<?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-7465430448562132466</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:43:47.802-07:00</updated><category term='listening to'/><category term='thinking about'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>until further notice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4668736861276765327</id><published>2011-01-24T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:53:36.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Me On A New Adventure...</title><content type='html'>In celebrating my quirks!  You can find my new blog &lt;a href="http://quirksihave.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4668736861276765327?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4668736861276765327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4668736861276765327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4668736861276765327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4668736861276765327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2011/01/follow-me-on-new-adventure.html' title='Follow Me On A New Adventure...'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1043162019269229180</id><published>2010-09-08T14:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:33:42.143-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking about'/><title type='text'>day dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while they should be focused on many other things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have instead been thinking of this beauty&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514643071469788498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfyp9oGnVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Gz0t5kZMS9M/s320/5d_markii_586x186.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how much i feel like i can't live without it&lt;br /&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/7465430448562132466-1043162019269229180?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1043162019269229180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1043162019269229180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1043162019269229180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1043162019269229180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-dreaming.html' title='day dreaming'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfyp9oGnVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Gz0t5kZMS9M/s72-c/5d_markii_586x186.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3289765225126775711</id><published>2010-09-08T13:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:21:11.661-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking about'/><title type='text'>Crack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;driving to the airport to pick up the lovely Cati last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I get a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WINDSHEILD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm quite &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;bitter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how do you quick fix it so it doesn't get better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then I have to figure out how to price a new windsheild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not to mention the list of other things to do for my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as winter comes closer, and closer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;snowtires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;weight in the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;racing stripe scratches painted or buffed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2nd gear makes a funny noise sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vaccumm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;get more ribbon for the windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;get first aid kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;goodness.&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/7465430448562132466-3289765225126775711?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3289765225126775711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3289765225126775711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3289765225126775711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3289765225126775711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/09/crack.html' title='Crack.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3577219113390502015</id><published>2010-09-07T18:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:18:43.461-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listening to'/><title type='text'>music moods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get asked this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt; a lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#009900;"&gt;"why do you have so much music?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here's the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;music moods&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and they change severely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for instance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today I was in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;music mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that's what I enjoyed on my car ride to work&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/7465430448562132466-3577219113390502015?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3577219113390502015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3577219113390502015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3577219113390502015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3577219113390502015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/09/music-moods.html' title='music moods'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8922135529797635009</id><published>2010-08-14T16:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T16:17:28.880-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hello again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been way too &lt;strong&gt;l o n g&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've missed &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{and feeling connected}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a place to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;list my thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; {however ridiculous they may be}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;express my feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; {all my ups and downs}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a place to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gather ideas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from my fabulous friends and family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just a place to be my raw self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;way too many things happening in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;c o n s t a n t l y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hopefully things calm down in a few weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hopefully you'll be seeing &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;more of me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8922135529797635009?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8922135529797635009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8922135529797635009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8922135529797635009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8922135529797635009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-again.html' title='hello again!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8576477639592517120</id><published>2010-03-27T00:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:04:12.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus 80/20</title><content type='html'>I always feel weird writing about myself.  It's not like I'm super interesting or anything, or like I have any fantastic stories to tell.  It's probably because I look at all these fantastic bloggers (see my sidebar section of blog jealousy to get a hint) and think that I don't have anything to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I have something to share&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Not something witty or funny or cutesy, just helpful (for me at least!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We need to spend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;our time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;focusing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;80% on the &lt;strong&gt;solution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh how hard that is!  It seems that maybe we get caught up in the reverse and spend our time 80% on the problem and 20% on the solution.  Silly us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8576477639592517120?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8576477639592517120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8576477639592517120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8576477639592517120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8576477639592517120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/03/focus-8020.html' title='Focus 80/20'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6214442368666332719</id><published>2010-03-08T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:58:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Job!</title><content type='html'>Starting this Friday at Black Diamond Gymnastics is going to be so exciting!  I can't even tell you.  I'll update you more when I start!  I'm going to love it, I just know it!  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6214442368666332719?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6214442368666332719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6214442368666332719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6214442368666332719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6214442368666332719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-job.html' title='A New Job!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6761372102757638976</id><published>2010-02-24T21:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:12:39.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk About A Much Needed Post!</title><content type='html'>It's been forever. I know. But with my new computer, I will hopefully be better and updating this silly thing. The name of my blog changes every 5 minutes because I can't think of something. Well here it is: UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. I feel like that's a good slogan for my life. I am where I am... until further notice. So maybe this one will stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hard and testing past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you I've had it coming? I know I have. I guess in my subconscious, I was just waiting to get pulled over. Here's the series of unfortunate events that took place in the last 48 hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving home from work in town. I wasn't speeding, I didn't do anything illegal (well at least as far as operating and driving the vehicle in the moment). I was the luck of the draw- just the one car the police officer decided to run a report on my plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulls me over. Oh did I so know I was in big trouble already. Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. Registration expired 12/09&lt;br /&gt;2. Registration is not in my name (title was given to me in 12/09)&lt;br /&gt;3. No insurance (I know.. this is huge and ugly and not right on SO many levels)&lt;br /&gt;4. I was already crabby because I was hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he asks why I haven't taken care of these things yet. I explain that's it's a matter of having money, that I don't have, and my job is failing to give me hours to make money (WHOLE different story... let's not go in to it now). I also tell him that I drive very little and take the bus/get rides. He goes and "runs some reports" to see what's going on and what he can do. I, of course, am already in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He comes back. Explains that he is supposed to impound my car for improper registration and no insurance, but hands me back my papers and drivers license and starts to tell me to get it taken care of. I am feeling so relieved and plan on taking care of everything as soon as I get home. That is until big mean Mr. Supervisor comes driving up and motions for nice Mr. Policeman to come talk to him. Mr. P explains the situation to Mr. S. Mr. S doesn't talk to me or anything, and says loud enough for me to hear, "You're going to impound her car." Mr. P does not give me any citations though, which was nice, I guess. No Insurance: $1000. Improper Registration: $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Goodness. Impound?! I'm imagining me having to ride to my house in the police car and be dropped off. Scary thought. Luckily Nic came and picked me up, I couldn't even talk to tell him what happened. All I could do was cry. I thought I would never get this worked out. I did my research, found my options, and spent all of today on the phone with the insurance company, and at the DMV fighting the ladies. Then I had to go to the stinky impound lot and get in my car that now smells of cigarettes because that whole place and all of those people stink of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I learned an important lesson- don't drive without insurance/registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all taken care of now. Too bad I owe rent and need to pay my phone bill this next week. That's where I'll have some problems!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6761372102757638976?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6761372102757638976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6761372102757638976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6761372102757638976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6761372102757638976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2010/02/talk-about-much-needed-post.html' title='Talk About A Much Needed Post!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-5084676197865440922</id><published>2009-06-24T19:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:16:50.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571286383_snZSU-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571286383_snZSU-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570888687_PvwPg-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570888687_PvwPg-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570900027_4j85f-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570900027_4j85f-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571029317_XaSZw-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571029317_XaSZw-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570999567_oFBHa-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/570999567_oFBHa-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571054380_yRrYE-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571054380_yRrYE-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571051571_ezTjs-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/571051571_ezTjs-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures from our january show : )&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/7465430448562132466-5084676197865440922?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/5084676197865440922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=5084676197865440922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5084676197865440922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5084676197865440922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-from-our-january-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3869049691906854656</id><published>2009-06-15T13:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:05:13.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thunderstorms and rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SjaoUyRpPtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1939n7f2Rrg/s1600-h/photo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SjaoUyRpPtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1939n7f2Rrg/s320/photo%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347646682595671762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SjaoUvABs1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_RaKCPTBwQw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SjaoUvABs1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_RaKCPTBwQw/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347646681716470610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my friend &lt;a href="http://nic-q1.blogspot.com/"&gt;nic&lt;/a&gt; was the thunderstorm and i was the resolution to the problem ; ) that's what it described it as at least... it was fun none the less.. and it really did rain and thunder and lightening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/sarabarber/Desktop/photo%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3869049691906854656?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3869049691906854656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3869049691906854656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3869049691906854656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3869049691906854656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/06/thunderstorms-and-rainbows.html' title='thunderstorms and rainbows'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SjaoUyRpPtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1939n7f2Rrg/s72-c/photo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-5816822321822299201</id><published>2009-06-10T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:54:05.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>today i am missing these things. mostly dance. with a little disneyland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279118946_LHLGC-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279118946_LHLGC-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279118859_tSfdz-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279118859_tSfdz-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279119086_hp4uo-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/279119086_hp4uo-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/247989164_r3YWx-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/247989164_r3YWx-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124464065_vtGXp-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 255px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124464065_vtGXp-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/122911770_DYTgi-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 303px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/122911770_DYTgi-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124395303_7Dd6P-M-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 349px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124395303_7Dd6P-M-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125663540_gaKCJ-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125663540_gaKCJ-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125083436_tYk8c-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 331px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125083436_tYk8c-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125659113_cKQy2-M-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125659113_cKQy2-M-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124863196_NzoFE-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 314px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/124863196_NzoFE-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/226617723_ytTad-M-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 384px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/226617723_ytTad-M-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am down. i am missing dance so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in an off comment to my best friend i said "i don't think i'm ever going to be able to find anything like what i had with ballet." to which he replied "you don't know that. just keep yourself open to new things. you are good at a lot of things." thank goodness for friends to bring me up about life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully there is a post to follow where i can tell you about my new things in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-5816822321822299201?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/5816822321822299201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=5816822321822299201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5816822321822299201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5816822321822299201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-am-missing-this.html' title='today i am missing these things. mostly dance. with a little disneyland.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1611009168583474771</id><published>2009-05-29T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:48:04.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{i look like my mom...}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/428059597_bS3G2-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/428059597_bS3G2-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i have long hair and glasses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not look like my mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546873299_BsYj5-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546873299_BsYj5-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when i have short hair and contacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's not a bad thing to look like my mom. she's gorgeous. but... sometimes i like to be myself.&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/7465430448562132466-1611009168583474771?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1611009168583474771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1611009168583474771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1611009168583474771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1611009168583474771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-look-like-my-mom.html' title='{i look like my mom...}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1444172083748516662</id><published>2009-05-26T20:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:56:17.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{swine flu vacation!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShyolA6yu7I/AAAAAAAAANs/NIPgh9PQ0DQ/s1600-h/IMG1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340328612009786290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShyolA6yu7I/AAAAAAAAANs/NIPgh9PQ0DQ/s320/IMG1645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buzz lightyear. tanner, easton, green people, and nixon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShyokgVdATI/AAAAAAAAANk/_ySyHox9b0k/s1600-h/IMG1664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340328603263238450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShyokgVdATI/AAAAAAAAANk/_ySyHox9b0k/s320/IMG1664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big thunder. easton, nixon and tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Shyokc8hQjI/AAAAAAAAANc/EBx9EpVc__I/s1600-h/IMG16582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340328602353353266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Shyokc8hQjI/AAAAAAAAANc/EBx9EpVc__I/s320/IMG16582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big thunder. easton and tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Shyoj78UI0I/AAAAAAAAANU/TQRp-SfAka8/s1600-h/IMG1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340328593494123330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Shyoj78UI0I/AAAAAAAAANU/TQRp-SfAka8/s320/IMG1647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hanging out on the buzz lightyear ride (i owned everyone.. for the record)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546902043_zKSvs-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; how stinking c u t e is this baby?! i love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546920884_Ac8dh-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546920884_Ac8dh-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jewelry shopping at pirates of the caribbean... for skulls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546900885_fCUCR-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546900885_fCUCR-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aunt becky being a goof as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546884753_ZWDQK-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546884753_ZWDQK-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the boys and i right before big thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546898934_bHdDN-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546898934_bHdDN-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picture of a picture on tower of terror - love my face haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546880891_CURbs-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546880891_CURbs-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so fun : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546876839_TSNo8-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/546876839_TSNo8-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love that baby. wish i got to spend more time with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mom is great! really. here's how our "swine flu vacation" went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thursday 3:30pm: call from mom "sara. find someone to cover for you. i'm going to california. school's cancelled until at least monday. let me know if you find someone. we're leaving in an hour"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well i found someone to cover for me! we didn't leave until about 5:30pm and we finally got to my aunt's house in anaheim at about 4am! 4 hours later it was time to wake up and get everything together to go to a jam packed day of disneyland! now, when we had passes for 11 years - we never went to disney for a full day. so it was definitely tiring! as always view all photos &lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/7465430448562132466-1444172083748516662?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1444172083748516662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1444172083748516662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1444172083748516662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1444172083748516662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu-vacation.html' title='{swine flu vacation!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShyolA6yu7I/AAAAAAAAANs/NIPgh9PQ0DQ/s72-c/IMG1645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-343900388036224097</id><published>2009-05-25T20:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:24:03.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{happy birthday mom!}</title><content type='html'>dear mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy anniversary of your 29th birthday! you are an amazing woman. i'm glad you're my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your only daughter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/251860020_pHzjm-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-343900388036224097?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/343900388036224097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=343900388036224097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/343900388036224097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/343900388036224097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='{happy birthday mom!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-5613910786345066939</id><published>2009-05-24T09:45:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:17:27.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{costa rica!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i'm going to have to play a little catch up. i have so many pictures and things to tell you and i haven't done them for about a month! so bear with me as there will be about 4 posts today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMARINDO COSTA RICA&lt;br /&gt;amazing place. check out where we stayed &lt;a href="http://witchsrocksurfcamp.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i went as the babysitter! best job ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the place where we stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339949507728207202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPyPapbWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bHei_Np8cqM/s320/IMG1624.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339948263236470322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtOpzUshjI/AAAAAAAAAME/YnyQXEV5ROw/s320/IMG1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339948766753790194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPHHElGPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/DI0wwrCaKeo/s320/IMG1598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339948771268788562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPHX5CgVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fjUd694FtnI/s320/IMG1599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339949487790556402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPxFJJBPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pxBc4gMLWXw/s320/IMG1614.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339950288130436978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtQfqpCb3I/AAAAAAAAANM/wg9K0yeKTHQ/s320/IMG1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339950274311153938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtQe3KQ6RI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LXYnJDfNRkQ/s320/IMG1625.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the gorgeous sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339949495449779378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPxhrPfLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZcxwP_uxNbU/s320/IMG1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really want to go back! can't wait until next time....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-5613910786345066939?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/5613910786345066939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=5613910786345066939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5613910786345066939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5613910786345066939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/costa-rica.html' title='{costa rica!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShtPyPapbWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bHei_Np8cqM/s72-c/IMG1624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7458858794607329532</id><published>2009-05-20T23:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:06:48.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{summer how i love you}</title><content type='html'>oh summer sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/05/20/386.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/05/20/s_386.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stay around. i like you. i like playing tennis and longboarding. i enjoy the beach. i enjoy all the skirts and dresses and shoes that can finally be worn because winter is over. don't leave me again! you are the greatest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[post from my iPhone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7458858794607329532?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7458858794607329532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7458858794607329532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7458858794607329532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7458858794607329532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-how-i-love-you.html' title='{summer how i love you}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-5160382276512751595</id><published>2009-05-20T10:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:49:32.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{love new finds!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShQ0i75b8NI/AAAAAAAAALc/cTfWpZlGMwg/s1600-h/600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShQ0i75b8NI/AAAAAAAAALc/cTfWpZlGMwg/s320/600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337949233139675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i LOVE this &lt;a href="http://colormekatie.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read. so cute.&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/7465430448562132466-5160382276512751595?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/5160382276512751595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=5160382276512751595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5160382276512751595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5160382276512751595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-new-finds.html' title='{love new finds!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/ShQ0i75b8NI/AAAAAAAAALc/cTfWpZlGMwg/s72-c/600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-355893614805939921</id><published>2009-05-05T17:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:37:04.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{the party bug!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/518037525_Pgpyh-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/518037525_Pgpyh-M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's blue&lt;br /&gt;it's fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like it&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/7465430448562132466-355893614805939921?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/355893614805939921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=355893614805939921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/355893614805939921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/355893614805939921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2009/05/party-bug.html' title='{the party bug!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4943643668526839223</id><published>2008-07-20T17:51:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:56.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{the police concert!}</title><content type='html'>well i love my best friend hayley who surprised me with tickets to the police concert for saturday!! let me say- those guys are old (you can tell by how hard they had to breathe to get through some songs, and the just general oldness of them) but man can they still play! they've still got it for sure! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225256343456206994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPW9bQQUJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fKCergCuk0k/s200/n729506319_1112862_2174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we started out night by going to target and playing in the circle in the big red wall. so fun! who knew it even existed?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225254972900517282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPVtpiUJaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DqzIF6l19mo/s200/n729506319_1112854_9354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225254972621932994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPVtof5ScI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lnDGm0qUo-0/s200/n729506319_1112860_1039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225254966699777570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPVtSb8XiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GnjEYRTRPEQ/s200/n729506319_1112851_8542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well we sit in line to even get to the parking lot FOREVER and when we get to the first little parking guy of course i use my flexibility and put my foot with the boot out the window and say "can we park a little closer than all the way out in the boonies because i have a hard time walking" he shyly looks around and then says "go ahead. just don't tell anyone." yay parking guy! unfortunately we don't have a picture with him because we had to be sneaky to park 3 cars away from the front gates :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were about 12 rows back and a little to the left of the stage at the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.usana-amp.com/"&gt;usana ampitheater&lt;/a&gt; (it's not so wonderful because it's WAY far out there... i mean WAY WAY far away from life!) we made friends with the people around us when we got there. a cute 50 year old lady who taught me if i ever want to sneak tequila into a concert- just put it in your husbands underwear! and just some fun people behind us. well then we see the first thing we can't stop laughing about... the hippies. i'm not even kidding. here's proof! 2 rows in front of us were the hippies and they were funny! poor couple probably did 1 too many drugs in their lives and are probably always on an acid trip. here's the pictures with the hippies! (check out the wedge of shorts up his butt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225255506852097170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPWMuqSrJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/22C5LQYcZ_8/s200/n729506319_1112838_7892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225255505167106978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPWMoYjw6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/oEXeOVusn3Q/s200/n729506319_1112877_7271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the picture with the 50 year old tequila lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225255885210199106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPWiwJ5JEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hBLONsJdTmg/s200/n729506319_1112864_3276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with the people behind us who had our back when we had a creeper hit on us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225256120549647842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPWwc3MJeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/M1gagJ_Dv_w/s200/n729506319_1112876_6954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well hayley's parents were up on the lawn with work buddies. two of the girls wanted to switch us for a bit so they could see the very attractive sting up close. hayley and i found a nice wide open spot on the lawn to dance- so naturally we start busting out the moves! even me in my walking boot! then 6 or 7 boys start dancing with us and we sit down next to hayley's dad. well one of them sits next to me and says, "do you smoke weed?" me-"umm...no" him-"are you sure?" me-"ya" him-"alrighty then. well... i'm going to go dance again." AWKWARD! but of course since we were documenting everything about the evening we had to get a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225256121620151330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPWwg2avCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-vNYteBpehQ/s200/n729506319_1112873_6023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concert ends, we but t-shirts, and go on our way to the car. we get out of the parking lot successfully and begin the wait in the hideous line of cars ahead of us (can i say that the people who designed that place didn't think the getting there and exiting through very well!) we're rocking out to our fun dancing music so we can be pumped and stay awake for the loong drive home. the car in front of us stops. we stop. the car behind us stops. the next car doesn't stop and pushes the guy behind us into us. lucky us we didn't hit the person in front of us!! so we pull over and assess damage. i call my parents. then the cops. we wait 40 minutes for a cop to even show up! then we have to go through what happened, give him all our information (which i'm glad i could find!!) and fill out the ridiculous paperwork. the middle car was such a great family that we made friends with! (you can read her blog &lt;a href="http://canterafamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!) we were connected with ballet (of course!) and hockey and the church. it was great they were so sweet and made the waiting time (while we all thought the cop was playing solitare on his computer) so much fun.. well as fun as waiting in this situation can be! she got my blog address so she could steal the picture we got with them. so this is how i came to blog again! :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225256344265309138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPW9eRKO9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/TezWz9Rc2Uc/s200/n729506319_1112879_7922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got home at about 1:30am safe and sound. we stopped at a shady 7.11 and used the WORST restroom i've even been in during my whole life! it was a great night that made for good stories and a good blog startback (again).&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/7465430448562132466-4943643668526839223?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4943643668526839223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4943643668526839223' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4943643668526839223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4943643668526839223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2008/07/police-concert.html' title='{the police concert!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/SIPW9bQQUJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fKCergCuk0k/s72-c/n729506319_1112862_2174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8146581549927166814</id><published>2008-01-08T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:13:19.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{well i'm coming back}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i decided even if no one remembers that i have a blog that's ok. blogging is kind of the way for me to think about my life. so feel free to enjoy my ramblings about random things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm not a fan of making new years resolutions because i make resolutions for myself all year long. but really these are things that i'm looking forward to in 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-graduating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-auditioning for ballet companies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-turning 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nixon turning 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-easton turning 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-college maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-trek! yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-and a million more things that i'll have to keep adding to the list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here were some favorite things from 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nacho libre, hairspray, the devil wears prada, and august rush (my favorite movies!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-turning 18!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-visiting california a couple times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-youth conference trip to havasupai (can't wait to go back!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ballet (it just keeps getting better the longer i stick with it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nutcracker with ballet west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-guitar hero and rock band with my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-doing school online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-working at gone scrappin (now gone!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-spending time with my family&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/225755278-M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't think i've changed much. but there's a recent picture from my birthday. as always- check out the family photo site to see the 1000's of pictures from 2007 and the beginning of 2008 now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8146581549927166814?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8146581549927166814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8146581549927166814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8146581549927166814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8146581549927166814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-im-coming-back.html' title='{well i&apos;m coming back}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8883470742652372244</id><published>2007-08-09T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T14:16:39.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{sad goodbye...for now}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will not be blogging until i graduate high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hugs and kisses- sara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8883470742652372244?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8883470742652372244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8883470742652372244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8883470742652372244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8883470742652372244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/08/sad-goodbyefor-now.html' title='{sad goodbye...for now}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4504165809755322837</id><published>2007-08-07T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:56.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{the new grease}</title><content type='html'>well, yesterday i went to &lt;a href="http://sevenpeaks.com/"&gt;seven peaks&lt;/a&gt; and my bathing suit was ruined by the chlorine. needless to say, they heard from me today and i do expect some kind of something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i was expecting kinda a ho-hum day. but instead, here's what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babysitting my favorite little girls and doing fun crafts with them.&lt;br /&gt;winning a fun doorprize on &lt;a href="http://yourheartout.com/"&gt;your heart out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;seeing hairspray with this same adorable family and my mom and brother.&lt;br /&gt;buying hairspray soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that i love that movie. i will for sure be seeing it again. and probably dragging a million people with me to see it. all because it was so darn cute! my day was very fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of the seeing the movie was easton's face throughout the whole movie. yes, we dragged easton along. it was so funny that lesa pulled out her camera and took about 5 pictures throughout the movie. i'm sure the people around us were annoyed. but it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go see it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096175365370633586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RrlAfn4DXXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gXDDlOtSn7k/s200/hairspray-poster-750.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/7465430448562132466-4504165809755322837?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4504165809755322837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4504165809755322837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4504165809755322837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4504165809755322837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-amazing.html' title='{the new grease}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RrlAfn4DXXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gXDDlOtSn7k/s72-c/hairspray-poster-750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8790977315484718594</id><published>2007-08-05T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:34:44.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{just thought you should know}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the scrapbook store is having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HUGE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sale this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's what's going down...&lt;br /&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;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20% off&lt;/span&gt; ALL regular priced product!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;50% off&lt;/strong&gt; TONS of select product marked in the store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in addition, get special deals during each week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 6th-11th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all patterned paper 30% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all stickers on a roll 40% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;select speciality papers (vellums, metallics, etc.) 50% off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 13th-18th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;albums 25%-50% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;embellishments 35%-50% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cardstock 30% off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 20th-25th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;packaged stickers and rub-ons 35% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tools 30% off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;packaged ribbon 30%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;also! get an &lt;strong&gt;additional 10% off&lt;/strong&gt; everything in the clearance room- where everything is already 50% off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so stop by soon and get lots of great stuff! we do have one of the largest scrapbook stores ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8790977315484718594?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8790977315484718594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8790977315484718594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8790977315484718594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8790977315484718594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-thought-you-should-know.html' title='{just thought you should know}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3390114358666613933</id><published>2007-08-02T22:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T11:25:46.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{check out my slide show!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=576460752306863266&amp;amp;site=widget-a2.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752306863266&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p1/576460752306863266/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=1&amp;id=576460752306863266&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p2/576460752306863266/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had fun making this! i was just trying it out. these are from youth conference!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3390114358666613933?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3390114358666613933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3390114358666613933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3390114358666613933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3390114358666613933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='{check out my slide show!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-8381389847489584393</id><published>2007-07-23T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:43:47.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{i'm back for a sec}</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i haven't posted anything. well here's why. i'm reading the 7th harry potter book and cannot put it down. i'm almost done though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this last week was my last week of dance summer intensive. now i have 3 weeks off before i start the school year again. it's crazy how fast summer has gone by! my brothers started some training at uop too. they were jumping of the water ramps. it was fun to watch! i think this is one of my brothers.. hard to tell sometimes. anyways- that's just the little ramp! =:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/175549746-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the midnight party at the byu bookstore. it was so fun! i brought &lt;a href="http://nicq1.blogspot.com/"&gt;nic&lt;/a&gt; with me. i dressed up! i was luna lovegood. i got so many comments and had so many people take their picture with me... it was kinda weird actually. oh well. they must have heard about the nargles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/175751421-S-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my. i don't know why anytime i put a sideways picture on blogger it pixelates like that.. hmm... any help anyone? well that picture was taken at about 12:45 am on our way back to the car. look at the rest of the pictures &lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/gallery/3190845/2/175751421"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. it was a fun night. my dad opened the to the last page of the book when we walked past the line that was out the door waiting to get a book :O and pretended he was reading that last couple pages. it was hilarious. good times cruising university parkway looking for food at 1 in the morning too. and apparently i talk in my sleep on the way home from this excursion. oh well. it was fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really need a name for my blog! help!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-8381389847489584393?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/8381389847489584393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=8381389847489584393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8381389847489584393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/8381389847489584393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-back-for-sec.html' title='{i&apos;m back for a sec}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3078115772977560603</id><published>2007-07-16T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:29:37.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{eat a banana!}</title><content type='html'>well.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicq1.blogspot.com/"&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sent me a text message that was actually two pages long and this is what it said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"k. i just got the weirdest email. it said that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can help you when you're &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;pmsing&lt;/span&gt; and also help cure a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;hang over&lt;/span&gt;. you should consider eating bananas more often. just kidding. but seriously. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;consider it&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed for about an&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and almost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;peed my pants&lt;/span&gt;. but that's a different story.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3078115772977560603?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3078115772977560603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3078115772977560603' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3078115772977560603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3078115772977560603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/eat-banana.html' title='{eat a banana!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6911381821433649246</id><published>2007-07-15T19:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:57:50.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{scrapbook challenge}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i'm starting a scrapbook challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;follow through on &lt;a href="http://ideasbyus.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6911381821433649246?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6911381821433649246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6911381821433649246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6911381821433649246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6911381821433649246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/scrapbook-challenge.html' title='{scrapbook challenge}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-5126787877819855816</id><published>2007-07-13T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T11:37:29.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{oh dear!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was hoping that would just get your attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now that i have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here's what i really wanted to tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/170727550-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/170727550-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my brother is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;watch out all you 10 year old ladies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-5126787877819855816?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/5126787877819855816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=5126787877819855816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5126787877819855816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/5126787877819855816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-dear.html' title='{oh dear!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-79575281994874439</id><published>2007-07-08T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T22:12:43.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{ALERT!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;read &lt;a href="http://tarawhitney.typepad.com/me/2007/07/thought-this-wa.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. this is so scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-79575281994874439?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/79575281994874439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=79575281994874439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/79575281994874439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/79575281994874439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/alert.html' title='{ALERT!}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3610688839028451070</id><published>2007-07-03T22:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:12:21.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{maybe not today....}</title><content type='html'>alright. i'm not back today. too busy shopping. nixon did get the most amazing shirt though. i would post a picture. but the camera is getting cleaned today (supai made it dusty!). anyways, the shirt is a black tee and it says-  really really ridiculously good looking - isn't that amazing? i thought it was. i heart zoolander! i'll try to post about supai tomorrow maybe.... until then look at pictures &lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/2007/343092"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. or my favorites on &lt;a href="http://ideasbyus.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;. peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3610688839028451070?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3610688839028451070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3610688839028451070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3610688839028451070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3610688839028451070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/maybe-not-today.html' title='{maybe not today....}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1913711985216246228</id><published>2007-07-01T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:42:46.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{i'm hurting}</title><content type='html'>i'm back. i'm also sorry that i won't be posting anything quite yet. i have lots of stories to tell, but i &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; am hurting. i have pregnant lady fat swollen feet and cankles. i'll be back tomorrow. peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-1913711985216246228?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1913711985216246228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1913711985216246228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1913711985216246228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1913711985216246228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-hurting.html' title='{i&apos;m hurting}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1575534836608288381</id><published>2007-06-24T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:56.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{oh my}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rn71KuX14fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sr7Hm3Sv-iY/s1600-h/havasu+falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079766994316026354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rn71KuX14fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sr7Hm3Sv-iY/s320/havasu+falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Deep in the Grand Canyon lies a place of unmatched beauty; a place where blue-green water cascades over fern-clad cliffs into travertine pools, where great blue heron skim canyon streams, and where giant cottonwood and graceful willows thrive in the shade of majestic sandstone cliffs. This is Havasu Canyon, home to the Havasupai—“the people of the blue-green waters.” Havasu Canyon is a paradise enveloped in one of earth’s most rugged and remote landscapes. The village of Supai has the only post office in the US where the mail is still carried by mule train. "&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;br /&gt;that's what the website says about the place i'm going. i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so pumped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! this is our ward youth conference this year. it's going to be so awesome! i can't even begin to tell you how excited i am! i will also tell you that i'm nervous, but the excited feeling is taking of the nervousness.&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;br /&gt;tomorrow night is bag check. an adult will stand and check everything in our bags. then we will leave our bags, ready to go, at the church. tuesday night at 5pm, the bus is pulling out of the church parking lot and we begin our adventure. no stops. 12 hours. most likely no sleep (except for those of us that will be drugged haha). then at 5am wednesday morning, we will hike 10 miles to our campsite, and set up camp.&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;br /&gt;i'm so excited that we have such an amazing opportunity to go perform acts of service for the havasu tribe, and the branch that is down there. we're building a shed, 2 fences, planting 40 or so trees, and bringing a fax machine for the missionaries.&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;br /&gt;i can't wait to bring back my own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;amazing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pictures to brag about (then i wont have to just show you these that i got off the wedsite!)! see you in about a week! wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079767492532232706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rn71nuX14gI/AAAAAAAAAFc/U6RcU84H1TU/s320/havasupai.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-1575534836608288381?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1575534836608288381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1575534836608288381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1575534836608288381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1575534836608288381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my.html' title='{oh my}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rn71KuX14fI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sr7Hm3Sv-iY/s72-c/havasu+falls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3622484720702918485</id><published>2007-06-22T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:20:27.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{i heart smoothies}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially free ones! look &lt;a href="http://www.jambasummer.com/freesmoothie/thankyou1.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3622484720702918485?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3622484720702918485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3622484720702918485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3622484720702918485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3622484720702918485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-heart-smoothies.html' title='{i heart smoothies}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1205226658722306034</id><published>2007-06-22T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T18:02:36.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{summer intensive}</title><content type='html'>well, i said i would talk about what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; doing this summer with dance. here we go (and this will take awhile...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am-conditioning&lt;br /&gt;9am-technique class&lt;br /&gt;11am-pas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;duex&lt;/span&gt; class (partnering)&lt;br /&gt;12pm-lunch (my favorite part!)&lt;br /&gt;1pm-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;african&lt;/span&gt; (very fun!)&lt;br /&gt;2pm-ballet elements&lt;br /&gt;3pm-jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am-technique class&lt;br /&gt;11am-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pointe&lt;/span&gt;/variations&lt;br /&gt;12pm-lunch&lt;br /&gt;1pm-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;repertoire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm-same thing continued&lt;br /&gt;3pm-video (a.k.a.-nap time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am-yoga&lt;br /&gt;9am-technique class&lt;br /&gt;11am-pas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;deux&lt;/span&gt; (partnering)&lt;br /&gt;12pm-lunch&lt;br /&gt;1pm-modern&lt;br /&gt;2pm-ballet elements&lt;br /&gt;3pm-academic (choreograph dances)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am-technique class&lt;br /&gt;11am-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pointe&lt;/span&gt;/variations&lt;br /&gt;12pm-lunch&lt;br /&gt;1pm-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;repertoire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm-same thing continued&lt;br /&gt;3pm-video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am-conditioning&lt;br /&gt;9am-technique&lt;br /&gt;11am-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pointe&lt;/span&gt;/variations&lt;br /&gt;12pm-lunch&lt;br /&gt;1pm-ballet elements&lt;br /&gt;2pm-modern&lt;br /&gt;3pm-jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it. my grueling (actually, it's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; grueling) summer intensive schedule. i do kinda feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; dying! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-1205226658722306034?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1205226658722306034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1205226658722306034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1205226658722306034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1205226658722306034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-intensive.html' title='{summer intensive}'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4929324674530672476</id><published>2007-06-07T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:38:05.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{ 30 to 80 in a sharpie }</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z25/sarabarber3/1179763157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone changed the 3 to an 8. dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet somehow quite amusing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4929324674530672476?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4929324674530672476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4929324674530672476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4929324674530672476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4929324674530672476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/06/30-to-80-in-sharpie.html' title='{ 30 to 80 in a sharpie }'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4747572591678290862</id><published>2007-06-06T21:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:54:18.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{ The REAL Superman }</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can only be the real superman if you insist on staying in these pajamas all day, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/125577910-S-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Found this while looking through really old photos on smugmug. Love it. So Easton. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4747572591678290862?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4747572591678290862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4747572591678290862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4747572591678290862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4747572591678290862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/06/real-superman.html' title='{ The REAL Superman }'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6660635799282079776</id><published>2007-06-03T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:54:44.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{ dumb hole in the ground! }</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/150943665-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/150943665-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well. I know this happened a &lt;strong&gt;long &lt;/strong&gt;time ago. I just thought I would discuss it now. I title this place- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOST BORING PLACE EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Just to let you know. Kennecott Copper Mines. The name just sounds boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the place and pay to drive to the visitors center. In the visitors center we learn the &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt; importance of copper and what a difference it makes in our lives. Super boring. Then we get to watch this movie of them advertising how environmentally friendly they are. The best part of the movie was a &lt;u&gt;giant explosion&lt;/u&gt; that happened. It was sweet. Then we walked outside and looked down this huge hole. So then that was the end. Don't go ever. Kennecott. That's what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's my new post. I had it saved as a draft from about two months ago. I know that I put so much effort into my blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6660635799282079776?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6660635799282079776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6660635799282079776' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6660635799282079776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6660635799282079776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/dumb-hole-in-ground.html' title='{ dumb hole in the ground! }'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7168355777414315966</id><published>2007-05-17T09:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:57.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{ next year, when i'm older }</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone (or the two of you) for commenting on my flower. I've decided along with being a photographer when I'm &lt;em&gt;older &lt;/em&gt;(which is coming too fast!) I've also decided to do a couple other things. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065555250528407890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx3qXHcUVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XwzMO2-YcAw/s320/easter_20070512_4150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A vintage/retro/amazing dresser (I call this my find of the week!) The stake dance was a Decades theme so I went as the 70's. I knew everyone else would do something easy- 80's 50's stuff you can pull out of your closet. I needed something to &lt;em&gt;wow the crowd&lt;/em&gt; and I did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065555731564745058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx4GXHcUWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5owoCjEBagA/s320/easter_20070516_4241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cake decorator. I know it's amazing. I must be feeling hippie-ish this week! I went with a peace cake. For mutual the mom's and daughters each decorated a cake and learned some new cake decorating tips! I know...amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065556801011601778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx5EnHcUXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fDA56XLQ0-0/s320/easter_20070515_4174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An Ice Cream Truck Driver! Hahahaha &lt;strong&gt;JUST KIDDING!!&lt;/strong&gt; This is 'Dad's Ice Cream' that came into our neighborhood. I would just eat the ice cream not sell it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065557505386238338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx5tnHcUYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SaTc-VQG4Dw/s320/easter_20070511_4048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer for the starburst commercials haha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065561156108439970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx9CHHcUaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ACB4Yl4Cotg/s320/meet_mitt_romney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to be a politician... &lt;em&gt;yeah right!&lt;/em&gt; But I will get to vote next election (SCARY!). I've been reading up on the people running for President. This is who I find to be most qualified for the job right now. More later on my status regarding who I'm for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7168355777414315966?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7168355777414315966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7168355777414315966' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7168355777414315966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7168355777414315966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/next-year-when-im-older.html' title='{ next year, when i&apos;m older }'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rkx3qXHcUVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XwzMO2-YcAw/s72-c/easter_20070512_4150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1990429500583118569</id><published>2007-05-13T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:13:17.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day and Sacrament Talks</title><content type='html'>Well today is Mother's Day. So I want to say a few things about my mom-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is amazing. She is so loving and kind and patient with me. She helps me to have a greater love for the gospel and teaches me by example that I am a daughter of a Heavenly Father who loves me. She always looks at the positive things in any situation and is always encouraging me to be outgoing and make new friends. I love her so much. I don't know what I would do without her. She helps me with everything. I know she's always going to be there for me to help me. She is such a great example of how to live a righteous life. I love seeing her dive into the scriptures daily and take her calling so seriously. She really gives it her all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would like to talk about church today. We had a really good sacrament meeting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt; speaker today and I loved his talk. So I thought I would recap it- in a nutshell to the best of my ability at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His topic was education and he talked about how much his mom has taught him. Then he called other youth from the ward and asked them what their moms have taught them. It was very sweet how he talked about his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's my shout out to my mom. Thanks for everything you do for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-1990429500583118569?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1990429500583118569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1990429500583118569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1990429500583118569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1990429500583118569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/mothers-day-and-sacrament-talks.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day and Sacrament Talks'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4418288138829634895</id><published>2007-05-08T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:57.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Have 'Em!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are some things in life that you just crave depending on how your day is going. Today... It was skittles. The fruity little M&amp;M look-a-likes. Usually I've got to have some chocolate to get me through my day. Skittles bring a burst of flavor and excitement and energy into your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taste the Rainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RkDf-TlYI1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/bfGLDKsOmx0/s1600-h/IMG_4777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062292242666365778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RkDf-TlYI1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/bfGLDKsOmx0/s320/IMG_4777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's your craving?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4418288138829634895?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4418288138829634895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4418288138829634895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4418288138829634895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4418288138829634895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/gotta-have-em.html' title='Gotta Have &apos;Em!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RkDf-TlYI1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/bfGLDKsOmx0/s72-c/IMG_4777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4619817142421647932</id><published>2007-05-02T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T10:08:44.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68Lr5lsBshs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68Lr5lsBshs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4619817142421647932?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4619817142421647932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4619817142421647932' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4619817142421647932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4619817142421647932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-laugh.html' title='A Good Laugh'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4159855579342024674</id><published>2007-05-02T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:26:15.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Documentary About Mormon History</title><content type='html'>So some lady makes a documentary about Mormons and PBS shows it. You can watch it &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/mormons/view/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you missed it on T.V. My seminary teacher encouraged us all to watch it if our testimonies are strong because it does have some different views in it I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it (it's 4 hours long! Yikes!) I'm watching it now. I'm sure I'll have something to say about it after I'm done. We're supposed to come with views and opinions and questions to seminary. We'll see how that goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4159855579342024674?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4159855579342024674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4159855579342024674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4159855579342024674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4159855579342024674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/05/documentary-about-mormon-history.html' title='A Documentary About Mormon History'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-9161771945240514134</id><published>2007-04-30T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:09:02.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weather</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;em&gt;loving&lt;/em&gt; the weather we are having. It's perfect. In the high 60's low 70's everyday all day with a little breeze. Who doesn't love this? Oh that's right... the ski bums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... There's not much to say. Dance is going excellent. And Seminary is 100% attendance as usual. School.... it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could just go be outside all day. But I have to stay away from the sun until after the performance or Jan will &lt;strong&gt;kill&lt;/strong&gt; me. Not even kidding. I came back from Powell with a horrible tan line and she flipped! Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well. Happy Spring/Summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-9161771945240514134?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/9161771945240514134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=9161771945240514134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/9161771945240514134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/9161771945240514134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/beautiful-weather.html' title='Beautiful Weather'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-978336206749999342</id><published>2007-04-25T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:58:09.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Selfish</title><content type='html'>On Sunday we had a really great fireside. Two brothers that both play football for BYU and are both returned missionaries spoke to us. They had so many things that I found really great that I can apply to my life. I hope all the youth were listening because they taught us some great lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them talked about how they were &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; people and made the right choices when it came to the big decisions like drinking or smoking e.t.c. when they were teenagers. He pointed out that it's good to know the church is true....it's &lt;u&gt;better&lt;/u&gt; to live the true church. It's the small things- reading your scriptures daily, saying personal prayers, paying attention in seminary and Sunday school. Take it seriously- you'll grow if you do. He said a quote that I'm not sure where it came from, "As tiny drops of water shape out landscape; minute by minute choices we make shape our character." What kind of a character do I want for myself? I've been thinking about this constantly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about yourself. That's what both of them kept saying. They said that when you go on a mission everything stops being about you. Both wished they had stopped thinking all about themselves before their missions to prepare themselves. You have to think about the Lord's plan, not yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One brother was getting into football and was excelling a lot. He approached his RM brother and his wife one night and said that he was not going on a mission. He wanted to stay and continue with football. His brother told him he was selfish. It's not always supposed to be about you. Focus on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to make the right choices for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;You have to decide for yourself to make the right choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then yesterday while I was studying my scriptures I was reading in D&amp;C 4. And right next to the section beginning I have written, "What does it take to be a servant of the Lord?" Everyone always relates this section to missions and missionaries, but I related it to me...now.&lt;br /&gt;*see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day.&lt;br /&gt;*if ye have desires to serve God ye are called to the work&lt;br /&gt;*faith, hope, charity, and love, with an eye single to the glory of God, qualify him for the work&lt;br /&gt;*remember faith, virtue, knowledge, temperance, patience, brotherly kindness, godliness, charity, humility, diligence&lt;br /&gt;*ask, and ye shall receive; knock and it shall be opened unto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that apply to me now. We should apply these scriptures to our callings, our roles in our families, and just our daily lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-978336206749999342?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/978336206749999342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=978336206749999342' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/978336206749999342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/978336206749999342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/thats-selfish.html' title='That&apos;s Selfish'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-2584565706888169149</id><published>2007-04-19T10:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:54:48.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Might Win Favorite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8ATeaab4kQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8ATeaab4kQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-2584565706888169149?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/2584565706888169149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=2584565706888169149' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/2584565706888169149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/2584565706888169149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-might-win-favorite.html' title='This Might Win Favorite....'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6708488776118617223</id><published>2007-04-19T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:50:04.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Only Believe in Schiance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fe7OrkZPNo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fe7OrkZPNo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh at this movie every single day. And somehow I always find ways to quote it. It's amazing. I love this clip though.... I only believe in schiance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6708488776118617223?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6708488776118617223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6708488776118617223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6708488776118617223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6708488776118617223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-only-believe-in-schiance.html' title='I Only Believe in Schiance!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7689751246560855760</id><published>2007-04-13T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:10:21.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Go!</title><content type='html'>Well... My little brother's school is doing a talent show. They and their friends want to do this. I volunteered myself (of course!) to help put it together. Now I'm stuck. Where on earth am I going to get 8 treadmills?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I could get away with 6. But still... 6 treadmills?!? And look at these guys. They do it in one shot. There's no editing or stopping or anything going on with their video. How am I going to teach four 10 year olds to do this? I'm sure these guys practiced for months and months and had to tape it a million times to just get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is convinced that the treadmill dance will never happen. He thinks I should do this instead. This one just isn't as exciting though! And the treadmill one is just a crowd "wower". If that's even a word. You get what I mean though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bav63MWNUKg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bav63MWNUKg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any suggestions.. Please help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Friday the 13th by the way!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7689751246560855760?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7689751246560855760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7689751246560855760' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7689751246560855760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7689751246560855760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-it-goes-again.html' title='OK Go!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-2055290069360557901</id><published>2007-04-07T20:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:57.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhPz96qILI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ntHHa1Wbu3Y/s400/fdb5621b7fd9522f5c995cdc423233722d986940.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-2055290069360557901?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/2055290069360557901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=2055290069360557901' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/2055290069360557901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/2055290069360557901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/moms-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Mom&apos;s Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhPz96qILI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ntHHa1Wbu3Y/s72-c/fdb5621b7fd9522f5c995cdc423233722d986940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7578915896558187993</id><published>2007-04-07T20:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:57.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhPPd6qIKI/AAAAAAAAACw/rtWpX5aIRP4/s400/1973073afc3d6613ac985f74cc603ba0dd758d0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7578915896558187993?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7578915896558187993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7578915896558187993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7578915896558187993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7578915896558187993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/dads-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Dad&apos;s Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhPPd6qIKI/AAAAAAAAACw/rtWpX5aIRP4/s72-c/1973073afc3d6613ac985f74cc603ba0dd758d0b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-26374273737120075</id><published>2007-04-07T19:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nixon's Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhMct6qIJI/AAAAAAAAACo/1HlyRr6R_R8/s400/0e9939c756bbed38c505ee9d837788340d97b45c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what Nixon had to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&lt;em&gt; my&lt;/em&gt; look-alike. All girls (except for Sam Neill... Whoever the heck he is!). I may look like girls... but you should notice my hair. That's probably why. You're probably wondering why my hair was long. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had to look good out on the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-26374273737120075?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/26374273737120075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=26374273737120075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/26374273737120075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/26374273737120075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/nixons-celebrity-look-alikes_07.html' title='Nixon&apos;s Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhMct6qIJI/AAAAAAAAACo/1HlyRr6R_R8/s72-c/0e9939c756bbed38c505ee9d837788340d97b45c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-737559888614604428</id><published>2007-04-07T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easton's Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhMKt6qIII/AAAAAAAAACg/Fh37_yyYkzw/s400/96f401ecab3b78b3a9e893e5278b2dac079b6bdb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; had to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I look like Jesse McCartney?!? You know him live at Disneyland once? It was sweet. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I'm not lost! Why do I look like him in his Lost style. I wish he was Lord of the Ring's style. That's who I look like. He should shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-737559888614604428?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/737559888614604428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=737559888614604428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/737559888614604428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/737559888614604428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/eastons-celebrity-look-alikes_07.html' title='Easton&apos;s Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RhhMKt6qIII/AAAAAAAAACg/Fh37_yyYkzw/s72-c/96f401ecab3b78b3a9e893e5278b2dac079b6bdb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-4046446207785241670</id><published>2007-04-07T14:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rhf-696qIFI/AAAAAAAAACI/L7P8n88YXPo/s400/9f015c32a2a02cd8a865adebddb4f8e0e54f9f45.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-4046446207785241670?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/4046446207785241670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=4046446207785241670' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4046446207785241670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/4046446207785241670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-celebrity-look-alikes_07.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rhf-696qIFI/AAAAAAAAACI/L7P8n88YXPo/s72-c/9f015c32a2a02cd8a865adebddb4f8e0e54f9f45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7483351630123541815</id><published>2007-04-06T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:26:11.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 Days of Lake Powell</title><content type='html'>We just got back from a very exciting trip to beautiful Lake Powell. Three families, one house boat, two speed boats, and too much cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st day of Lake Powell there was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="327" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141570682-S-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loading the boat up with all our junk to get on the house boat...as quickly as possible. We did manage it in one trip (lucky us!). We settled in and unpacked everything! A few people were anxious to get out on the water and went water skiing and wake boarding. I wasn't quite ready for that yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the 2nd day of Lake Powell there was.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141573461-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glassy water. Perfect for water skiing! Did I want to learn now? Nope. We also took a hike farther down on the beach we were staying on. This is when Nixon decided to go cliff jumping and broke his arm. Poor thing! Second day and a broken arm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141573926-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's the scene of the accident. Pretty depressing. I love how my mom took a picture of it though! Later on, while they left to go to the doctor's office, three of the many boys took a tube ride. It was intense! Did I want to get in the water though... Nope. I just took some pictures and went along for the boat ride. The three boys on the tube seemed to have fun catching a lot of air though!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141573640-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141573647-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is &lt;em&gt;the landing.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They ended up all tangled and upside down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 3rd day of Lake Powell.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141578387-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boated to another part of the lake and hiked to some Indian ruins. It was pretty hot outside and by the end of the journey, even I was ready to get in the cool refreshing lake. I don't know how we didn't end up with any pictures of the actual ruins, but this was my family when we got to the top. It was fun... and hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, I got in the tube. Complete with a dry suit because I didn't want to get wet. Dry suits are amazing. That's all I have to say. Then I got off my first ride in the tube and decided I didn't get very wet so I didn't need the dry suit to go tubing after all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went to another beach (that had some more shallow water so it was warmer!) and played in the water and the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the 4th day of Lake Powell.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141587340-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I attempted to wake board (with the nice purple dry suit. Thanks Nic for letting me use your dry suit which is actually a girl's dry suit... but we won't go into that) . After a frustrating 20 (according to Nic. I think it was really only like 8 or so...) tries of trying to get up and stay up, I finally got up and stayed up for a short while. It was so fun. And tiring!! Talk about muscles dancers don't use! In all the &lt;a href="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/gallery/2674224/27/141587340"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; I look very angry. But I was really just concentrating really hard to not fall. This is what most of my tries ended up looking like though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141586939-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the 5th (and final) day of Lake Powell.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://barberfamily.smugmug.com/photos/141602537-S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are no other pictures to put. But... I went wake boarding again (even though I woke up and could barely move my body!) and got up every time and was able to stay up! I also had some interesting falls too. My favorite fall was the day before, and we have it on video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also went tubing one last time. This time, for the first time in the history of the tube we were using, it flipped. Easton, Wade, and Kip all got catapulted from the tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had to make stops to the poop dock (I didn't go on this little adventure) and the gas station, and we cleaned the whole boat. Said our thank yous and goodbyes and were on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun vacation with 2 other really great families like mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some details that happened everyday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We played lots of card games. But especially Nic and I. We played a lot of speed. He only beat me twice though.. and is pretty bitter about it. And also very determined to beat me again, until he can beat me at least twice in a row. We're going to be playing cards for a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Between the 3 families... we probably had around 20 boxes of cereal, lots of bagels, and too much food in general. That's ok though.. better safe than sorry!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We slept under the stars on the top of the house boat. This is when I learned that my dad snores A LOT! And that I don't do well sleeping in a space with a lot of other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We got to know the other families really well and made some friendships that will last for a long time. If the people I spent these 5 days with can still talk to me after seeing me with messy hair, no make-up, and totally myself, then I have some pretty great friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somehow I adopted some more little brothers. And two little sisters (finally!). We all had fun.. and it's sort of like we're all family now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7483351630123541815?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7483351630123541815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7483351630123541815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7483351630123541815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7483351630123541815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/04/5-days-of-lake-powell.html' title='The 5 Days of Lake Powell'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-1367243112352062398</id><published>2007-03-27T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question...</title><content type='html'>Well. I have a question. I was re-organizing under the computer desk today (I seem to have a habit of organizing things) and noticed that the one thing that seemed to have so many cords that I couldn't figure out what they were was the wireless Internet stuff! I mean take a look at it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046778503065954050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgnCTz9S5wI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PNM_ngD-Rsg/s320/computercords_20070327_2931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has the box with the antennas on it, with a phone line connected to the computer, and it has a power cord (I understand this one!), but it also has another phone line running from it to this little white box thing, which has another phone line running out the other side that connects to the wall. But this little white box thing has this random green cord just sticking out of it. And this also has a power cord! This I do not understand. I thought the point of &lt;em&gt;wireless&lt;/em&gt; Internet meant less wires (I know it really means that you don't dial-up.. but really... lets just add more wires!) I think that my dad's best friend might be able to explain it to me. But then again he can't seem to get the stupid new ipod shuffles to work for my brothers...&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;br /&gt;I'm no computer genius or anything, but I think that if I had an education in technology, I would make this as little of cords and wires as possible. But that's just me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-1367243112352062398?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/1367243112352062398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=1367243112352062398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1367243112352062398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/1367243112352062398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/question.html' title='Question...'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgnCTz9S5wI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PNM_ngD-Rsg/s72-c/computercords_20070327_2931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-3585104236493175501</id><published>2007-03-27T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast Off!!!!</title><content type='html'>No... We're not casting off on a cruise, although we all would love that. Instead we have a cast that has been removed. Yes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton's&lt;/span&gt; cast is gone. &lt;em&gt;Finally!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046775286135449314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rgm_Yj9S5uI/AAAAAAAAABo/H06kp1Icbd8/s320/eastoncastoff_20070327_2933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means 2 things. He can stop taking baths and holding his arm out of the tub in a trash bag. And he can play in his last hockey game! Both exciting things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon would like to point out that these things can only happen if he doesn't break his arm again. It does just seem like he was getting the cast before this one off. Funny how little boys do things to break their arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also means that our spring break trip to a lake will not be ruined (I'm trying not to be so obvious to stalkers.)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-3585104236493175501?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/3585104236493175501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=3585104236493175501' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3585104236493175501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/3585104236493175501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/cast-off.html' title='Cast Off!!!!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rgm_Yj9S5uI/AAAAAAAAABo/H06kp1Icbd8/s72-c/eastoncastoff_20070327_2933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6724980761043841785</id><published>2007-03-27T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha! I Beat Her to It!</title><content type='html'>So today the weather was supposed to be rainy and then snowy later tonight. This afternoon it hailed. The joke of the night between my friends and I on Saturday was "golf ball sized hail" in the game Apples to Apples. It was a &lt;em&gt;in the moment&lt;/em&gt; kind of a thing. So today when the hail started pounding on the roof. I exclaimed, "Mom! There's GOLF BALL SIZED HAIL OUTSIDE!". She pointed out that it was not in fact golf ball sized hail, but mere &lt;em&gt;light&lt;/em&gt; hail. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point I'm trying to make is that she then went to take a picture of my "&lt;em&gt;golf ball sized hail"&lt;/em&gt; and told me she was going to blog about it and make fun of me. So I decided to beat her to it, and poke fun at myself, therefore ruining her dreams of the blog where she makes fun of me. This is the picture of the hail. With a quarter next to it, so you can see how small it actually is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046773117176964818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rgm9aT9S5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/VgZHZD7Rlbo/s320/famfootball_20070327_2929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... I get it... Not &lt;strong&gt;golf ball sized&lt;/strong&gt; but pretty large I think. Now my mom can't ruin me and my dad in less than 2 days. Ha! I beat her to it. Now she can't make fun of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6724980761043841785?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6724980761043841785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6724980761043841785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6724980761043841785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6724980761043841785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/ha-i-beat-her-to-it.html' title='Ha! I Beat Her to It!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rgm9aT9S5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/VgZHZD7Rlbo/s72-c/famfootball_20070327_2929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-6756856061238541362</id><published>2007-03-23T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:59.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip to California</title><content type='html'>My mom can tell you about her part of the trip. Notice how I'm not mentioned in her post at all... EVER? That would be because I was there for Friday, Saturday, and I flew home &lt;em&gt;VERY &lt;/em&gt;early Sunday morning for the audition. There are only a few pictures of me. They are all of me at the LDS Spring Formal (SO fun! Even though I ended up with a hurt ankle for my audition the next day.... The best part was seeing my best friend!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045207790229839378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQtwSqu3hI/AAAAAAAAABM/654SXat1IBI/s320/ldsformal_20070317_010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so much more that just go to this dance though! On Friday my mom had this&lt;em&gt; great&lt;/em&gt; idea to get up at 4.... in the MORNING! Right.... NO. We finally got out the door around 7a.m. We drove and drove and drove and drove some more. Being a teenager with a licence to &lt;strong&gt;drive&lt;/strong&gt; I was SOO excited to be able to help out on these loooong trips. So I quietly (well not so quietly as I kept asking...) waited for my turn to drive through the complete desert and nothing-ness. Did I get to drive at all? No. I did manage to read some books though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQuyCqu3iI/AAAAAAAAABU/-xy-l-Kv5Sg/s1600-h/catrip_20070316_006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045208919806238242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQuyCqu3iI/AAAAAAAAABU/-xy-l-Kv5Sg/s320/catrip_20070316_006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night we finally get to California! We had stopped at In'N'Out in Vegas (YUMMY IN MY TUMMY!!!). We saw the stake musical (which I would've been in. It was weird to see it from the audience!). In the morning, after staying up late and talking until around midnight and then being told to go to bed because it was "grown-up talk" time, my mom and I ran about picking up little boys and their friends and dropping them off and getting our nails done by the Vietnamese ladies that we miss! Then I got ready at my best friends house and spent the evening with an ice pack and a wrap around my ankle at the dance. They kept bringing me the delicious strawberry crepes! I became the judge of which leader could make it the best. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was short. Really short. But so exciting. I'm glad I went. Even if it seemed like I was there for only a couple hours. Thank you so much Scott!!! I had an amazing time! And loved seeing my best friends! Sorry that I was a downer and sat outside. It was still fun. Hope to hear from you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-6756856061238541362?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/6756856061238541362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=6756856061238541362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6756856061238541362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/6756856061238541362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/trip-to-california_23.html' title='The Trip to California'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQtwSqu3hI/AAAAAAAAABM/654SXat1IBI/s72-c/ldsformal_20070317_010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7336668498070068747</id><published>2007-03-23T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:59.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Today</title><content type='html'>Well. I decided I would let my mom take her silly camera and use the computer ALL morning so that she could put the pictures of her trip to California up. So really I didn't get any school work done. This is what I did instead......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045194501601025442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQhqyqu3aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wLu60smDelw/s320/saracake_20070323_2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;#1. I made a cake. This is a very delicious cake that I enjoy making. Yummy oreo cake. It's probably really not what a dancer should be eating too much of (we are getting a nutrition talk tonight from our dance teachers. It's going to be on foods to eat and foods not to eat. Yippie!) but I find it delicious. So oh well. I believe everything in moderation is fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045195274695138738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQiXyqu3bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xe8hnbpE0H8/s320/saracleaningpantry_20070323_2846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;#2. I cleaned the pantry. I really enjoy organizing and cleaning things (I probably shouldn't be saying this out in the open. Now I'm sure that many people will be asking me to come clean for them. But it's ok because I would do it!). I didn't have anything else to do. Well I guess that's a lie because I really probably had so many other things I could've done. I chose to do this instead. It really sounded exciting. Now in a week or so, all my organizing and work will have gone to waste and it will be a mess again. That's alright. I need something to do with my time don't I?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7336668498070068747?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7336668498070068747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7336668498070068747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7336668498070068747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7336668498070068747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-day-todaythis-past-weekend.html' title='My Day Today'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/RgQhqyqu3aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wLu60smDelw/s72-c/saracake_20070323_2845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465430448562132466.post-7602823645305261066</id><published>2007-03-19T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:02:59.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Time!</title><content type='html'>I think that we all have too much time on our hands to sit on the computer and make silly things like blogs. But as my parents have set the example.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured people need to hear the real story. You get both my parents opinions. But what about mine?!? So that is really how this blog came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first to catch you up on my life. I love Park City. It's an awesome place! So many things to do. Somehow I find I have too little time to spend doing them. It's alright though. I learned to ski this past year. It's very fun even though I still find myself on the "Easiest Path" routes down the mountain. That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though. I wouldn't want to get injured!! I would put a picture of me skiing right here to prove to you that I actually did it (many didn't believe I would get around to it. I was scared at first!). Funny enough though. I don't have any pictures. My mom is failing in her new found love for photography. So I put this one in. This is Park City Mountain Resort where we ski. It's beautiful. I know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043674931782607746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rf67oL9x44I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yCkx9-5B2JM/s320/mountain.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next-Dance. It's my favorite. I eat, drink, sleep, and live dance! Ballet West is the professional company out here. They are actually very good. Yesterday, I went and auditioned for the company! I didn't get my resume taken, or asked to come back (they know me though so that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;). They just got a new Artistic Director of the company. All of the current dancers were guaranteed contracts through the new director. None of them left, so there were only 2 open positions in Ballet West II (which is an apprenticeship). Since I'm so young and still in school, they said to come back next year. Which I understand. I am completely fine with that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately-My parents blogs. It was funny. I was there for the whole thing. My dad thought my mom was silly for making a blog and tried to post a comment. He found out he had to make a whole account to just leave a comment! It took him so long, that I finally ended up going to bed. I like my &lt;a href="http://jenniferbarber.blogspot.com/"&gt;mom's blog&lt;/a&gt;. She tells her funny stories and is keeping in touch with her good friends. I also like my &lt;a href="http://barbercrossfire.blogspot.com/"&gt;dad's blog&lt;/a&gt;. He makes me laugh. I need that. Laughing is good. It keeps you healthy! So there's goodness in both blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there you have it. I'm pretty updated I think. Hope you enjoy. And I'm still getting my school work done. Oh yea! That's the other thing. I started doing all my schooling online through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Independent Studies. It's great! That's why I'm home. I've finished a 58 page lesson in History in 2 days! So my parents can't be mad. I'm getting it done!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465430448562132466-7602823645305261066?l=sarabarber3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/feeds/7602823645305261066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465430448562132466&amp;postID=7602823645305261066' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7602823645305261066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465430448562132466/posts/default/7602823645305261066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabarber3.blogspot.com/2007/03/too-much-time.html' title='Too Much Time!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17016451192227516088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/TIfvd_ZiNgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GICBqdqUY-c/S220/IMG_2030.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tg1cwvDPHgM/Rf67oL9x44I/AAAAAAAAAAM/yCkx9-5B2JM/s72-c/mountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
