<?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-6440337830911183026</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:38:10.845-08:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='domestic'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='movies'/><category term='oops'/><category term='my hair'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='boys'/><category term='home town'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='cleanse/detox'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='magic bullet'/><category term='band'/><category term='healthiness'/><category term='aunt'/><category 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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7019059919439690440</id><published>2012-01-29T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:38:10.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Sabbath Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sabbath Day...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doesn't the sound of that just make you want to treat this day a little bit different from the rest of week?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's certainly how I feel, but I was raised that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of my wonderful parents I would never think of going anywhere else but to church on Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just seems an odd day to me if I miss one of my meetings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today in church was a really great day, and I was touched by the Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All month long our Sacrament Meetings have had the same theme (4 weeks, 2-3 speakers each week) and somehow everyone has taught me something different. How is that possible you might ask... its through Heavenly Father and his love for us. He knew we needed to hear those messages, and he knew through the same topic the messages would get taught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The topic was Establishing Righteous Patterns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the talks today I picked up some key messages meant just for me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1: Strive to be better. Find motivation, something that will always keep you moving forward in faith, and coming closer to God! Moroni 10:32-33 ...come unto Christ, and be perfected in him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something that is a motivation to me is my family and the eternity that I want to spend with them. To me nothing could be better, but to make that happen I have to have my life in order... I have to be working towards that goal at all times, not letting my guard down for a minute. If I do I know the adversary will be there waiting to drag me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2: Keep the Commandments! This is just as much key as the first point. It seems a simple thing, but it can be so hard. We all know the 10 commandments, the ones that were written on stone. Although in this day and age we need to make rules for ourselves that we treasure and follow just like those commandments. When we make those rules we have to follow through on them. What is the point of making them to just dismiss them later, to justify them... why did you make them in the first place then?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Sunday School we covered 1 Nephi 16 paralleled with Alma 37. This was about the Liahona, what it was for and how it worked. We may not have the Liahona today, but we do receive guidance and it works just the same, based on our Faith and Diligence in Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Combined Relief Society and Elders&amp;nbsp;Quorum was awesome! We had Brother Barrett speak to us. He is from Bishop Parkers ward, and he is an institute teacher. He talked to us about the Book of Mormon. About reading it and thinking about it and then over time it will be in our hearts. Everyday in this world we are beaten down and our hearts are hardened a little bit, but if we continue to read, even if we don't think it does any good, it does. It softens our heart it teaches us of truth, and gives us an eternal perspective. There are promises on every page and all you have to do is read and find them. It is A&amp;nbsp;Marvelous&amp;nbsp;Work and A Wonder, it is The Word of God, and if we take it in everyday we can deflect the&amp;nbsp;fiery darts of the adversary, we will be able to withstand the temptations, we will learn of divine timing, we will be more patient, and we will be ready for what the Lord has in store for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I KNOW THIS GOSPEL IS TRUE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I KNOW MY REDEEMER LIVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I KNOW HE LOVES ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE IS MY FRIEND, MY BROTHER, AND MY SAVIOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you can take something from this message. Know that I know it is all true in my heart.&amp;nbsp;&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/6440337830911183026-7019059919439690440?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7019059919439690440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7019059919439690440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7019059919439690440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7019059919439690440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-sabbath-day.html' title='Beautiful Sabbath Day'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1778604381000095136</id><published>2012-01-26T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:59:00.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoothies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic bullet'/><title type='text'>Juices/fresh fruit smoothies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Favorite!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of &amp;nbsp;late I love juicing fruit... like oranges... Fresh squeezed orange juice is the best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also my Magic Bullet is great for making smoothies... Like&amp;nbsp;Strawberries, Blueberries, and Kiwi (mixed with a little sugar, water, and a couple ice cubes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or tonight I had Strawberries, Blackberries, Kiwi, raspberry lemonade drink, and a couple ice cubes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna try and add milk, yogurt, maybe green smoothies... who knows what'll happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smoothies and fresh juices are so great!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQah3b41lu3Mdy3M-2b9eJy4DeqPe6SAPjpZPaGCLZVw6-6Ci6n9w" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1778604381000095136?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1778604381000095136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1778604381000095136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1778604381000095136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1778604381000095136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2012/01/juicesfresh-fruit-smoothies.html' title='Juices/fresh fruit smoothies!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6314280688150072233</id><published>2012-01-19T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:25:35.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse/detox'/><title type='text'>Cleanse Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told you yesterday that I had changed the length of my cleanse... Well Monday I drank 6 glasses of the lemonade mixture... Tuesday 7 glasses... Wednesday 6 glasses... and today 5 glasses. Then I ran out of my 2nd bottle of maple syrup... it was $10 for a bottle which lasted 2 days... so if I bought another one I wouldn't feel good about only using 1/2 of it so my choice was to extend my cleanse by a day or cut it short by a day. Well my checkbook decided for me that I was going to cut it short. But its ok because I do feel better, less bloated, and I feel I will get somewhere now with my workouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight when I got home from work and institute I juiced some oranges and drank a glass for the last hour. I think the mistake most people make after completing a cleanse or detox is going back to their regular eating and exercising habits. I'm not saying I'm going to be perfect but I hope to be better. I hope to keep on my workout schedule. I also hope to eat better. More homemade food, more little snacks throughout the day, littler portions, and not so much fast food. I think the stuff is delicious so I will still eat it, but not as frequently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully this can help any of you trying to do this. You can do it! I believe in you!&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/6440337830911183026-6314280688150072233?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6314280688150072233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6314280688150072233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6314280688150072233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6314280688150072233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2012/01/cleanse-day-4.html' title='Cleanse Day 4'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-9240066721546332</id><published>2012-01-18T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:55:29.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse/detox'/><title type='text'>Day 2 and 3 of the cleanse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was Day 2 and today was Day 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was a bad day... I was so hungry, I felt awful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I figured the only way to get through this was just thinking day by day. You can't think... I have 4 days left! you won't make it. You just have to have the mindset of finishing the day you are on. So that's what kept me going yesterday... I can make it till I go to bed... Then this morning I was like... 2 days down! Yay Me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today hasn't been so bad. Not as hungry, and in a few hours I'll be done with 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I had to buy more lemons and another bottle of maple syrup and I decided that was it... my wallet can't take me buying anymore, so I'll finish what I have and then drink fresh squeezed orange juice the rest of Friday night, and Saturday morning. Then my healthy eating starts... its hard to make a Lifestyle change, and I don't agree with Diets as they usually cuts foods out of your life... I don't like that idea. My plan is to eat healthier, not eat fast food as much (very rarely) eat more fresh fruits and vegetables, and to not eat as much processed foods, they aren't good for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll still go workout 2-3 times a week, and do some&amp;nbsp;Pilates a couple times a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So happy to be making this jump start to the new year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-9240066721546332?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9240066721546332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=9240066721546332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/9240066721546332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/9240066721546332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-and-3-of-cleanse.html' title='Day 2 and 3 of the cleanse'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2562474884850991505</id><published>2012-01-17T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:49:41.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse/detox'/><title type='text'>5 Day Cleanse/Detox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you hear Cleanse or Detox all people seem to think about is losing weight... Well that is always a positive outcome of this, but its not the biggest reason to do them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cleanse or detox is good to refresh your body, its a good jump start for a new you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm doing The Master Cleanse, The Lemonade Diet, The Cayenne Pepper diet... it has numerous names, but they are all the same. Its sounds to be super&amp;nbsp;disguising... but its actually not that bad. You would think only drinking water and this 'lemonade' you would be super hungry, but yesterday was Day1 and I felt fine... This morning I feel fine as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is to a new year and a new me!&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/6440337830911183026-2562474884850991505?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2562474884850991505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2562474884850991505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2562474884850991505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2562474884850991505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-day-cleansedetox.html' title='5 Day Cleanse/Detox'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1012131565284724837</id><published>2011-12-31T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:59:50.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I know I did horrible the month of November... I didn't update my blog everyday... but I did grateful posts on&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;everyday! I'm i'm so proud of myself for that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now here it is December 31, the end of the year 2011... so much has happened in the last year. Friends have falling in love and gotten married. Friendships have blossomed much more than I would have ever thought. And sadly some have fallen by the wayside. That is all part of life though. Some people you are meant to know forever, while others touch your life for a brief moment and then they are gone, some gone on a happy note that you stay friends, you just don't keep in contact so much. While others fall out in a harsh way and your friendship is gone forever. Those are sad goodbyes, but its part of life, part of growing up, and part of moving on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Also in this past year my family has grown! My brother Andy and Sister in Law Leza welcomed my adorable nephew Brody into this world, and he has brought so much happiness! Then my brother Gary came home from His Mission in Texas. After he got home he got in touch with Chelsey who he went to High School with and they dated till he asked her to become his wife! This next year they will be married and She will join our family for all eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The plan for tonight is that we are going to Salt Lake to ring in the new year with some old friends, and hopefully some new ones... a quote I found:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Right now, someone you haven't met is out there wondering what it would be like to meet someone like you.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hopefully I can take this into the new year and meet some amazing new friends. So here's to the New Year... May it be everything it needs to be, may it teach me some new lessons, may it be filled with new adventures, and may I be able to embrace it all. Thank you 2011 for everything I accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6440337830911183026-1012131565284724837?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1012131565284724837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1012131565284724837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1012131565284724837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1012131565284724837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6921378956508435641</id><published>2011-11-06T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:23:04.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star valley'/><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I'm thankful for my roots where and how I grew up. I went to Star Valley this weekend for Taralyn's bridal shower with Crystal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Since we were there and I grew up 20 miles outside of Afton I decided to drive Crystal up to Freedom to show her my family farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I'm glad of the way I grew up, on the family farm learning hard work from my dad and how to run a home from my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Some fun things while we were in Afton was that Tara's family gave us a private viewing of the new Footloose movie. Not kidding... they have two theaters... we were in the bigger one... and it was me, Crystal, and Tara... it was&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;fantastic. Then there was the bridal shower where we made Tara blush by giving her cute and inappropriate for little kids&amp;nbsp;lingerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Before we headed home we stopped at Burger King and Taco Time for dinner. While at Burger King we asked for fry sauce... found out it was discontinued... but they had a new 'Zesty' sauce that was fry sauce with horseradish sauce... the lady said 'Its like fry sauce on crack'... so if any of you are looking for fry sauce laced with crack... Burger King is the place to go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/6440337830911183026-6921378956508435641?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6921378956508435641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6921378956508435641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6921378956508435641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6921378956508435641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3571296145398421814</id><published>2011-11-06T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:44:34.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I am thankful for the last 2 years and where they have brought me, and what I have learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much stuff happens in life and we go through it without a second thought. But if we do this we learn nothing. We have trials to teach us lessons, to learn and bring us closer to God. Struggling is hard while we are in that moment... but it makes us realize just how good we can have it and we cherish those moments so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-3571296145398421814?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3571296145398421814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3571296145398421814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3571296145398421814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3571296145398421814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2046510039440226983</id><published>2011-11-03T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T23:17:12.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Sister in Law Leza and my nephew Brody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my grateful heart is today! I'm so glad they are part of my family. Leza joined our family 3 years ago this month. She married my older brother Andy. This past May she had she had my nephew Brody. The sad part is that in July they moved to Vernal... 4hours away. Its sad that we don't take advantage of family when they are around and only realize that we do this once they've moved away. Family is so important, they are the ones we will be with through the&amp;nbsp;eternities&amp;nbsp;and we need to make those relationships into ones that we want to be with forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lucky today and Leza was in town with Brody since her younger brother flew home from his mission. Leza text me a few days ago wanting a haircut while she was here. Of course I said I would do this for her... as long as she brought Brody over with her. I hadn't seen them since last time they visited which was back in September. The family went to Vernal to visit them over fall break but sadly being manager at my job I had to work that weekend since my assistant manager got married and for some reason thought that was more important reason to get the days off... lol I love you Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that I love and appreciate you Leza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297814_759606627004_193302766_36652181_7864540_n.jpg" width="320" /&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/6440337830911183026-2046510039440226983?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2046510039440226983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2046510039440226983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2046510039440226983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2046510039440226983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-355044956707999254</id><published>2011-11-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T23:29:23.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2: Today I am grateful for my hair. This may sound strange to you but to me it means a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course there are days that I certainly hate my hair. Sadly I'm very OCD about my hair and if it isn't perfect I tend to fix it until it&amp;nbsp;is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saying this.... The past couple days were so much fun, but drove me crazy with rocking the 70's/80's fro (look at&amp;nbsp;Monday's&amp;nbsp;post). My whole life ﻿I've had pretty straight hair, the shorter it is it tends to get a little wavy but not in a cute or flattering way so I end up using my CHI on it. Yet when its long I can usually just blow dry and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309529_2242562541555_1172833443_32175079_1266523327_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-355044956707999254?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/355044956707999254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=355044956707999254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/355044956707999254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/355044956707999254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7821517980477055658</id><published>2011-11-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:20:25.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Month of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a sad that that usually&amp;nbsp;only happens around this time of the year... but I guess we could all be thankful that it does happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw on facebook that it is a month of gratitude, that everyday we should comment on what we are grateful for. I've heard that by doing this you become more aware of the little things. You notice things that make your day rather than ruin it. You see the way people touch your life, and you try to do things to others to make their lives a little brighter. Its a time where we all strive to be a little more Christlike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I've had this blog for 2 years and I'm usually horrible about updating it... but hopefully with a goal like this I will post some thing at least once a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So DAY 1: I'm grateful for this Month of Gratitude so I can become more like and closer to my Savior and Father in Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popWin800x600('/gospellibrary/artbook/images/ArtBook__064_064__JesusCarryingALostLamb_Sm___.jpg');"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Carrying a Lost Lamb" border="0" src="http://lds.org/gospellibrary/artbook/images/ArtBook__064_064__JesusCarryingALostLamb_th___.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-7821517980477055658?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7821517980477055658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7821517980477055658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7821517980477055658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7821517980477055658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/11/month-of-gratitude.html' title='Month of Gratitude'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6597018026513539400</id><published>2011-10-31T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:39:19.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316274_2133007891855_1445760565_31759036_911110983_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-6597018026513539400?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6597018026513539400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6597018026513539400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6597018026513539400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6597018026513539400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/10/pic.html' title='pic...'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7480333437550550622</id><published>2011-10-30T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:25:46.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my gosh! Halloween is one of my favorite holidays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a day where you can dress up all crazy, and act like someone different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put on a crazy outfit, either get all dressed up, more than you ever would, or dress down and be crazy scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crystal and I got all dressed up for Clint's party only to show up to a dud. Clint decided to go hunting instead of being there and his roommates weren't as excited to host this party. When we showed up an hour after it "started" and there were 5 people there none of which were even dressed up in the least little bit. We stayed for 5 minutes then left and went to Aggy's for Josh's birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday I worked and then went to Stake Conference. It was such a good meeting with so many good messages. I love when you hear a message that you know is from your Heavenly Father but then comes the hard part of putting it to action and changing a little bit to make your life a little better and a little closer to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Conference we decided to go to Honeyville and chill at Crystal Hot Springs. We got there and they were closing in 20 minutes, but Stephen asked them if we could still go in and they let us in for half prince ($3) which was super nice of them. Then we got back to Logan and went to Charlie's for ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is Halloween and we are going to dress up and go dancing! Its going to be a blast. Come back soon,&amp;nbsp;hopefully&amp;nbsp;I will post pictures.&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/6440337830911183026-7480333437550550622?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7480333437550550622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7480333437550550622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7480333437550550622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7480333437550550622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween Weekend'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-5652813030506538098</id><published>2011-06-08T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T06:38:46.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><title type='text'>I Love to See the Temple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is to everyone who has made this day possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up in this Church we all have one goal... Getting back to live with our Father in Heaven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are many steps we have to take before we get there. When we are just baby's we get a Blessing placed on us by our Father and loved ones. This is a blessing to give us a name, let us feel of His love, and I think, in a way, it starts to mold us. Yes, even at that young age. We then start on a path of the gospel, learning right and wrong from our Parents, we start school and make friends and of course we are influenced by them. We go to Primary and learn more of the Teachings of Christ, and then when we are 8 we are baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. We are washed clean of the transgressions we have made, and we are now accountable for our every action. We start to understand the gospel a little more, we are still little children and have a lot to learn, but we are still being molded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All through this life in the Church we are blessed with righteous Priesthood holders, we can ask our Father for a blessing whenever we need. During a difficult time, when we are faced with change, when we are feeling down and just need some extra love from above. We've always got our scriptures to guide us, if we utilize them right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I turned 12 I was so excited, I got to start doing baptisms for the dead. The first temple I visited was the Idaho Falls Temple. I was also&amp;nbsp;privileged to not only go and do temple names with my ward, but my Grandmother had been doing&amp;nbsp;genealogy&amp;nbsp;and she asked me to be baptized for a deceased family member. That was such a special day, and has never left my mind. I could feel her spirit there, and since my Grandparents worked in the temple at that time my Grandmother was in the Baptistry&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;when this ordinance was done. There was so much love and warmth in the room.&amp;nbsp;Since that day I have done Baptisms with my wards in the Ogden Temple, Bountiful Temple, Logan Temple, and the Manti Temple. I have not gone as often as I would have liked to, but I have gone more than some are able and for that I am&amp;nbsp;grateful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is another step we have to take in returning to our Father. Young men at the age of 19 accomplish this next step when they decided to go on a mission. When they receive their call they have the chance to go through the Temple. For young women, we have to wait. We go through the temple before marriage, or before a mission at age 21. Neither of these have been an option for me. Even lately I have thought about turning in my papers, but like before I have the sickest feeling in my gut about it. A mission is not the road that my Father wants me to go down. I have prepared for this my whole life, and have thought hard about it for the past year. And now the time is right and in 2 weeks I have the opportunity to go through the Temple of my Lord and Savior for myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to Thank my parents for raising me the way they did, and my brothers and sisters for being such an example to me. But its not only them, its true when people say the community raises the child because they have. Everywhere I have lived there has been someone, or many someones who have touched my life and molded me into the person I am today. I love you all. Thank you for everything.&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/6440337830911183026-5652813030506538098?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5652813030506538098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=5652813030506538098&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5652813030506538098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5652813030506538098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-to-see-temple.html' title='I Love to See the Temple!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2252560925459299194</id><published>2011-05-25T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T16:14:53.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>I think I'm Cursed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can count the number of 2nd dates I've had... Dax back in high school, but we were always just friends and doing each other favors, and he's happily married. Tyler after we wrote on his mission, but he has been married now for a year. Then there was David who was into me for a week then was done. Clint... lol... just great friends, we hang out all the time. Andy took me to an Aggies game and then I asked him to a dance at the institute. I can't forget the run around I've had with Jeff in the last 8 months, we never went out, but there were feelings there for sure, and now he lives in Salt Lake and I haven't heard from him since he moved. Now Craig, who I took a risk and met him online. We texted, met for dinner, texted some more, went to lunch and now, even after texting him myself I haven't heard form him since our 2nd date.&lt;br /&gt;No this isn't me having a pity party. I'm just stating my curse, or the fact that God has a plan for all of us, and I haven't met "The One" yet. Some people would get discouraged by this, I do get frustrated, but we have to understand that it is part of life. Some people get to that stage early, and for some of us it&amp;nbsp;takes some time, but we'll all get there in the end.&lt;br /&gt;One day I will meet my prince charming... I guess I just haven't reached that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-2252560925459299194?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2252560925459299194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2252560925459299194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2252560925459299194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2252560925459299194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-think-im-cursed.html' title='I think I&apos;m Cursed...'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2119275937246749238</id><published>2011-05-18T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:29:01.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catching up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding stuff'/><title type='text'>haha! i'm no good at this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh dear... I get on a kick and post and then it seems I fall of the face of this earth. Don't know if I'll ever be a pro at this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, so much fun has happend! Back in March we went to Moab for Spring Break. That is a whole post itself that I may, or may not get up in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We;ve been working on wedding stuff for Lindsay and Travis and that hasn't been too bad, until planning the Bridal Shower. Which was good, until Lindsay's Great-Grandma passed and we decided to postpone the party. This weekend we will do Lindsay's bridals! Yay! I will be doing her hair, and driving her around so she doesn't have to in her dress. My bridesmaid dress came, I love it... except I might have issues as the company designed it with only one pocket... my OCD may kick in... but I'll deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also went on a really good date. I haven't had one of those in a really long time... at least one where there is some possible potential. I met him online, and we chatted, then texted, then met at Texas Roadhouse for dinner. We ate and talked for about an hour and a half. So far he seemed to be a really great guy. The following week we continued to text, making jokes, and I know on my end I was laughing a lot. We were going to hang out again at my FHE, as they were doing a dutch oven dinner with 4 wards combined. But his sister-in-law came into town and he ended up babysitting his niece. That was ok as I was at the hospital with my own sister-in-law awaiting the arrival of my nephew Brody O'Dell! But since we ended up not getting together there are plans for another date this weekend. I'm super excited, he is a really good guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to that other information... I'm an Aunt! Yup, Andy and Leza had little Brody on Mon, May 16, at 9:00ish. He is so dang cute and has taken up all my spare time lol. He looks like Andy, but has Leza's nose, and I'm sure we'll notice many more similarities of both of them as he continues to grow. They are home today, at Leza's parents, and are doing great. They will continue to live here in the valley until about July when they will bless him and then we will say goodbye as they move to Vernal. Good thing its not too far away and we can make many weekend trips to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is an update on this crazy thing I call my life.&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/6440337830911183026-2119275937246749238?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2119275937246749238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2119275937246749238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2119275937246749238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2119275937246749238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/haha-im-no-good-at-this.html' title='haha! i&apos;m no good at this!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7956893113123018662</id><published>2011-03-05T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:02:52.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scatterball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>All things Thanksgiving... and BLACK FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving is one of my all time favorite holidays! Family and food! I don't think you can get better than that. This year was no disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right beforehand we were on a Blizzard watch... well it was more just a Whiteout! I mean we got some snow, but I don't think it was Blizzard worthy. We got some snow and a lot of wind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay was invited by Pono to go to Thanksgiving in Nampa... it was a hard choice as she usually just goes to her Grandparents in Layton. But as the time got closer and she didn't see Pono for almost two weeks when he took a trip to New York she decided that she would go to her Grandparents a day early to spend time with them, then she would go with Pono to spend Thanksgiving and the weekend with his family. And it became a good weekend for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For my family we went to Kaysville to Uncle Tom's and Aunt Sirena's house. I love this tradition because so many come and make it so great. The numbers have dwindled in past years as we have started getting married and people have in-laws to go to now, but the ones who do make it have a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long about 8 I got a text from Nate asking when I was going to get back in town. They were going to get together to play scatterball. Of course I was in, but we didn't get back into town till around 9:30ish. Well I still went over to the church and we had fun... I got the biggest bruise from that game! haha! Totally worth it. Afterwards Nate invited me to his apartment as they were going to put in a movie then go to Walmart at midnight when movies went on sale. Well we just kinda chilled for a bit then headed to Walmart. We went back to Nate's... Me and Sierra, and Nate watched Did You Hear About The Morgans... Sierra and I are always asleep when we go to Nate's for a movie. LOL. Nate stayed awake and even put in Horton Hears A Who, at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate woke us up around 4 so he could go to Al's and I went home to get Lexie. Part way home I realized my wallet was still at Nate's. Oops. I had to call him, go get his keys, go back to the apartment... which took forever to unlock, take him back his keys, then I finally got home. Woke up Lexie and we headed to Shoe Carnival because I wanted some boots. Lucky me I paid $16! Then we went to the mall to find Lexie some pants, and even though we didn't find her a good deal she still got some American Eagle jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate had mentioned having a breakfast party after shopping so I came home and turned on the TV. Well he ended up going home and went to bed! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That evening we ended up at Clint's, we got dinner at Chick-fil-A then played games. I was so tired and slap happy that Nate and Ryan found joy in tickling me. Oh how I love my friends, they reminded me that I always need to buy waterproof mascara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such a good weekend and Lindsay and Pono finally made it home on Monday as there was another storm that closed the freeway in Idaho. They made it in time to say Happy Birthday to Julie and throw her in the snow! Don't forget hearing Momma J's monkey noise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the good times that we have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-7956893113123018662?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7956893113123018662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7956893113123018662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7956893113123018662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7956893113123018662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-things-thanksgiving-and-black.html' title='All things Thanksgiving... and BLACK FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6877617425606135642</id><published>2011-03-01T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:17:01.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polar bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idaho'/><title type='text'>Stop Complaining!!! We went to Polar Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My crazy friends! Oh how I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The guys have all gone to or worked at a boy scout camp up in McCall, Idaho. Well in the fall they go back up to camp and do what they call the Polar Bear Strut. It makes for a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was back in November, 12-14. We left&amp;nbsp;Friday&amp;nbsp;afternoon and headed to Pono's parents house in Nampa. We got there and put in Back to the Future as it was that weekend in the movie. LOL. We had to get up early the next morning to travel up to McCall. Lindsay and I at one point didn't want to be in the car anymore and started to 'complain' (we were just kidding around) and Clark turned around and yelled at us... "Stop complaining! We're going to Polar Bear!" hahaha it was so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived in McCall and got breakfast at The Pancake House. There they have huge cinnamon rolls! And a Christmas Store! Great place to just chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then went down to the water front to watch the boys get really cold while doing the hokey pokey in the lake. The guys started getting an audience while we waited for someone to show up with their camera. Jamis made a speech and pumped everyone up. Go to facebook and watch the video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150151934123448"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150151934123448&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We jumped in the hot tub for a min to warm the guys up then headed back to Boise/Nampa. It was still pretty early and didn't want to just sit around doing nothing so Nate, Sierra, Pono, Lindsay, Spencer, and I went to see a movie. Unstoppable had just come out so we chose that one. Even though I was pretty tired it was way intense and I stayed awake. It was so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pono's mom and dad made us dinner and afterwards we put in Back to the Future part 3, and I think most of us crashed... I know&amp;nbsp;at least I did. After that was over we were really slap happy and laughed a lot till I decided to go to bed. Lindsay stayed up talking to Pono and when she came she apparently came in scared me and I 'inhaled' my nose. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nate, Sierra, and Spencer all&amp;nbsp;got up early to make it back to Logan so Sierra could talk in her ward. Lindsay, Pono, and I stayed to go to church with Pono's family and had Lunch at his brother and sister-in-laws. We left around 3 and Lindsay and I took a nap for a bit and made it back to Logan around 830ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such a fun weekend! We again learned that it was fun going on trips with Pono and those guys and couldn't wait for more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-6877617425606135642?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6877617425606135642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6877617425606135642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6877617425606135642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6877617425606135642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/03/stop-complaining-we-went-to-polar-bear.html' title='Stop Complaining!!! We went to Polar Bear!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3166206571300109899</id><published>2011-02-25T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:19:48.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catching up'/><title type='text'>Its Been Too Long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh My!!!! I'm sorry, I've been so&amp;nbsp;horrible! Life has been so amazingly rad that I forget to update all you who follow this! If you are ever missing me, send me an email, or a comment and I'll post. Although I am going to try and be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is late though so I will catch you up this weekend. Some things to watch for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;The weekend in Boise... Polar Bear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Temple Square&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to be an AUNT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;New Years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weekend in Provo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Andy took me on a date&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I took Andy on a date&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lindsay got&amp;nbsp;engaged!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weekend in St. George&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow... that is a lot I haven't updated! K we'll do this one day at a time... LOL. Especially since here in 13 days I will have another rad adventure... Going to Moab for Spring Break. Right after that mom and I are going to the Green Pig Pub for St.&amp;nbsp;Patrick's Day. Alright stay posted and if needed send me a message!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-3166206571300109899?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3166206571300109899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3166206571300109899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3166206571300109899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3166206571300109899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-been-too-long.html' title='Its Been Too Long!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7241056123517826675</id><published>2010-11-30T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:51:34.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair.'/><title type='text'>New Position!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if you didn't know already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I work at Cookie Cutters Salon. Its a hair salon for kids. They come in and pick out a movie or PlayStation game that they can watch/play while we do their hair. This works surprisingly well for 'distracting' them and helps them hold still for the most part (expect for those who are use to the Wii. LOL). They also get to sit in a car or airplane (little carnival ride 'toys') which also makes the experience more exciting to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though this helps a lot we still have screamers who just don't enjoy getting their hair cut, but its not as often like when I have been at other salons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, our Assistant Manager and her husband have decided to take the opportunity to move down south where they will house sit her sisters house while they are out of the country. This made that management position open and Brenda (owner) opened it up to the stylists here. I let her know that I would be interested in that, and a week later she called me up to let me know that if I still wanted the position it was mine to have. I of course accepted. I'm so grateful for this because it guarantees my hours, and I should be getting a raise... if not I will mention to her that I feel for the extra responsibility I should get one. But just having the guaranteed hours is a great blessing in my life right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love doing hair and it will always be more than just a job to me, its a hobby. I love the way it makes people feel after giving them a new look, or even just shaping up their old one. And here at this salon the little kids love getting it done as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-7241056123517826675?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7241056123517826675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7241056123517826675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7241056123517826675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7241056123517826675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-position.html' title='New Position!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2316360934456316241</id><published>2010-11-11T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:28:54.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radness/epicness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Another Epic Weekend Ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So not a whole lot has happened since the Cedar/Zions Fall Break trip. Just the occasional Scatterball night, or random late night movie at Nate's. Jared, my cousin, did end up coming up to hang with us at the Haunted Labs up on campus which was lame, but he did meet Julie again and they have really hit it off, so we'll see how that goes. Found out Nate thought I was trying to 'get away' from them cuddling when I used his shoulder as a pillow... wasn't&amp;nbsp;trying&amp;nbsp;to get away I was honestly sleeping and slept through most of The Dark Knight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then last weekend we saw Megamind! It was the best movie I have yet to see in 3D! it was totally rad. Then we went back to Nate's and put in The Illusionist where I fell asleep on Brazilian Matt. Then the next night was way random and we ended up at Nate's again only Nate wasn't there and we hung out with Matt, and then the other Matt Baker came home and we put in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs and I again fell asleep on Brazilian Matt. Oh my, maybe I shouldn't watch movies over there anymore... haha yeah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we are headed to Boise and McCall Idaho for what they call... The Polar Bear Strut. The boys are going to go do the Hokie Pokie in a freezing cold lake at the boy scout camp where they all use to work at. Lindsay and I &amp;nbsp;#1 don't want to join in since we've both been so sick recently, and #2 aren't allowed to get in by orders of Nate. But we will then go to an indoor hot tub and pool while they warm up and chill for awhile there. Its going to be another epic adventure in my book. I'll be sure to post pics after we get back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-2316360934456316241?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2316360934456316241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2316360934456316241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2316360934456316241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2316360934456316241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-epic-weekend-ahead.html' title='Another Epic Weekend Ahead!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2279456959147684435</id><published>2010-11-02T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T12:24:38.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Cedar City and Zions/Birch Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 3px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;My friend Ashley had been begging me to come down and visit her in Cedar City for month, but life is so crazy I couldn't just stop and head down there, but fall break was coming up and I decided I would just go then. The girls decided it'd be fun and we'd all go together. Plus Julie had a friend down there she wanted to see as well. It was planned and we left Friday morning. Julie had just got off her grave shift so we put her in the back of her own car and told her to sleep. We stopped in Provo for some lunch at In-N-Out, as usual the place was super packed. We then continued south with Julie in the back sleeping again, since she apparently didn't really sleep earlier.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;We made to Cedar and went over to Ashley's where we unloaded the car and decided what we were going to do for the evening. The plan was to go bowling where Julie's friend Julie met up with us, and we had a great game of Skittle bowling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBFyrGuvOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QKw4WyCjsjA/s1600/IMG_4425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBFyrGuvOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QKw4WyCjsjA/s320/IMG_4425.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBF2Cr20yI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6VDD501cbr4/s1600/IMG_4428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBF2Cr20yI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6VDD501cbr4/s320/IMG_4428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBF_WFiOdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/saMasxxrBKs/s1600/IMG_4431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBF_WFiOdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/saMasxxrBKs/s320/IMG_4431.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGH0lOgYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bSZ69fiB2W0/s1600/IMG_4434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGH0lOgYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bSZ69fiB2W0/s320/IMG_4434.JPG" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGMsJlPTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-FoveQv8dOM/s1600/IMG_4439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGMsJlPTI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-FoveQv8dOM/s320/IMG_4439.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGTR3F7zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EA5IrHRdaGA/s1600/IMG_4441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBGTR3F7zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EA5IrHRdaGA/s320/IMG_4441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;After bowling we decided to run to Walmart to grab some supplies/food for the next day, and we called Nate to figure out where we were meeting up. Nate had mentioned a month earlier that they were going on a man trip to Zions and we should meet up with them, at first we blew it off since it was a man trip and we didn't know what we would be doing. But he asked again the week before to meet up with them to go rappelling. So since we hadn't made any set plans we decided it would be fun. We would meet them at 8AM before the gate to the park and then we would travel to Birch Hollow to do a 5 hour hike/rappel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We then grabbed dinner and went back to Ashley's where we ate, and talked, and watched So I Married An Axe Murderer. Then realized it was close to 12 and we needed to be up by 5AM to leave and meet up with the guys. 5AM came way too soon, but we got up and we on our way by 7AM. We were determined not to keep the guys waiting thinking they were probably thinking we would be late. Instead, they didn't get there until 8:15... they were late. So they found us, we decided we couldn't all cram into one car and we would have to pay to get into the park, so we did then stopped at the visitors center so the guys could change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;They didn't have a place to stay so they had ended up sleeping in the parking lot of a church. They did sleep on the grass islands but were woke up by the sprinklers at 3AM. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We were waiting on them, then were getting directions to make sure they knew where they were going. While we were waiting Pono decided to surprise Lindsay and me and showed up. He had been planning on coming on the trip then decided to tell her he couldn't as his family was going to be in town. Her reaction was priceless. So we met everyone, there was Me, Lindsay, Julie, and Ashley for the girls. Then Nate, Cullen, Austin, Matt, Spencer, Pono, A.J., Sebastian, and Mike for the guys. It made for great odds in our favor, lol, and just for a great day! 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBgrsQvPZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/WjLCqSN7MjA/s320/IMG_4675.JPG" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBgzjvDulI/AAAAAAAAAKI/sVLKTL7aqyE/s1600/IMG_4677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBgzjvDulI/AAAAAAAAAKI/sVLKTL7aqyE/s320/IMG_4677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it was a fun, and long day. We also only had one terrifying experience where I fell upside down on a 50 foot rappel and gave everyone a heart attack while I hung there laughing wondering what happened to put me there. Since there were so many of us, we figured the 5 hour hike would take longer... we didn't expect it to take 13 hours tho... long day. Then the car was parked 6 miles from where it should have been, and way past the marked that we had been told, we were cold and tired and just ready to be done. We got back to the cars, and decided we would meet in Hurricane for some dinner as we'd pretty much just had trail mix, granola bars, jerky and water all day. So we got ourselves some nice hot pizza from Little&amp;nbsp;Caesar's. That pizza had never tasted so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us girls then went back to Cedar while the guys all went their separate ways. We went to church with Julie and Ashley in the morning and then left to head home. We were almost to Nephi when the gas light came on... luckily we made it to a gas station. We then stopped in Provo to have dinner with Julie's family as they had been freaking out the day before when we never showed up in St. George at her sisters house when we said we would, but the hike took way longer than thought. But dinner and the company was great!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed up from Provo both Lindsay and I got a text from Clint... he had found our cars in Logan and gave us a present when we got back... Deodorant covered my windshield, along with oreos, and saran wrap. Well Pono was up in Logan and him and Spencer were coming over to play games at Clints with us, they saw the cars and decided to help us clean them off. In the process us girls had the same idea to wrap the boys in the saran wrap. It backfired on us and they ended up wrapping up us girls, we then had to walk the block and a half, and up 3 flights of stairs, where Ryan greeted us with a glass of water, and I was smashed against the wall. Now that my friends is a good prank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we learned some lessons this weekend... don't trust the guys on distance, we need to go prepared ourselves, not leaving that up to the boy scouts, and us girls can handle each other through think and thin! Love you guys and can't wait for the next adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-2279456959147684435?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2279456959147684435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2279456959147684435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2279456959147684435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2279456959147684435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-break-2010.html' title='Cedar City and Zions/Birch Hollow'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TNBFyrGuvOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QKw4WyCjsjA/s72-c/IMG_4425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3358219889707729105</id><published>2010-10-26T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:49:39.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>Yellowstone &amp; West Yellowstone for Labor Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So back in July Arek and Tami informed me that they were going to Yellowstone over Labor Day weekend to visit our friend Brynn. I met Brynn last summer when I was living in Kaysville at Uncle Tom and Aunt Sirena's house. Brynn was a good friend of Tami's through high school and we became good friends hanging out together. Well she went up to West Yellowstone to work for the summer at a hotel and bakery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In August Arek called to let me know about when we'd leave and the cost and what not, well it was going to be more than I wanted to spend and Arek decided that they still wanted me to come and since they were planning on going themselves anyway they told me to still come with them. They were so sweet. So we left Friday night and stayed at Arek's uncles house in Idaho Falls had breakfast with his aunt in the morning and then headed out. We made it to West Yellowstone and saw Brynn! It was so great, she had  to work that day, but we hung with her for a bit, at lunch at the  bakery, then headed into the park to see some sites. Here are some sites  we saw...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe3vyRJLQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/me_6N9AWDxM/s1600/IMG_3796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe3vyRJLQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/me_6N9AWDxM/s320/IMG_3796.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe34TVWkPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DuSPZCQQBrg/s1600/IMG_3855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe34TVWkPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/DuSPZCQQBrg/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe39diUtpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FXDlHcPMKpU/s1600/IMG_3898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe39diUtpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FXDlHcPMKpU/s320/IMG_3898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4C180BUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UEzQq6taQmI/s1600/IMG_3967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4C180BUI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UEzQq6taQmI/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4KL2wECI/AAAAAAAAAH0/R3lWmAVhQqc/s1600/IMG_4017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4KL2wECI/AAAAAAAAAH0/R3lWmAVhQqc/s320/IMG_4017.JPG" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4PPs518I/AAAAAAAAAH4/7dKe3JYYVK8/s1600/IMG_4075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4PPs518I/AAAAAAAAAH4/7dKe3JYYVK8/s320/IMG_4075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4SF2zpII/AAAAAAAAAH8/GKQwjLaTS6k/s1600/IMG_4102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe4SF2zpII/AAAAAAAAAH8/GKQwjLaTS6k/s320/IMG_4102.JPG" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back Saturday night Brynn took us out to dinner to a pizza joint called The Gusher. Sunday we went to Sacrament meeting and then Brynn had the day off and wanted to drive us around both West Yellowstone and the park. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe8Slm0JnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/w7d91I7UH44/s320/IMG_4328.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday we packed up and walked around town... I actually ran into Forrest Haderlie... a guy I grew up with and hadn't seen for 10 years. I wouldn't have even recognized him other than I saw his picture on facebook when he got engaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was such a fun road trip, I love spending time with Arek and Tami they are so great. Now they are parents and have the cutest little girl Julie who I so need to go see. Anyway it was so good to get away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6440337830911183026-3358219889707729105?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3358219889707729105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3358219889707729105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3358219889707729105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3358219889707729105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/yellowstone-west-yellowstone-for-labor.html' title='Yellowstone &amp; West Yellowstone for Labor Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMe3vyRJLQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/me_6N9AWDxM/s72-c/IMG_3796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2734356932651796780</id><published>2010-10-26T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:30:52.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catching up'/><title type='text'>I'm bad at updating....</title><content type='html'>I'm bad at updating so these next few post are going to be old... I just haven't posted them yet but need to so they are coming now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-2734356932651796780?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2734356932651796780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2734356932651796780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2734356932651796780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2734356932651796780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-bad-at-updating.html' title='I&apos;m bad at updating....'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1756321179472094614</id><published>2010-10-22T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:02:42.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>New Ward and a New Calling</title><content type='html'>So at the end of August they redid the 'Student/Singles' ward in Cache Valley. They decided to do this as so many people ward hop and they were falling through the cracks, getting lost, and they figured by doing this we could reactivate more people and find those lost sheep. They diminished all the 'Student' wards and made new wards and you now have to go to the ward you are in the boundaries for, according to where you live. I am now in the Logan Utah, YSA 10th ward, and in the 2nd stake, or the 'Aztec Building' as it is so named.&lt;br /&gt;So far its been an awesome ward. It has enough familiar faces that I feel at home, and its got some new faces as well that I feel like I'm meeting new people all the time. I'm way excited for the new people I get to meet, the new friends I'll make, and the new adventures I'll have. &lt;br /&gt;At one point my records were missing... yes they disappeared. I had been on the roll for Relief Society, but then one week I wasn't. I didn't really think to much of it, thinking it would show back up the next week. Then I started getting texts and emails from the 17th ward. The break off of the 10th ward...our ward was too big and they sent everyone from the North Logan Green Canyon Home Stake to the 17th ward...somehow my records got put in that pile even though my parent for sure live in the North Logan Stake. When this was figured out Isaac joked that yes they sent my records away, that the 10th ward wanted me but the 17th ward asked so nicely to have me that they gave up my records. In the end I just filled out a new pink sheet and they should be back now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got a new calling in my ward...even with my records being missing at the time, LOL. Brother Hyer asked to see me, and I figured a calling would be coming as he would talk to me just about getting my records back. I was extended the calling of FHE Group Leader...&amp;nbsp;aka FHE Mom, and made my mother a grandma by just saying yes to this :) haha I beat Andy and Leza! I'm actually way excited for this, well once I get a husband...as of right now I'm a single mom and that's not going to be so fun. &lt;br /&gt;Here's to some more new adventures with Church!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1756321179472094614?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1756321179472094614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1756321179472094614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1756321179472094614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1756321179472094614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-ward-and-new-calling.html' title='New Ward and a New Calling'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-4214446722605383166</id><published>2010-10-07T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:28:47.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposal'/><title type='text'>The Proposal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So most of you have heard that I got a boy for my birthday... well he did propose, and I did accept, but it was all a joke, sorry guys I'm not really engaged. I'm not the one to just randomly get engaged, ideally I want to date for awhile then talk about it. Anyway, it is a funny story so I will tell it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As Sunday was my birthday, we had family/birthday dinner for me with cake and ice cream included. Afterward Julie, Lindsay, and I went to ward prayer. There we ran into John and Kira, where we went through a round of me and John giving each other Happy Birthday's. We enjoyed ward prayer, socialized for a min or two and then made our way to Clint's apartment for games, or so I thought it was just games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got to Clint's and talked while we waited for some to show up, during this time Lindsay, Julie and Clint brought out two birthday cakes! Yes they had made one for both me and John, such great friends we have! The candles were arranged and lit and everyone sang again and we blew out the candles, and sadly it worked... apparently they had got trick candles, which only one worked, John tried to blow it out twice and it didn't work and when I tried it went right out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All of us then enjoyed our cake, it was pretty good! Then the fun began.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Someone suggested that since it was both of our birthdays that we should feed each other cake... yes like at a wedding reception. John and I looked at each other and decided sure, why not. Although John mentioned that he didn't have a ring to give me. I said it was ok, that if he wanted we could just use my CTR ring and switch the finger it was on. He said that was ok, he'd get a better one. Oh alright. We got our pieces of cake and proceeded to shove it in each others faces, up the nose, all over the face, and crumbled down the shirt. The only bad thing with this was that I still had my cough, which meant that my throat and nose was all congested. First thing John did was clog my nose with cake and icing, so I couldn't breath out of my nose, and I started to laugh. Then with smearing the cake all over it crumbled, so with me laughing I started inhaling cake crumbs, this wasn't good and once again I was choking. Dang it all. We made a pretty good mess, and it was a ton of fun. Clint then came after me with the vacuum, well he turned it on by me, but my eyes were shut and I didn't know what he was doing and scared me pretty good. Julie and Lindsay then carried me out into the hall so most of the mess got out there. After we got cleaned up it was time for games, and we played werewolf for a bit, then signs, a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well before we were done I looked over at John and he had a ring box in his hands! I mentioned to him that he wasn't kidding about having a better ring, but he brushed it off. I as always I'm oblivious to most things going on around me and didn't give the ring box a second thought. We were still playing signs for a bit, but then it was getting late and most people decided to start leaving, but before they could go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All of the sudden John was on one knee in front of me and grabbed my hand. I didn't know what to think and started laughing. John was saying something, I don't even remember half of what he said because I was laughing, then I couldn't breath, and then I was crying. I did hear people ask if someone had a camera, then once they got one John had to start over. He took the ring out of the box, and said now I am told this is real... I answered by saying... you're told, you don't know?... John...well I'm not a diamond expert. Anyway he grabbed my hand and asked if I'd marry him (well I think that's what he asked, I was still laughing/not breathing/crying) and then he was informed he had the wrong hand, then he switched and tried the left ring finger and it didn't fit! He looked at me and said...It doesn't fit! let's try the other finger and put the ring on my left pinky finger, there we go! I looked at him, then at the ring, then back at him and said, I guess I have to say yes! Then we hugged! Of course our friends couldn't leave it at that...the kiss chant started! Of course after what happened this summer I did freak for a minute, I know John well enough that I didn't think he would actually kiss me, but I sure did wonder. Well John is such a gentleman that he grabbed my face and kissed my forehead!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TK5zuSzVajI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EJJLKsJIRU0/s1600/the+proposal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TK5zuSzVajI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EJJLKsJIRU0/s320/the+proposal.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks guys I couldn't ask for a better birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-4214446722605383166?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4214446722605383166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=4214446722605383166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/4214446722605383166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/4214446722605383166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/10/proposal.html' title='The Proposal!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TK5zuSzVajI/AAAAAAAAAF0/EJJLKsJIRU0/s72-c/the+proposal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8417185765075141176</id><published>2010-09-28T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:35:04.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Weekend of birthdays and partying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So this last weekend was one big party! Saturday was Travis's, aka Pono, birthday and on Sunday me and John shared our birthday. We decided to party hard all weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pono wanted to go to the Brad Paisley concert for his birthday so he invited a group of us to go. The group included Brittney, Kristen, Julie, Lindsay, Pono, Nate, and Me. Jewels, Lindsay and I met up with Pono early to go to dinner at Red Robin before the concert. Oh my it was Yum! We found out during this time that Jewels is color blind... lol. At dinner we informed them it was our birthday, but they were apparently too busy and couldn't get anyone to come sing to us, yet when they brought out the mud pie we all sang to each other and our waiter was gracious enough to join in :) We then proceeded to the concert where we waited for the rest of the group to show up. Outside Usana we waited as we had brought Nate and Brittney food and we couldn't take it inside. They showed up and then had a race to finish their food. Sad they couldn't enjoy it because it was great food. When they finished we proceeded to our seats and enjoyed Darius Rucker and Brad Paisley. It was a night full of fun pictures, crazy dancing, and a lot of laughs. Oh and me coughing up a lung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After the concert we made our way back into Salt Lake where Kristen had cake and ice cream waiting for us to sing another round of Happy Birthday. We enjoyed each others company for awhile then decided that we should head back to Logan. Julie was super tired from working a grave the night before and not getting a lot of sleep that day so I drove her car back, and Nate jumped in with us as Brittney was staying at Kristen's and Nate needed to be back in Layton.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Saturday consisted of me working all day. Not too bad, I did have to miss the Bridal Fair where my friends were modeling tuxes... yeah my friends are pretty studly. Julie, Lindsay and Pono came and said hi. Then Julie and Lindsay gifted Pono to me for my birthday, haha. But then he left to go back to his birthday party in Provo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After work us girls gathered at Lindsay's place for dinner and to watch the Relief Society Broadcast. It was fun to unwind after work and just chill. Afterward the plan was to watch Jurassic Park 2: The Lost World at Nate's so we made our way over to his apartment. When we got there Nate wasn't even there but we made ourselves at home. Nate showed up in a bit and then Lindsay had to run out to Julie's car as she "forgot her phone" out there. Well she came back in and had a gift in her arms. Yup the sillies had gotten me a present! They got me Rex from Toy Story! And he makes a funny "roar" or in his case a funny squeak just like I make! LOL. Anyways he made for a good night with Nate taking him and using him to scare me throughout the movie... once even making me choke on the fruit snacks I had in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sunday was great, it consisted of church, and me getting scared and choking on my cough drop right during the sacrament hymn! Oh my, me and my choking, and getting scared. After Church I went home and chilled for the afternoon. I then got a phone call from my favorite cousin, Jared! Then we had dinner, yummy mashed potatoes, gravy, fried chicken, veggies, and biscuits. Also we had cake and ice cream. Such a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-8417185765075141176?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8417185765075141176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8417185765075141176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8417185765075141176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8417185765075141176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekend-of-birthdays-and-partying.html' title='Weekend of birthdays and partying!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6144801818057891289</id><published>2010-09-21T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:56:36.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronics'/><title type='text'>Me+Electronics=Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for some reason as of late electronics seem to hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we switched to quest and had sprint phones I went through 3 phones in about 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then quest bundled with Verizon and we switched phones again, I then went through 3-4 phones in a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently my dad lost his phone and bought a used one off his friend... 1/2 the phone was touch screen and dad didn't like it, so I decided to trade phones with him, and I've loved the phone until this morning. It decided to crack and now I can't read 1/2 the screen. This is not going to work for me. I've been wanting a new phone but don't have the funds, so I was patiently waiting, now it looks like I'm going to have to borrow a phone from Lindsay for the time being. Lucky for me she has her old one just sitting in a drawer at her place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UGH! Me and electronics just don't mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-6144801818057891289?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6144801818057891289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6144801818057891289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6144801818057891289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6144801818057891289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/09/meelectronicsdisaster.html' title='Me+Electronics=Disaster'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8117056852228485042</id><published>2010-09-02T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:22:14.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Such A Great Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some more things we did this summer as it turned out to be RAD!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there was lots of fun to be had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of Fireworks through the month of July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday and Thursday Game Night still going on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An occasional game of Frisbee up on the Quad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July 8th there was the tragic murder of our favorite pig during our Red Neck Murder Mystery Dinner &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent some time with Arek &amp;amp; Tami, they were so sweet to invite me over and make me dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad turned 47! getting close to the big fire in a few years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was made Activity Chairman in the ward&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wipeout Wednesdays became a weekly activity for me and we started spending more than 1/2 the week in the water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was introduced to Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long- Blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My computer crashed...hit my dads car...got in a fight with a friend...Worst day ever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben saved everything on my computer and fixed it all for the price of cookies!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloomington Lake... but you read about that adventure ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw Eclipse with Mom and the girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went over to the lake in Suls' new truck for a Saturday afternoon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent another weekend at Bear Lake, well I was there Friday night, and Nate made sure to get me up so I could make it back to Logan for work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Raging Waters in SLC, almost got my 2nd kiss from Gibbs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh yeah jumped into 1st Dam! COLD!!! plus it was about 10:30PM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; was going to hike Timp but we got rained out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did a photo shoot for Bryan &amp;amp; the college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the Cache County Rodeo with the Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched the meteor shower out in Hyrum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spent an hour looking for Landon's key when they were dropped 5 feet from the blanket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hung out with Ryan and Corey at the Cache County fair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got Fair food with Lindsay at the Cache County fair then spent the night looking for Beavers at 1st dam with Lindsay and Bryan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ward Camp Out that was sadly supported.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got a raise at work!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the Box Elder County Fair... ate Navajo Tacos, then rode the rides! and got rained out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church wards and stakes got all jumbled, but its going to be a good change!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow that was a lot of stuff, but like I said it was a great summer, and we're not done yet, things still to come... Yellowstone this weekend with Arek &amp;amp; Tami, then Bear Lake on the 18th for the Pirate Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good one guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6440337830911183026-8117056852228485042?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8117056852228485042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8117056852228485042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8117056852228485042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8117056852228485042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/09/such-great-summer.html' title='Such A Great Summer!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7580188090220770364</id><published>2010-08-06T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T06:37:51.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>24th of July Campout and My first Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a great weekend! I'll put that at the beginning so you know you are in for a real treat looking at this post. After having a couple of really bad days, this weekend surely was a good one to have. So dive in and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Nate was so great to put this video together, and spice it up for me. I decided to post this way since it makes it a lot funnier to watch and hear every one's input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The video wouldn't load so here is the link to it on Facebook :)&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=425377168703"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=425377168703&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camping trip was such a good one. Here is the link to another video Nate put together to show you the highlights of all the fun that was had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=477429098447"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=477429098447&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip included playing at Bear Lake Friday afternoon, dutch oven dinner made by Ryan Friday night. We slept under the stars on Clint's grandparents lawn. Got up Saturday morning and had breakfast which a lot of people helped prepare. Then drove up to Bloomington Lake for a fun rope swing adventure, during which everyone lived! Then back into Bear Lake for shakes...Mine was bought for me by Ben since he offered one to me for swinging on the rope :) Then most came back into Logan while the few who still had time to play went to the beach and chilled for a bit. Back into Logan to clean up, go to fireworks at Willow Park, then we slept through Cool Runnings at Nate's.&lt;br /&gt;Such a great weekend... can't wait for more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6440337830911183026-7580188090220770364?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7580188090220770364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7580188090220770364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7580188090220770364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7580188090220770364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/08/24th-of-july-campout-and-my-first-kiss.html' title='24th of July Campout and My first Kiss'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-7636219750817340781</id><published>2010-06-21T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:12:36.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting my own future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Live Like Everyday is Your Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life can take some interesting turns. As of late I have been hanging out with numerous people, some guys from my ward, a group that Clint introduced us to, and of course Lindsay, Emily, and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Taila&lt;/span&gt;. Some things that we have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1: Hiked the Crimson trail on Memorial Day with a group of Clint's friends, went to Texas Road House for Ben's Birthday, and had a campfire up Green Canyon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2: Went on a hike with Sean... ended up inviting Roger and Trevor to some hot springs with us in Ogden canyon... left with Roger and Trevor to go to Denny's and got home around 3AM... think I lost all chances with Sean and I'm &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3: Sundays we play games at Clint's apt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4: Thursdays are at Cameron and Ben's playing more games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5: Wednesday are usually filled by Country Dancing at the Fun Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6: Monday June 14 was fun... it included making a video with Roger, Trevor, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Taila&lt;/span&gt;, Emily, and Lindsay, where we ran around a park, I fell out of a swing, and we had a flour fight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7: Movies seen this summer include... Iron Man 2, Midnight showing of Toy Story 3 3D, and A-Team, and will be seeing Eclipse with my mom and sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8: Spent this last weekend with Trevor and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Taila&lt;/span&gt;. We went out to dinner, got &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;BoBo&lt;/span&gt; drinks, saran wrapped Lindsay's car, broke into Emily and Lindsay's house, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Pha'zookies&lt;/span&gt;, and a lot of laughing from who knows what we inhaled. Oh and the not-so-redneck Demolition Derby in Preston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 9: Pulling pranks on the guys is always fun, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;oreo's&lt;/span&gt;, saran wrap, notes on cars, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I think the biggest lesson to learn is jumping into life head on. Taking chances, telling people how you feel, wearing your heart on your sleeve and risking everything. Definitely somethings that I need to work on. Life&amp;nbsp; passes by so quickly. You think things are good and going in the direction you want and then something happens and everything is flipped upside down. You feel that everything you thought was going right actually wasn't that way at all. You realize that its your fault for not saying, doing, or changing something sooner or at all, you realize that even doing that something may not get you what you want, but if you don't go for those things you will end up sitting on the sidelines and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; your life go by. I don't want to sit on the sidelines anymore, I want to take charge of my life, I want my happy ending. Whatever it may be, I want to be happy in the process of getting there, and end up happy when I reach the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-7636219750817340781?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7636219750817340781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=7636219750817340781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7636219750817340781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/7636219750817340781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/06/live-like-everyday-is-your-last.html' title='Live Like Everyday is Your Last'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1750438007350691095</id><published>2010-05-17T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:39:41.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singles ward'/><title type='text'>Its a Bitter Sweet Ending and New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After saying goodbye to us for months they have finally been released. We had to say our finally goodbyes after a very teary eyed Sacrament Meeting. Bishop Wilcox, Brother Fletcher, and Brother Rich, who were the first Bishopric after the 29th ward was made just over 3 years ago . They get to return to their families now, which is a happy thing for them, its where they need to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They have touched numerous lives in this ward, and it showed by the number in attendance. Not only had we combined with our other half for the summer (the 65th ward that was made from a split from us a year ago) but numerous couple who were in the ward before getting married. Last week the email went out that the release was happening, friends told friends, and anyone who was touched by this Bishopric tried to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bitter sweet part... I know our new Bishopric.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I drove up to church I recognized a white mustang with blue racing stripes... Larry Johnson, well that'd be cool I thought. As I go into the chapel I'm looking for Lindsay to sit by, but I don't see here, then I find Clint. Well I might as well go sit by him as Lindsay would be around somewhere. I sit down and get a tap on my shoulder and Leah Lucherini is sitting behind me... along with the whole Lucherini family. Well I think to myself that that would be cool, totally forgetting about Larry Johnson. The meeting goes on and after the Sacrament they release Bishop Wilcox, Brother Fletcher, and Brother Rich. Then they announce/sustain the new Bishopric. Bishop Monte Lucherini, 1st Counselor Larry Johnson, and 2nd Counselor Kirk Jardine who I guess is also from North Logan. So as sad as it is to let the old go, its good to know the new and good to have them here for this new beginning. In my heart it was a tender mercy from the Lord knowing that I will still feel at home with them in the Bishopric, as that is what this ward has always felt like to me, a home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best of luck to both leaving and entering, the Lord is with all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1750438007350691095?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1750438007350691095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1750438007350691095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1750438007350691095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1750438007350691095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-bitter-sweet-ending-and-new.html' title='Its a Bitter Sweet Ending and New Beginning'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2918479512201145158</id><published>2010-05-10T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:30:20.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangin out'/><title type='text'>Iron Man 2 and MY ALMOST FIRST KISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I've been really awful at blogging lately... SORRY. but oh well, it happens. I figured this was worth blogging about tho :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Lindsay recently started dating a guy, Clint, and he has introduced us to a lot of new people. Now I have a social life and I'm having a ton of fun! Anyways back to my story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday afternoon I got a text from Taila asking if I wanted to go see Iron Man with a group of people. So I thought about it then decided yeah, I'd go. We decided to meet at Clints at 715 and then we were going to dinner and the movie at 10. I met the group that was going, Clint, Josh, Cullen, Sean, Taila, Julia, and me, Brandon and his date were going to show up for the movie later. This was the first time I had met both Sean and Julia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I jump in the car with Cullen, Taila, Sean and Julia. Sean sat between me and Julia and was so hilarious! He kept flirting up a storm, so cute. I definitely want to get to know this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner was at Smokin' Blues, a new BBQ joint in Providence, that has a nice rootbeer bar. With the rootbeer bar they brought out a list of their sodas that they carry in the bottles which they bring out with a frosted mason glass. Dinner was great, talking/flirting with Sean, just fun all over!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner while waiting for the checks and boxes I was talking to Clint and Taila said something about us playing spin the bottle with the empty glass bottles. Well I was talking to Clint and not paying to much attention, the next thing I know is that I hear my name and Sean has grabbed my face! My heart has jumped to my throat and I'm not sure what to do, but Sean had put his thumbs over my lips so we didn't actually kiss. So then we made a big show about it for the camera, and I couldn't stop laughing. Then Clint started egging Josh and Taila to do the same thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the movie we sat by each other and flirted some more, then he got our numbers later since we'll all be here in Logan during the summer, so we'll just have to see what happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah and Iron Man was pretty sweet as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cool thing is now having an insider. Lindsay, even though she is in Kansas right now, talked to Clint and found something out. Sean talked to Clint about Friday and said he had a lot of fun and thought about really kissing me! Oh my how fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This summer is going to ROCK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-2918479512201145158?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2918479512201145158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2918479512201145158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2918479512201145158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2918479512201145158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2-and-my-almost-first-kiss.html' title='Iron Man 2 and MY ALMOST FIRST KISS'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-2549739228908396584</id><published>2010-03-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:56:14.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>DAY 4 road trip with MOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up in Seatte this morning, and lucky for us they are in a drought! No rain for oh... a couple days! Yeah, anyways that makes it a nice sunny day outside with a slight breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started the day with a very cute guy helping us out at the front desk. We were trying to figure out the car situation and getting downtown. They were very helpful and let us keep the car there all day while we took the Light Rail uptown, for a minute we were really confused, not knowing where stuff was and what ticket to buy. But finally a security guy came over and helped us out. We bought a ticket round trip to the West Lake station and back, and then from there we would take the Monorail to the Space Needle, plus we could get off and on the Light Rail as needed. While looking at our maps we decided it was best to get off at the Pioneer Square Station first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making our first stop, Seattle's Underground tour, where we learned about the Seattle fire, and some of the scandelous life that Seattle had to offer. It was so interesting, to learn about the history of Seattle, how the city got started, the corupt government they had, and then the fire that burned the city down, which was the best thing that could have happened. But it made life interesting for a while until they decided what to with the street and "1st story" levels of the stores, as they were really more like basements. Our tour guide was amazing, and luckily we got away from the little kids that were there, but not being conrolled by their parents.&lt;br /&gt;From there we found the Elliott Bay Cafe (EBC) made famous by the TV show Frasier. Not as cool as we expected... Plus not really hungry so we went to find the Light Rail again. We were walking up the street this older guy starts talking to us and following us up the street telling us about himself... both mom and I realize that all he really wants from us is money so we just keep walking trying to ignore him and he finally just flat out asks and we say no. Anyways we found the station and got back on, although we were at the wrong station! we would be heading back to Tacoma! I realize this and we hurry off the train before we get stuck. &lt;br /&gt;We then ask for directions and get headed in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;We get more into town and window shop for a bit. Its so cool being a big city where everyone is walking around and enjoying the outdoors and nice weather. We then walk down to the Public Market where there is so much stuff, it reminded me of the markets I saw down in Mexico last year... we don't have those in Utah and its kinda sad. We walk out to the bay and got some good shots of the water.&lt;br /&gt;Back up the street we go, headed to the Monorail to go to the Space Needle, on our way up we watch a guy drop some fries out of his hand onto the road, he then proceeds to bend over, pick them up, I'm thinking... wow people don't do that anymore, pick up their garbage I mean, well I thought he was going to throw the fries away... I was wrong, he puts them in his mouth!! Gross. Well we make it to the Monorail, and up to the Space Needle. We didn't pay to go up to the top as am sure it is a great view, just didn't feel the need. Plus I plan to go back one day so I plan to do that next time.&lt;br /&gt;This next adventure wasn't planned that well. We didn't want a 12-14 hour drive on Friday so we decided to book a room in Pendleton, but didn't realize how long it would take in Seattle. Well we finally got back to the hotel around 9. Luckily we were already all packed in the car so we just needed to head out, and grab some food. We stopped by the Seattle Temple on the way and got some nice night shots, but due to the lack of light in the night sky didn't get to see the cool bridge that apparently gets you there, again will see that my next trip. During this drive I'm sure we missed some gorgeous sights, and it seemed to take way longer than we thought, we didn't get to the hotel till 2 AM! and when we got to our room, it only had one bed! I had double checked, and there were suppose to be two, especially for that price, we should have just stayed in Seattle!&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/6440337830911183026-2549739228908396584?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2549739228908396584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=2549739228908396584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2549739228908396584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/2549739228908396584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-4-road-trip-with-mom.html' title='DAY 4 road trip with MOM!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3553842365405281473</id><published>2010-03-17T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:43:10.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>DAY 3 road trip with Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again we woke up Portland OR today. But the destination was Seattle WA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First we stopped at Trader Joe’s to stock up on plantain chips, a new favorite snack, a bottle of Pomegranate juice, and Organic milk chocolate J. Aunt T said to stop at Finnegan’s Toy store, so we did and found the coolest thing for Tanner, I can’t wait till he sees it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way out of town we crossed the Columbia River! Oh I love bridges, they are so cool, fun to photograph, fun to look at, walk over, drive over, anything, they are just amazing! So after crossing the bridge we went off the freeway to find a great place to take some pictures. And found exactly where I was looking for. It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving down the road. Wondering what to do when we got to Seattle, and then we were in Olympia! Washington’s Capitol and we could see the Capitol Building… another detour. Since that’s what this whole trip is about, no real plans, ideas things we want to do, but do what we want, when we want, and plans change. So we went up to the capitol building and took pictures, and a little walk, stretching our legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting to Seattle we found the hotel and looked into finding a pub to eat at. With it being St. Patrick’s Day, and being part Irish, with red hair and everything we felt it appropriate to eat at an Irish pub. We found The Bull Pen, just up the road from the hotel so we decided to walk. Mom didn’t listen very well and we walked .9 miles to the pub. But it was good, because then we had to walk back as well. This is good, getting exercise since we are sitting in Ellie so much. Now we are just chilling at the hotel, worn out from all the stuff we’ve done, and so much driving! It’s very tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow we are going to spend most of the day here in Seattle going on the underground tour, seeing Pike Place Market, the Space Needle, and going to Anthropologie. Then spending the night in Pendleton and going on a tour in Pendleton Friday morning before heading home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you're making waves behind you from all your adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-3553842365405281473?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3553842365405281473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3553842365405281473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3553842365405281473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3553842365405281473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3-road-trip-with-mom.html' title='DAY 3 road trip with Mom!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1379508869059001306</id><published>2010-03-16T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:42:01.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>DAY 2 on the Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up in Portland OR this morning! So fun, I love vacations, especially when there are no set plans, just flying by the seat of our pants here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the agenda today was The Dalles, Multnomah Falls, Trader Joe’s, and the Temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got up and went to Trader Joe’s. OMG Aunt T has us hooked, great atmosphere, fun stuff, and so simple, no bells and whistles there. Very green lifestyle here in Oregon, I could totally move here in a heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we went to the Portland Temple. Have you ever seen it? I thought it was just white, but its marble, and so unique! Driving down the freeway you can barely see it off to the side, and then its there and then its gone. You get off the freeway and head over and you can’t see it tell you are right there. It’s surrounded by trees and trees and trees, such beautiful lands. Although it is cold with the wind blowing, but so worth walking around the grounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off to The Dalles. We were hoping to take a tour of the lock and dam, but they didn’t do tours anymore. Sad day, but they had an old Gothic/Catholic church that we went to. So amazing! Its so cool to see this religion after being at our temple. Such a different feeling. Not being able to go in the Portland Temple to going here and walking right in and snapping picture after picture. Seeing the baptismal font… which is just a sculpture with a bowl inside with ‘Holy Water’. Interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Multnomah Falls! OMG! So beautiful! So worth the trip up here! But oh so cold! Got some great pictures. Then mad at the sign… it lies. It said it was .2 miles to the bridge, and 1 mile to the top of the falls. Well its actually 1 mile after you get to the bridge so we actually walked 1 ¼ miles to the top of the falls, then you can’t even see the bottom of the falls. But still so pretty, such a gorgeous walk, and view when you get up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back into Portland and back to the temple to get some night shots. Again so gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now for some food. Figured we’d go back to the hotel and find something around there. Well there wasn’t anything close! It was ridiculous trying to find something. And we probably drove for 30 minutes to finally find a Jack-in-the-Box and got dinner. We got to the hotel and ate, then for a nice soak in the hot tub. The falls had chilled us to the bone! All the mist, and that water, the slight wind, it was so cold!! The hot tub was so nice and then to bed, I was worn out. But so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're making it fun where ever you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1379508869059001306?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1379508869059001306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1379508869059001306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1379508869059001306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1379508869059001306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-2-on-road-trip.html' title='DAY 2 on the Road Trip'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-99862340311941469</id><published>2010-03-15T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:38:15.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><title type='text'>Road Trip with MOM!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So its was off to Pasco again to pick up my TWIC card... which for those who have no idea what that is like I didn't... this is a Security Clearance card that allows me to go in and out of Ports by myself, no escort needed. W made it to the Enrollment Center before it closed so that is now picked up and we are on vacation! Staying in Portland tonight and onto more fun stuff tomorrow, but first we did have some adventures on the road!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our last trip I forgot to tell you... *and as a side note our family uses the phrase 'Oh dear' a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving past Tremonton, UT on I-84 west through the canyon, I notice a deer has jumped onto the road, know deer aren't the brightest of animals, I push the brake to slow down, not wanting to run into the deer, with Ellie, she wouldn't like it. The deer jumps onto I-84 east where a truck is coming, I could see that the truck slowed down and the deer jumped out of his way, but at the last minute the deer jumped back and fur went EVERYWHERE!!! and the deer was down! Oh wait, it jumped up and bounded off the road! I was speechless! but mom wasn't, 'Oh dear' was what she had to say! 'Mom!' So for the past few weeks we have cracked up anytime anyone says OH DEER! because all we think of is that suicidal deer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well on this trip there was a hawk in the barpit, (the ditch along side the road) and as we are driving, again down the freeway, this hawk picks up something and flies back toward our road, but he's not gaining altitude! I scream, mom screams, and it wasn't for ice cream, that hawk almost took out my windshield!!! our new saying for the trip in now Oh Hawk!, I don't know what it is with us and suicidal animals, but oh man, leave me and my car, Ellie alone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it was dark driving along the Columbia River Gorge tonight I could tell it was pretty, so much trees, the rocks/cliffs were amazing! I can’t wait to go back up that way tomorrow to see Multnomah Falls, The Dalles, and just the gorge itself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Road trips are the best, traveling in general is just amazing, its something that I will always enjoy. Now with my family, soon on a ship by myself, and one day with the love of my life and our family! God has made this beautiful world for us to experience... Go and See for yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Travels everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-99862340311941469?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/99862340311941469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=99862340311941469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/99862340311941469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/99862340311941469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/road-trip-with-mom.html' title='Road Trip with MOM!!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1318142235200473444</id><published>2010-03-13T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:35:49.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Bigger &amp; Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi, we're playing the game Bigger and Better, do have anything bigger and or better than this paper clip that you would be willing to trade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the activity Thursday night when we grouped together with the IMA group. We split up into groups, making sure all us girls were divided up, I was with Scott and Scott, at least it wasn't hard remembering the names. One of them is actually in my Evidences of the Book of Mormon class taught by Brother Woolstenhulm on Mondays and Wednesdays. It was so fun, we ended up getting a brand new pair of farm work boots! Yeah the tag was still on and everything! Here is what we traded:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paper clip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pencil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shrek 2 party mix cd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our group didn't win but we thought it was pretty cool. Afterwards we were just mingling, and Scott (the one not in my class) got my number and we're going to go out after Spring Break sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1318142235200473444?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1318142235200473444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1318142235200473444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1318142235200473444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1318142235200473444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/bigger-better.html' title='Bigger &amp; Better'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-5579645732990897942</id><published>2010-03-07T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:31:13.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister love'/><title type='text'>And The War Is On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA! So, as you read my posts and come to know me... you know I LOVE pulling pranks... and it makes it so much fun when people dish it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My girlfriends and I have been tying to come up with a good prank to pull on our friends and I came across a rather good one. Orajel on the toothbrush! Before you know what is going on your whole mouth is numb!! The only problem s getting to their toothbrushes as they are in the upstairs bathroom of their house... we don't go upstairs. So the trick now is going to be getting into their house while they are gone. The trick itself is not getting into the house, but knowing when they are gone as they usually take the bus to school leaving the cars there, this makes it hard to tell if they are actually gone or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, not being able to pull this great prank on them yet made me bored. So after telling my family about it I decided to pull the prank on Morgan and Lexie. A couple days later I ask Lexie about brushing her teeth and the light went DING! "I thought something was weird!" she exclaimed at me. Oh I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following day after I get home from a great Aggie Basketball game I'm getting ready for bed talking to the fam. I have a weird habit of running my toothbrush over my teeth before I put toothpaste on it, well it tasted funny, for a minute I thought it just had hairspray residue on it, then my mouth started getting all tingly... LEXIE!! You Dork!!! While she was getting ready that morning she saw the orajel tube and thought it would be funny to put some on my toothbrush! Too bad for her I caught it before I totally brushed my teeth which would have resulted in my mouth going numb for 5 minutes or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least she can handle taking it if she's going to dish it right back... the War is now on... pictures will soon be posted after I get her again! MUAH HAHA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-5579645732990897942?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5579645732990897942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=5579645732990897942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5579645732990897942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5579645732990897942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-war-is-on.html' title='And The War Is On!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-469050165494930432</id><published>2010-03-02T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:29:52.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Airsofting and a blind date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My really good friend Mandy Walker has decided to go on a Mission, and she goes into the MTC in 7 days! Oh gosh, she is going to be such an amazing missionary! Anyways I wasn't able to make her home ward farewell but we so needed to hang out before she left. After talking she told me to come down the following weekend, and she was talking in her singles ward. So it was decided that I'd go down on Saturday and we could hang for the whole weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to text Mandy on Friday to double check that it was still cool for me to come down. Of course it was, although she forgot and had planned a group date with her sisters. Well I could come down later, or on Sunday no big deal. But no, she was like, you should come down still, we'll find you a date and you can come along! Can I tell you how much I dislike blind dates! I think I've only ever had 1 good blind date...(this one makes it 1 1/2).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So they find me a date. I get to the Walker house Saturday around 3pm and the date is set for 4pm. I'm informed that we are going Airsofting... any of you that don't know... airsoft's are guns that shoot pellets that are a little softer that BB's. Personally not a fan of getting shot at, but hey why not, it'll be interesting to say the least. Their dates all show up and we start loading up on ammo. My date isn't there yet, Dave texts him and he's finishing watching the BYU game :( sad day, he bleeds the wrong blue. We figure out we don't have enough guns so Mandy and I go to Wal-Mart to get another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We get back close to 5pm and my date is there, yay, his name as John, he was tall, cute, he gave me a hug, and oh man did he smell good! Bring on the guns, lets get this party started! So we head outside and have a war, girls against guys... Man those pellets hurt! But it was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it got dark and we have just starting shooting anyone, and couldn't see out of the sunglasses anymore we went inside for dinner. BBQ chicken, potatoes, and rolls. YUMMY. Well after dinner we decided to go the Olympic oval for some ice skating... there was a YSA activity going on so it was free. Well my date had already made plans for later that evening as he was just informed of the Airsofting so he had to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to the rink and were in line to get skates when we run into my date returning his skates... he gave me a hug... YUM... and said his plans were meeting here with friends and now they were headed to a movie. But we had a good time skating, keeping Dave from crashing as last time he went skating 5 years earlier he fell and shattered his jaw. Then watched Secondhand Lions back at the Walkers with a great slice of pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After church on Sunday I'm talking to Jess about guys and our date and I get the greatest story from her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently they hadn't first set me up with John... My original date Sterling had canceled by texting Jess at noon on Saturday! His excuse... my sister is having her baby sometime around 4-5 so I can't make it... ok but why does he have to be there? Sorry bros... you're not invited to me having kids, you an come see me the next day! Jess was at school so she couldn't find me a date and Mandy was stressing over her talk. Their mom Debbie said to call Dave and have him get me a date, good idea, it was done. One problem with Dave having this assignment... he told John that a group of people were getting together to play Airsoft... he didn't know he was on a date till he showed up at Mandy's house! which then explains why he was texting all night and then had to leave with plans already made! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least it made a great story, and it wasn't even a bad one, this is definitely on the good list, at least half way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-469050165494930432?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/469050165494930432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=469050165494930432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/469050165494930432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/469050165494930432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/03/airsofting-and-blind-date.html' title='Airsofting and a blind date!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6543040435889940473</id><published>2010-02-26T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:03:24.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catching up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>its been too long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So sorry for not posting anything in almost 2 months! Time gets away from me sometimes. Anyways so much has happened. To catch up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First there was Tanners 8th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gIxXxIbII/AAAAAAAAAD0/YNhHl0_ciFo/s1600-h/IMG_7544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gIxXxIbII/AAAAAAAAAD0/YNhHl0_ciFo/s320/IMG_7544.JPG" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe ow big my younge siblings are getting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next was New Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gJwJPayPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pEQffAPdqYU/s1600-h/IMG_7551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gJwJPayPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pEQffAPdqYU/s320/IMG_7551.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kristy, Veronica, and I went to the Institute for the YSA dance, and ended up watching a movie at a friends apartment till about 2 AM then having a sleepover at Veronicas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next was Lexies 13th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gLxW53VnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7iSOeI8O9MI/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gLxW53VnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7iSOeI8O9MI/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh goodness~ Life doesn't seem to slow down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next I spent some time with friends fo their birthdays, Hardware Ranch, Aggie Games, and recently took a road trip to Pasco WA with my mom. Those will be posted soon...They have to have posts by themselves... especially the trip through Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6440337830911183026-6543040435889940473?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6543040435889940473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6543040435889940473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6543040435889940473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6543040435889940473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-too-long.html' title='its been too long!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/S4gIxXxIbII/AAAAAAAAAD0/YNhHl0_ciFo/s72-c/IMG_7544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-81974970586676364</id><published>2010-01-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:25:14.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Life In Limbo... not good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why does it always seem like I screwed up my life? I try my best to follow the Spirit and I take 5 steps forward and then trials come up and it seems as if I've take 10 steps backwards. Leaving me farther in the dust than from where I came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is this coming from you ask? Well I have a lot on my mind. Mostly concerning my new job, and somewhat the state of my finances. Back in August I got caught up in a scam that left me in the hole about $6,000, plus him getting money that was my own. On top of that I didn't have a job all summer so I was quite devastated and didn't know what was going to happen. I knew where I wanted to work and had an interview set up for Oct. in Vegas with the Steiner Company who hires for cruise line spas. Mid Oct. through email I found out that I was hired and was going to be training in Hawaii. Well in the middle of Nov. I got another email with a packet of information that I needed to fill out, then scan and email back. Did that and now I have just been waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that large companies move slowly, but this is ridiculous! I have currently got rid of my car, since I won't need it, and am still living at my parent, not only to save money, but because I hardly have any money to my name. As much as I love my parents and my family I've lived on my own a couple of times and have my own way of doing things, we get on each others nerves. and now with getting rid of my car I've had to revert to asking permission to borrow one of their cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank everyone for their support and patience with me. I just wish I could learn what Heavenly Father wants/wishes me to learn so that I can get on with this. What does He have in store for me?&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/6440337830911183026-81974970586676364?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/81974970586676364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=81974970586676364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/81974970586676364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/81974970586676364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-in-limbo-not-good.html' title='Life In Limbo... not good!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1876957313351876052</id><published>2010-01-01T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:13:42.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old roomies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Years 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its now the year 2010, nothing has changed other than a ton of new goals/resolutions to work on and more than half of them will get broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its proven that when you have somewhere to report your progress see your results, see what you've done, and where you need to go to finish/follow through, you will more than likely finish your goals. So that is what my blog is going to help me with... following through with my New Years Resolutions. I'll write down my goals and report how I'm doing. I'll do that in the next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I'm just going to talk about last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm usually not a fan of YSA (young single adult) activities, most of the people that show up are people that I have known forever. And thats how it started out. I had no other plans and Veronica wanted to go so I decided I would go with her, and her friend Kristy came up from Orem to hang as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to the institute and wandered around seeing what all was happening. There were games going on, a movie playing, food, and dancing. Dancing was what we decided as there were a few cute guys. So we started just dancing and Veronica's friend Jeremiah was there and started dancing with us. And he brought his two brothers and a couple friends, who danced with us the rest of the night and celebrated the new year with us :) it was a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they decided to invite us over to their apartment for a movie so we said yesand went over and watched National Security and ddn't get home till 3am. It was so much fun! Then we decided to have a sleep over and pulled out the matresses and all crashed on the living room floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's to bringing in the New Year with old and new friends, family, and looking forward to a new year and all the wonderful things to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOME 2010!!!&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/6440337830911183026-1876957313351876052?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1876957313351876052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1876957313351876052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1876957313351876052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1876957313351876052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-2010.html' title='New Years 2010!!!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8621047273409574529</id><published>2009-12-30T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:36:06.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old roomies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love girl nights!!! Just going over to my old apartment where I'm considered by everyone the sudo-roommate since I'm over there all the time but I don't always sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways all my girls left for the holidays... Lindsay to Kansas for 4 weeks. Emily to Riverton for 4 weeks, Cessi to Missouri for 2 weeks, and Veronica to Roosevelt for 1 week. This last year I've realized how much I depend on these girls as well as my family. They are my life and I love them all dearly. This summer living in Kaysville at my Uncle Tom's house was so fun and a great experience, but I found very quickly that not coming up on the weekend threw off my whole week. School was great, but the people there weren't the greatest and they would pull me down to their level. Almost all of them had an LDS background, but none of them lived it anymore. They are all great people but not ones that I would hangout with after school. It was so nice and refreshing coming up to Logan every weekend and getting that life and spirit back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This holiday with my girls gone I've been stuck at home with pretty much nothing to do, I'm not a big gamer so when Santa brought our family a Wii for Christmas it didn't really phase me. But I got Burn Notice Season 2 so I holed up in my room for a few days. Also once you come of a certain age its hard coming back to your parents house... even worse, getting rid of your car and having to ask to borrow one of your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Cessi is back!!! And we hung out tonight. It was so good catching up since as she was gone she acquired a new boyfriend who is in our ward and lives right behind Emily's house in Yorkshire Village... the house we window chalked a few weeks ago after FHE. But just talking and chatting made my day. Her fun story and excitement over TJ rubbed off on me and I can't stop smiling. Its so great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you guys :)&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/6440337830911183026-8621047273409574529?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8621047273409574529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8621047273409574529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8621047273409574529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8621047273409574529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-happy.html' title='So Happy!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-5683446753050839697</id><published>2009-12-24T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:16:25.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Thinking about where I am, where I'm going, and what got me here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is kinda weirding me out to write about but its on my mind so I need to write to get it off my chest. Usually I'm very happy and optimisic, can't wait for what comes next, and just happy being where I'm at, with the great people that I surround myself with. But tonight I just feel old and lonely which are two things that I most certainly am not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarina and Tyler got engaged tonight. Out of my group of friends from Middle School in Evanston, Wyo there are very few of us left. Also the real kicker is that everyone is married or getting married to someone else in the group. Scott and Brooke married. Cameron and Kayla married. Conrad and Alex engaged. Chris married, with a kid. And now Tyler and Sarina engaged. There are still a few of us left, but the only one I still talk to is Shane and as far as I know we are just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I consider myself very accomplished. I'm a hairdresser/stylist/nail tech, I graduated from esthetics school and just need to take my test to be a Master Esthetician. I've done a little traveling, moved out been on my own, done so many things that I wouldn't have been able to do if I settled down already. And I have a job where I will get to do more traveling, meet new people and have many more crazy adventures... when I finally leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been watching the show&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tvshack.net/tv/Being_Erica/"&gt;Being Erica&lt;/a&gt; lately and I love it. Erica is 32, still single, and recently fired. She meets this therapist who is able to send her back in time. She has the chance to change how she did things, and usually she learns that by changing things she is still the same person but has learned a lesson that she can apply to her life now. Its so true you have to learn from your past and not make the same mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its been reminding me of myself of late. I've been thinking back on my life, wondering where&amp;nbsp;I would be had I one through High School differently, had I dated&amp;nbsp;James or Billy. Or even just this past year, Billy got home off his mission and I ran screaming the other way. I started dating David, but he wasn't the guy for me so it ended as fast as it started, these days if you're not interested they feel lead on if you keep going on dates. But I know that things happen for a reason and you just keep going along in life. Hopefully you learn something and grow stronger. Anyways Im getting off this soap box of mine with a song that I have grown to love. Most of you will recognize it, and right now it is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/6440337830911183026-5683446753050839697?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5683446753050839697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=5683446753050839697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5683446753050839697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5683446753050839697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-about-where-i-am-where-im.html' title='Thinking about where I am, where I&apos;m going, and what got me here'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3367623894916047028</id><published>2009-12-18T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:04:06.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Battleship and a night with Tamsyn</title><content type='html'>My cousin Arek and his wife Tamsyn, or Tami moved up to Logan this summer so that Arek could go to school at USU as he is gong to be an Engineer and they have a great program here. Anyways they were part of the group that I hung out with this summer. They saved me from studying and were just a blast to hang out with. Through them I met Jenny and Brynn who are also just dolls that I love to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since moving up here Tami gets lonely with her friends not being up here and Arek working all the time. Arek happened to be down south today working concrete and Tami was lonely. She started texting me so I went over so she wasn't alone. We talked then decided to play Battleship, it was very fun! Tami enjoyed it because apparently Arek isn't that good and I gave her a run for her money.&lt;br /&gt;Even though Arek wanted to watch, we put in Julie and Julia since it was late and Arek barely left his parents in Kaysville around 10ish. That was a great movie, different and not what I was expecting, but it was really good. It reminded me of Emily and Lindsay and when we end up cooking together... just throw things together and make something Deliciousness... or Tastiness... lol. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great night out Tami, and have fun in England.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-3367623894916047028?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3367623894916047028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3367623894916047028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3367623894916047028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3367623894916047028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/battleship-and-night-with-tamsyn.html' title='Battleship and a night with Tamsyn'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-392796335521509820</id><published>2009-12-16T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:00:06.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>being domestic...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I try to be domestic. I cook and clean, hoping to one day make a good wife... even tho I don't think gambling will be allowed... lol. (inside joke). So ever now and again I'll put a recipe on here&amp;nbsp;if I've tried it and it was a success. So here is a brownie recipe that was really good at my work party tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon honey&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 cup confectioners' sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour an 8 inch square pan. &lt;br /&gt;2.In a large saucepan, melt 1/2 cup butter. Remove from heat, and stir in sugar, eggs, and 1 teaspoon vanilla. Beat in 1/3 cup cocoa, 1/2 cup flour, salt, and baking powder. Spread batter into prepared pan. &lt;br /&gt;3.Bake in preheated oven for 25 to 30 minutes. Do not overcook. &lt;br /&gt;4.To Make Frosting: Combine 3 tablespoons butter, 3 tablespoons cocoa, 1 tablespoon honey, 1 teaspoon vanilla, and 1 cup confectioners' sugar. Frost brownies while they are still warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-392796335521509820?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/392796335521509820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=392796335521509820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/392796335521509820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/392796335521509820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-domestic.html' title='being domestic...'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8439392767877254763</id><published>2009-12-08T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:04:07.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranks'/><title type='text'>Oh the fun of being young!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls... Emily, Lindsay, Rachel, Veronica and Cessi, love to have fun. We like to play pranks... and the boys we play pranks on are retarded and never prank back. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the stuff we've done... Laxative Brownies... TP, HotDogs, &amp;amp; Saran Wrap... Tinfoil, Press&amp;amp;Seal, Canned Chicken... and most recently Window Chalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh talk about a fun night. At FHE we were talking to TJ and had him tell us what he thought of us. He was telling us whether we were deep or shallow and we were informing him that Cessi moved in just to stalk him better as his apartment is right behind Emily's. He found that funny, but couldn't remember our names. So on our way home we decided it was time for another prank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad story as we sneak over to TJ's we find that his back fence doesn't have a gate! And the fence isn't quiet when you climb over. So as quietly as possible we climbed the fence. Saw that we could see through his blinds and TJ was laying on the couch watching a movie. Sadly the window chalk wasn't working so it was making squeaking noises, and we couldn't stop laughing. Cessi and Veronica both got their names written on the door when we saw TJ stand up, and let me tell you it was so much easier and quieter getting back over the fence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways we went and hid behind our fence for a bit then went back to finish. Only this time we went over one at a time. Emily went, then Lindsay, and I was last. I had barely wrote my name when TJ got up and started coming into the kitchen! Oh my everyone ran and I jumped the fence. We hid by the dumpster then ran to our fence and saw the blinds in TJ's door moving. He was standing there and we were sure he was watching us hide. Oh was it a good time!! Love you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6440337830911183026-8439392767877254763?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8439392767877254763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8439392767877254763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8439392767877254763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8439392767877254763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-fun-of-being-young.html' title='Oh the fun of being young!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1112620669450641114</id><published>2009-12-06T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:03:11.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Roundabouts and Utahns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roundabouts in Utah don't work... Utahns don't know how to use them. &lt;br /&gt;So story time... In Logan they have had 1800 North closed for the past month and a half or so because they were continuing 200 East out to Smithfield. Yes a good idea but along with that came a roundabout that they said was going to traffic flow better. haha yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days I myself have witnessed the stupidity of some people in Logan. Last night as I was headed west on 1800 north I went through the roundabout and then proceeded to watch someone headed north on 200 east, wanting to come west on 1800 north , totally ignore the roundabout, go into oncoming traffic, lucky no one was coming, and pretty much just use the intersection a 4 way intersection.&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was headed east on 1800 north I came to the new roundabout and yielded as there was someone coming around. As I was patiently yielding to the person coming, I get confused as they slow down and stop... then proceed to wave me through!!! What they have the right of way, not me. &lt;br /&gt;When you take drivers ed, I think they need to have a class solely devoted to roundabouts since people don't know what to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&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/6440337830911183026-1112620669450641114?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1112620669450641114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1112620669450641114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1112620669450641114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1112620669450641114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/roundabouts-and-utahns.html' title='Roundabouts and Utahns'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1695523974211766211</id><published>2009-12-01T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:12:41.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma/Grandpa'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving vaca in New Mexico and the funny stories that come with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So for Thanksgiving this year we went to my Grandparents, my mom's parents, down in New Mexico, and oh my was it a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxs6VkJtG-I/AAAAAAAAADI/RUEF8tUf_Uk/s1600-h/IMG_6834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxs6VkJtG-I/AAAAAAAAADI/RUEF8tUf_Uk/s200/IMG_6834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were so many funny things that happened. The drive wasn't too bad until the last hour or two, and then I got a cold. And was sick the whole time. So dad and I went to Wal-Mart when we were down there, got a few things. Dad wanted some peanut M&amp;amp;Ms and even tho I don't like peanuts he said I could have some, but he didn't want the peanuts back. So I sucked the chocolate off and since they were peanuts I decided to just spit them out the window... right after I did, a cop car drove up beside us... oops LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxs-3jDsd_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/q2nFfEiHshA/s1600-h/IMG_6955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxs-3jDsd_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/q2nFfEiHshA/s200/IMG_6955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa's house was great, we had yummy food all week. And just lounged around. It was great :) then mom showed us her old schools and laughed at the Spirits in Wal-Mart... aka the alcohol isle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SxtBwyZC1rI/AAAAAAAAADY/JQXo5O3l4zA/s1600-h/IMG_6948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SxtBwyZC1rI/AAAAAAAAADY/JQXo5O3l4zA/s200/IMG_6948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SxtBz_XH2nI/AAAAAAAAADg/ufPFx_9LnZw/s1600-h/IMG_6949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SxtBz_XH2nI/AAAAAAAAADg/ufPFx_9LnZw/s200/IMG_6949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh! Then comes the drive home! It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tanner had to Pee! It was going to be awhile before the next bathroom so we were making sure he was going to make it or if we needed to stop alongside the road... Note: we had made fun of one guy who stopped along side the rode, headed the same way as us, he opened his door stepped out and went pee right there. He always said no to peeing on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well Tanner kepting asking how long and I finally told him 5 hours was he going to make it? Yes he said, plus&amp;nbsp;it was only like 5-10 mins. Well 2 miles out of Springerville, AZ, Tanner could no longer hold it and started crying to stop and he would pee on the road. It was HILarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well we were somewhere in Arizona... I think. And Lexie had to use the bathroom, but she also didn't want to use th side of the road. I think my family has issues... LOL. Well she decided she couldn't wait anymore and when asked if she wanted us to stop she said YES. YES Please! So dad promptly pulled the van over and when Lexe looked out the window she said "nevermind, that bush won't cover me." And she decided to wait. Oh My was it a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then there was the time that Tanner got sick... why did I have to switch Lexie seats, I don't do so good with throwing up, I was dry heaving all over the place, surprised that I didn't add to the bag with Tanner, but no, I'm just sure I had a fever later that night. Anyways it was a great time! Love you Grandma and Grandpa!&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/6440337830911183026-1695523974211766211?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1695523974211766211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1695523974211766211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1695523974211766211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1695523974211766211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-vaca-in-new-mexico-and.html' title='Thanksgiving vaca in New Mexico and the funny stories that come with it.'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxs6VkJtG-I/AAAAAAAAADI/RUEF8tUf_Uk/s72-c/IMG_6834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-407555335703793400</id><published>2009-11-23T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T16:03:53.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morgan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Morgans Sweet 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Morgan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe she is driving and dating!!! She's my baby sister and isn't really this old... it means that I really am old, no longer a teenager myself. How did this happen? LOL well I love ya sis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0jFK8jrI/AAAAAAAAACo/7BkyHYQO_HQ/s1600-h/IMG_6781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0jFK8jrI/AAAAAAAAACo/7BkyHYQO_HQ/s320/IMG_6781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0mMTF8kI/AAAAAAAAACw/3EgqgMWy2BY/s1600-h/IMG_6795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0mMTF8kI/AAAAAAAAACw/3EgqgMWy2BY/s320/IMG_6795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0uXuneaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iCeHYHG8plo/s1600-h/IMG_6814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0uXuneaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iCeHYHG8plo/s320/IMG_6814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0wfs3RYI/AAAAAAAAADA/LqDMz1XKhUg/s1600-h/IMG_6832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0wfs3RYI/AAAAAAAAADA/LqDMz1XKhUg/s320/IMG_6832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6440337830911183026-407555335703793400?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/407555335703793400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=407555335703793400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/407555335703793400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/407555335703793400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/morgans-sweet-16.html' title='Morgans Sweet 16'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/Sxr0jFK8jrI/AAAAAAAAACo/7BkyHYQO_HQ/s72-c/IMG_6781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-6157048684345394834</id><published>2009-11-22T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:01:18.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>The 3rd Date and The End.</title><content type='html'>So David and I talked a lot about everything on our dates and through texting. Anyways for our 3rd date David asked me to come keep him warm at the USU vs. Boise State football which was on Nov. 20, at 7:30 PM. I figured it was going to be a cold night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David picked me up and we went to Jimmy Johns and split a sandwich then had to run back to my house to grab Emily's ID card that I forgot. We went to the game all prepared with hats, gloves, extra socks, coats and blankets. And as it turned out it was a warm night in the 50's! And although USU lost by 31 points it was a fun time. Afterwards we got back to my house and sat in the driveway in David’s car for almost 2 hours just talking. &lt;br /&gt;Talking is the best way to get to know someone, you get to know what they are all about. The following day was not only Andy and Leza's 1 year anniversary but my cousin Brady got married that day down in SLC. So my family went down and that whole day I was kinda in a foul mood, not grouchy to anyone or mean, but just quiet and thinking. Although it finally hit me the next morning why I was that way. I realized that it was mine and David's talk. &lt;br /&gt;The way he looks at things are not what I'm looking for, he is very mediocre in looking at things of the gospel, and the church. I'm not looking for the next apostle but I do want someone who is willing to take those callings and learn from them, not someone who complains about his current calling or thinks those 'bigger' callings are for Peter Priesthood. I'm not saying I want a Peter Priesthood, but I am looking for someone who has a great testimony and wants to continue to grow! I'm no where near perfect but I love learning more and growing, thats what callings and talking in church is for, to help you learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;I still like him, and one day he is going to make someone very happy, but he's just not the guy for me. I'm going to still keep looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-6157048684345394834?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6157048684345394834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=6157048684345394834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6157048684345394834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/6157048684345394834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-date-and-end.html' title='The 3rd Date and The End.'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8002327845834016821</id><published>2009-11-19T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:57:13.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old roomies'/><title type='text'>A day with the Girls</title><content type='html'>Katie Berman and Maurina Rowley, two of the greatest girls I met while at Snow. Once upon a time Katie was my roommate and Maurina lived 2 apartments down, we were great friends and just spent hours hanging out and talking. Almost a year ago Maurina got married :) and now Katie is up here at USU. We don't see much of each other anymore with our crazy schedules but we got to squeaze in some time recently. &lt;br /&gt;Katie and I went to lunch at Costa Vita and just talked it was so good, we talked about life, boys and where we are going. Maurina had class so we picked her up later and went to Caspers for ice cream and she caught us up on her and Sean and her family snce we knew most of them down at Snow. It was such a great time I loved it. Miss You Girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-8002327845834016821?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8002327845834016821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8002327845834016821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8002327845834016821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8002327845834016821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-with-girls.html' title='A day with the Girls'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-9194895361111323242</id><published>2009-11-17T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:50:25.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>A second date</title><content type='html'>So I went on a second date with David on Tuesday. David served his mission in Brazil and on campus there was a Brazillian charity dinner of sorts and he got us tickets. He was so excited because it was going to be authentic food and he couldn't wait for me to try it. &lt;br /&gt;We got to the alumni building and I see a bunch of people that I know. We're in line for food and are just having a good time talking and David apparently realizes its not as authentic as he was hoping. But he doesn't inform me quite yet. We grab the food and have a seat. The drink was red colored water, not the best at all, but atleast I enjoyed the food, I didn't know any different.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we got done and went back to his place and watched UP :) way cute movie if you haven't seen it yet I suggest it! We watch the movie and get talking afterwards and David starts saying something and then backs out. Well it was too late, I knew he was going to say something and have to know what. I keep bugging him and he finally tells me that he saw weavels in the seasoning we put on our food!!! OMG gross!!! I couldn't believe it! Talk about disguisting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-9194895361111323242?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9194895361111323242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=9194895361111323242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/9194895361111323242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/9194895361111323242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-date.html' title='A second date'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-5622312141823384482</id><published>2009-11-15T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:36:38.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>Some fun new stuff!</title><content type='html'>So... I know everyone is dying to hear, well I think they are ppl seem pretty excited over facebook about it anyways :) So about a week and a half ago I met this guy at country swing dancing. Me and my old roommate, and one of my best friends ever, Lindsay try to go every week. We have some good friends there and its one of the only places that I meet new ppl since I'm not going to school right now and I work at the Elementary school... no one to really meet there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I usually don't meet many new ppl, Lindsay never just stands tho, she's always dancing! Love her to pieces. But this particular night was a lot of fun. I had a bunch of guys asking me to dance and it was fun. This one kid was here from Peru going to school, and he asked for my number and wanted to go out that weekend. I love different cultures ad everything don't get me wrong, but I kinda have issues if I can't understand someones broken english, so as fun as he seemed and cute, I was glad to be going toSt. George that weekend. But he got my number anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night as I was standing just enjoying the good music a guy asks me to dance. Well he apparently doesn't know that much, just learning and asks me to show him some stuff. This isn't my forte! I usually tell guys that i'm not a good teacher and after stuggling through a dance they leave. David happened to not care and just danced with me laughing the whole time. After the song was over he kept talking to me, just chatting, nothing that I even remember. Well he stayed by my side for the rest of the evening. Lindsay and I like a few of the line dances so when we were doing those David was great at attempting! He een made me attempt with him on one that I don't know, but since he was such a good sport I figured I better be too. Anyways he was way cute all night, he kept gabbng my hands and trying different things, he figured out 'the cuddle' and kept doing that over and over again it was way cute. It came time to go so we left and said our goodbyes and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;I found out his last name at the church on Sunday and decided to look him up on facebook and I found him, but I couldn't bring myself to add him. Tuesday night for our IWA activity we were combining with an IMA chapter and they wanted to have a dating panel, just asking questions back and forth about dating so we agreed. Well these boys helped me out a lot, one thing they said they liked about girls is when they are bold... most guys are completely oblivious when a girl likes them, they said to ask for the guys number, that tells the guy that you are interested and they're more likely to do something. So I had my challenge... be bold, very difficult for me but something was going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;David ended up not going dancing on wednesday so&amp;nbsp;I decided to be bold since I couldn't shake him from my mind. I got home after dancing and got on facebook, I added him as a friend, putting a little note saying I missed him that night and I hd a ton of fun the week before. Well he accepted, commented on my status, and on friday sent me an email asking if I had any fun plans for the weekend, and to let him know. OH GOSH!!! it worked! Sad day for me my weekend was all booked, but my girls would understand me bailing on them for the football game to go instead with a boy! And ofcourse, they didn't mind at all. &lt;br /&gt;Saturday, David picked me up around 12:30ish for the game... cold, and snowy, but perfect because together we could stay somewhat warm :) We then went to an early dinner at Pounders, a new hawaiian grill in Logan. Where we sat and talked some more (since we talked all through the game). He took me home around 6:30 where of course I got the 3rd degree from the family. Here is wht ws said between Lexie and I&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Did you have fun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes... (big grin)&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: Did you kiss him?&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT? Who do you think I am?&lt;br /&gt;Lexie: You.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness, its a good thing I love her. Anyways there is going to be a 2nd date where we are going to watch UP, which I have found to be very HILarious! More details to come. Don't think anything is going to come from this, remember I am getting ready to leave for Hawaii, and he's going to Park City, plus as we talked yesterday, we both agree that Utahans are crazy getting engaged after only knowing each other for a short time. We both agree in dating and getting to know each other before committing to forever with someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-5622312141823384482?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5622312141823384482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=5622312141823384482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5622312141823384482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/5622312141823384482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-fun-new-stuff.html' title='Some fun new stuff!'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-4037404434812401601</id><published>2009-11-08T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:48:59.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiri'/><title type='text'>Weekend In St. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I went to St. George for the weekend with my Aunt Trudy and cousin Kiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCd2h3gE5I/AAAAAAAAABg/Jb7w8VMwwYA/s1600/IMG_6722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCd2h3gE5I/AAAAAAAAABg/Jb7w8VMwwYA/s320/IMG_6722.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kiri got called to play on a soft ball team for a tournament. Kiri's own team is apparently pretty good but this team is better, according to Aunt Trudy and yes they were great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a few pictures of Kiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfXfeCrrI/AAAAAAAAABo/hoCUjMdYYg8/s1600/IMG_6694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfXfeCrrI/AAAAAAAAABo/hoCUjMdYYg8/s320/IMG_6694.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfom0Y4QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZvhPIsMxfC4/s1600/IMG_6720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfom0Y4QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZvhPIsMxfC4/s320/IMG_6720.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfhEsd60I/AAAAAAAAABw/nQZWXHYm8L4/s1600/IMG_6709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCfhEsd60I/AAAAAAAAABw/nQZWXHYm8L4/s320/IMG_6709.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were doing so good... Undefeated! They were going to play the Championship game at 12:30 sat. night... technically Sunday morning, this league isn't suppose to play on Sunday but they felt this was ok. Well they ended up being 2 games behind by 12:30 so we didn't ply until 2:00 am! then the losing team won the first game and with this being a true champion or whatever its called they had to play another game, this one at 3:30 am! crazy!! With it being so late, the girls were all tired, but they lost the 2nd game too, very sad. But still great job girls! &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/6440337830911183026-4037404434812401601?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4037404434812401601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=4037404434812401601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/4037404434812401601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/4037404434812401601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-in-st-george.html' title='Weekend In St. George'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SwCd2h3gE5I/AAAAAAAAABg/Jb7w8VMwwYA/s72-c/IMG_6722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-8656205732771862179</id><published>2009-11-02T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:28:41.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morgan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommates'/><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend and BBI</title><content type='html'>So the weekend started out finishing cleaning and moving houses... pure craziness! Then we went to The Stadium to watch Morgan and the Sky View band do their final performance for the Marching Band season. (sorry the video won't load... try facebook to see it) but here's a pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDmRahoIdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7blbJ5IqBjk/s1600-h/IMG_6685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDmRahoIdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7blbJ5IqBjk/s320/IMG_6685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400069140069753298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got homeand craved Tanners pumpkin and jumped in the shower. I wasgetting ready for a great night! me and my girls dressed up as an 80's rock band... our name Kiss and Tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDjshXhTeI/AAAAAAAAABA/1365uW9XoUY/s1600-h/IMG_6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDjshXhTeI/AAAAAAAAABA/1365uW9XoUY/s320/IMG_6691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400066307227995618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are named as such... (right to left) Emily was Kiss in Color. Veronica was Sammie. Lindsay was NCMO aka NonComittalMakeOut. And Me... Pucker Up. We went trick or treating around my parents neighborhood, where we would sing I Saw the Sign... Ace of Base when they opened the door. We then proceded to our bishops house. We were talking to him for a bit, laughing about our costumes. We were telling him the band name and then our individual names which he liked and said that he liked them... Our ward needed more lip action! Oh how we love our bishop! I'm going to miss him when I'm gone, but they'll be released soon also. Very sad, they are all amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDmiQ5mC-I/AAAAAAAAABY/mtMZfc2-qR0/s1600-h/PuckerUp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDmiQ5mC-I/AAAAAAAAABY/mtMZfc2-qR0/s400/PuckerUp.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400069429543701474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-8656205732771862179?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8656205732771862179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=8656205732771862179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8656205732771862179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/8656205732771862179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-and-bbi.html' title='Halloween Weekend and BBI'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/SvDmRahoIdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7blbJ5IqBjk/s72-c/IMG_6685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-1059352464807630159</id><published>2009-10-30T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:48:31.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>So its Halloween Eve, not my all time favorite holiday but in the top 4. And I have the greatest friends ever, 2 of which I lived with for 6 months, Lindsay, Emily, and Veronica. We get in a lot of trouble together... the good kind of trouble that is just pure craziness! &lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the first Aggie Basketball Exhibition game, which for the Aggies is just practice, the ending score was 85-51 and there is no reason why we left early to beat the rush and go to Casper's for ice cream :)&lt;br /&gt;Randomly I still get YSA (young single adult) mail at my parents house, sometimes it comes in handy. Up until a few years ago the Institute held a Halloween Dance called the Scream, they did this separate from USU's Howl because it got too scandalous, but USU has asked they to help clean up the Howl by coming back with them. Well I got a postcard in the mail for YSA, they tried to take over the Scream, calling it the Yell, but it wasn't the same. It was tonight and if you couldn't tell we didn't go. But they were also involved with Green Canyon Corn Maze and you could get in for $2. I remembered that Veronica had been wanting to go to a corn maze so I mentioned that it was a deal tonight and that we should go, on our way there I remembered that it's haunted on the weekends, especially since tomorrow is Halloween. Oh well, there was 4 of us so it was going to be fun. Lindsay grabbed a map and we headed in :) sad for the people scaring us, some of them were disappointed when it didn't work, then they followed us! The girls laughed at me when I informed them that we had cute Butts and they just wanted to watch them. But it was fun and we made some new scary friends who pointed the way out! &lt;br /&gt;We then went back to the apartment where we put in the Disney version of Robin Hood, Emily and I fell asleep on the couch (her squishing me... don't worry I loved it, we have a lot of roomie love) Lindsay fell asleep on the chair and Veronica eventually said it was time for bed. Oh I love my girls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-1059352464807630159?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1059352464807630159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=1059352464807630159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1059352464807630159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/1059352464807630159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/10/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-3353804874587448962</id><published>2009-10-20T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:45:16.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Reading Aide sub</title><content type='html'>So as of right now I've been working at North Park and Millville Elementary schools as a substitute Reading Aide... and surprisingly I love it. This really does surprise me. I use to think that teaching of any kind to kids under Highschool age was pure crazy, but I truely love it. Not enough that I would ever go to school to become an ElEd teacher, but enough that I would consider doing this again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Little kids are so cute, I just love them to pieces. I go in and at North Park they all know that I am Mrs. Jenkins daughter and Tanner's sister and they all say hi, and give me hugs. Its great. They also told mom the other day that she couldn't come with me on the cruise ship because they still needed a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Today was crazy hair day at the school and it was a little weird doing it since it has been 3 years since I even considered doing that back in HS. But it was fun seeing all the kids faces as we came into the rooms, they were so excited to see us being crazy with them. Tomorrow is PJ day... now that one isn't hard at all, personally I wish it was PJ day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going to miss these kids after I'm gone. Just subbing or seeing them every few days has been fun, it gives me something to look forward to every morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440337830911183026-3353804874587448962?l=paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3353804874587448962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6440337830911183026&amp;postID=3353804874587448962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3353804874587448962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440337830911183026/posts/default/3353804874587448962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paintingmyfuture.blogspot.com/2009/10/reading-aide-sub.html' title='Reading Aide sub'/><author><name>Drewann Jenkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17518648204901503399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_sAGgVkn4Y/TMcQwbjOXNI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HJqmugDFtFo/S220/IMG_4488.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440337830911183026.post-252398777885057831</id><published>2009-10-18T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:30:17.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyes See the Present, and My Mind Paints the Future</title><content type='html'>So about a year ago or so my mom started her blog and decided to encourage me to write my own blog. Well as you can see that didn't happen, I told her that I had nothing interesting to blog about, I'm not the one to write online about the random stuff I do, from dates to pranks. I was just working hanging out. I told her that when I got serious with someone, engaged, married, maybe I would start one then. Sorry everyone that has not happened. I'm not dating anyone or do I plan on getting married anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I do have a new adventure that I am about to embark on. And if you don't know yet, you'll have to wait just a bit, I want to explain what has got me here in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was in Cosmetology school I thought it would be amazing, awesome to work on a cruise line in the spa. Sadly my instructors felt to discourage this, that you had to go to massive training in London, learn everything over, and that it was not the life that you wanted. Being only a year out of high school, still at home with my family, and not really know what I wanted yet I decided to listen to them and not look into anymore. I got my Cosmo license and worked at a cute little salon here in Logan. After doing that for awhile I felt something in my life missing, that I wasn't getting the life experiences I needed as a young adult.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give college a shot and got into Snow College down in Ephraim, Utah. Oh goodness was that a good time! I loved the people I met and for the most part my classes were great. I loved the time I had down there, although I did learn that as much as loved the college social life, I didn't like college...it wasn't for me. So at the end of the semester with everything I learned and new friends gained, I moved back into my parents in Logan. I took some time to find a new singles/student ward that I liked and Gary soon to be graduating came with me.&lt;br /&gt;I found the ward, they were amazing, so friendly and I was meeting new people, it was like I had a family that in my other student/singles ward I never had but everyone always spoke of. The only thing was that I was still at my parents, and I so wanted to be out on my own again. They were really cracking down in the stake to go to the ward you were suppose to, so as I started looking for an apartment I was trying to find one in the boundaries as I wasn't in them. And then I found it, the best apartment with the best roommates. and I lived there with Emily and Lindsay for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Then for spring break me and my friend Valerie decided to go on a cruise, they were running a great deal and it was being organized so that we were going with a bunch of people from USU so we'd have friends there. It was great, we had so much fun, now that I look back I see that some of the things we did on that trip weren't the smartest, but we survived, you can only do those crazy things as young singles and it truly was fun. But being on that cruise ship reaffirmed to me that I once wanted to be working on one.&lt;br /&gt;As I got home and was back to work I started thinking again my life was in another rut, I had a good paying job but with the way the economy had turned I was getting fewer and fewer hours and I didn't want to be stuck at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MasterCuts&lt;/span&gt; forever so I decided to go back to school and get my Master &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Esthetics&lt;/span&gt; license. For those who don't know that goes along with my Cosmo license but deals more in depth with skin care. I got into school down in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; and only had to go for 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;I moved in with my Aunt and Uncle for the summer and enjoyed almost every minute of school. It was definitely a learning experience. I had planned to stay there all summer except for the few long weekends when I would come home. Well that didn't happen, too much was going on here in Logan and I came home all the time. It was just too much fun. But something happened while I was at school, I let everyone know my plans, to get on a cruise ship spa, and you wanna now what... everyone encouraged me! they were amazing, great and one instructor, Susan was so helpful, she gave me the email of a girl who had done it and was so helpful to tell me how to interview with them, get in contact right away. I am so grateful to her, everything she told me was so helpful.&lt;br /&gt;I finished school with some baggage that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to go into right here and now but it put me in a tight spot, I moved back in with my parents and needed to find a job but didn't want to get into a spa where I was planning on leaving as I had an interview with Steiner on Oct. 1st in Vegas. I had been talking to a lady through email since June or July and it was all set. I had ask all my girlfriends if they wanted to make a girls weekend out of it, but with their school schedules they didn't know what was going on yet so mom was going to fly down with me. It ended up that all my siblings were out of school that week so we made a family vacation out of it and had a ton of fun! It was great.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan was my model for the interview where I had to cut, blow dry, and style her hair. During the presentation they gave all they talked about was going to London to train and how expensive it was going to be, that worried me a little, but it was going to be worth it. When I was talking to them during the trade interview they mentioned Hawaii as a training center as well. I felt really good about the whole thing, but you never know. They said it was going to be 7-10 days till we heard back through email. On the 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I hadn't heard anything so I emailed the lady I had been talking to and she emailed back saying they hadn't gotten the paperwork back from the Vegas interview. What?!?! It had been a week and a half! I was getting frustrated and annoyed, I had jobs come up that I could apply for here, but didn't want to say yes and then back down. It was intense. But on Wednesday the 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2 weeks after the interview I got an email. In it was the great news that I was hired and that i would be going to Hawaii to train! The good thing about going to Hawaii is that it is cheaper, they pay for so much stuff! It was an answer to my prayers! While I go to training for 2-8 weeks I get paid, they pay my way to Hawaii, they reimburse me for my work permits, and then they place me on a ship, possibly in the islands, or anywhere in the world where I will spend 8-9 months, and then I get a 2 week paid vacation and a few more weeks to hang out before I sign up for another contract for 7-8 months. This is my new adventure that I will start in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;In a way its my mission, I had always thought about going, but the timing never works, God says its not time, and ever since I decided to go back to school everything has fallen into place, this is the plan God has in store for me. Its going to be a hard one but I have God to help me through it. As they were talking they said that you become really close with your coworkers, going to the bars and clubs after work and hanging out on land on your day off, right away I"m going to stand out, I like clubs, but no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumpin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grindin&lt;/span&gt; for me, bars are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but I order water and soda. Even being on a cruise I dress a lot differently, way more covered than most. Its going to be a great time, a great learning experience, and I hope to touch the lives of those around. Your prayers are greatly appreciated at this time, I'll keep you updated on where I am and what I'm doing. 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