright, alright...welcome to the world of Katelin!</title><content type='html'>Soooo after so many months of what I like to call, "blog-stalking" others, I decided to make my own blog to share basically and essentially just with my family. So hope this gives you a better insight into my exciting life in good 'ol Provo and hope you enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3384632400807222260-6374072193875460747?l=katelinhink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6374072193875460747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3384632400807222260/posts/default/6374072193875460747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katelinhink.blogspot.com/2008/11/alright-alrightwelcome-to-world-of.html' title='Alright, alright...welcome to the world of Katelin!'/><author><name>Katelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042131702702362557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0bhVpfpPpVY/SZCMY4sFAEI/AAAAAAAAADs/xdIWUZjKNjs/S220/April+(104).jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
