<?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-18268048</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:00:43.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a wonderful world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-116166056456485916</id><published>2006-10-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:08:11.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I get by with a little help from my friends</title><content type='html'>Some good 'ole fashion fun with the Alumni from the best softball team in the world!!!!  We had a lot of Alumni nights before, when we just graduated, but everyone is going their own ways and moving and all that jazz so this was really fun being able to see everyone again, finally.  Shockingly we were not drunk!  Usually it's a big drunken goofy bash...but now 2 people are pregers, 1 IS a mommy, 2 don't drink (really) 1 actually can't anyways...so we did what we do 2nd best (1st being softball people) which was EAT!  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Alumni2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Alumni2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Alumni6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Alumni6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Alumni5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Alumni5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Alumni3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Alumni3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Alumni1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Alumni1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics of the pre 4th of July party at Beth's townhome.  This is Mia...Beth's little girl...I mean dog :) hehe, Mia looks like a stuffed animal she is soooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/BethMia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/BethMia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4th1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4th1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4th2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4th2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probbaly see...we are getting a bit saucey here :)  Jennifer is going to kill me!! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4th3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4th3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was actually "pre kick out"...well almost.  We got in a big fight with this "I think I am cool because I hang out at 18 yr old bars and I am 45 with a tupee(sp)" guy...ugh he was annoying...and I was NOT in the mood.  Still a sexy pic though, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4th4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4th4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-116166056456485916?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/116166056456485916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=116166056456485916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/116166056456485916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/116166056456485916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-get-by-with-little-help-from-my.html' title='I get by with a little help from my friends'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-115326875553463322</id><published>2006-07-18T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:07:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason's visit to Chicago!</title><content type='html'>So this is "the orb" or "the bean" as Annie called it.  Not sure what the REAL name for it is, but it's definition is FUN!  haha, i'm a nerd.  Anyways, we spent like 2 hours just taking crazy fun pictures at this orb of each other and others, and different angles and pretty much anything you can imagine...well almost :) dirty minds.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/twins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/twins2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/reflection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/reflection.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my personal favorite...I think it came out really really well.  The placement is perfect...must be my art director eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/punch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/punch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/twins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two made up look SUPER skinny...I'll just say, its was niiiice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/skinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/skinny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/skinny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/skinny2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eyebrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eyebrows.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/nerds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/nerds.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/jump.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lean.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Navy Pier!  Jason didn't know this was "the place to be"...duh.  Right when we got there, we were greated by an old friend :) I think I do the whole Pirate thing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/arrrgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/arrrgh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/arrrgh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/arrrgh2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the camera is propped on a cement flower pot...yes, the Rebel has seen and been propped on it all folks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/NavyPierLights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/NavyPierLights.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cold sitting outside, but NO WAIT...2 hour wait inside...so we sucked it up and had us some Shrimp :) OH, and we played the tivia game with Forrest Gump...not too shabby if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/NavyPier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/NavyPier.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/run.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/pinacolada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/pinacolada.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago Blues Festival.  It was fun, but really expensive...everything was bought with tickets, and buying tickets was a rip off because the amount was not the same as the ticket...oh well, we met this crazy retired bird lady whom loved to feed the birds for 9 hours at a time...and OF COURSE, when we were eating and trying to have a conversation...but go ahead crazy bird lady, those birds are more important, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bluesfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bluesfest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the catwalk, oooo yea on the cat walk...ok, not walking, nor posing, but the lighting was so awesome there that we had to get some good pics of ourselves...god, is that vain?  HAHAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/BluesfestivalJason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/BluesfestivalJason.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bluesfestivalUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bluesfestivalUS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bluesfestivalStef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bluesfestivalStef.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/BluesFestival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/BluesFestival.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and marriage, love and marriage, go together like a house and carriage...you know the rest...here is the fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/fountain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another picture taken by my timer while my camera is balancing on something such as a rock, trash can, possibly even a small animal :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/MarriedwChildrenfountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/MarriedwChildrenfountain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J's first major league baseball game!  He still thinks the sausage sandwiches are better at the Iowa Cubs games, HA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/whitesoxJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/whitesoxJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people behind us got kicked out for throwing peanuts at the Cleveland fans, BUT we did find one person still behind us that could take a picture of our cute selves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/whitesoxgm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/whitesoxgm2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, we have to take pictures of ourselves a lot...they are always to the side and crooked...but still pretty damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/whitesoxgm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/whitesoxgm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AhhhhhhAAhhhhhhh...(imagine the music that always plays when you have discovered something holy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/worship5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/worship5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to strike a few poses with the man himself...or his metal counter part :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/worship4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/worship4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/worship3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/worship3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera was on timer on top of a trash can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/worship2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/worship2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played some good defense, but Jordan prevails as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/worship6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/worship6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-115326875553463322?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/115326875553463322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=115326875553463322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/115326875553463322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/115326875553463322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/07/jasons-visit-to-chicago.html' title='Jason&apos;s visit to Chicago!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114988041449289711</id><published>2006-06-09T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:13:34.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Farewell from Captain Jim</title><content type='html'>So our teacher Jim Dyer, held our last class on his 30 ft boat out on Lake Michigan.  It was amazing!  We went out through the river and then on to Lake Michigan from about 630 to 1030 at night...and didnt even talk about advertising!!!!  (well Ian did, but then again, if you know Ian, he did really good..only talked about it 2 times!)  WE had a blast.  Navy Pier had fireworks at 945 that night and they were awesome...Ill get some pics from Annie of those, she went all Pro Photo Girl on us at that time so there are some bad ass shots.  Renee and I "manned" the boat through the locks and push off and docking it again.  We were the only 2 that knew what to do...from our old boating days....well..my parents sold our boat when I was 7 b/c I started getting too expensive...lol&lt;br /&gt;This is me manning the boat...you have to lean over the bow of the boat and grab onto this long rope, HOLD IT, ripping my nadns open...ok ok, not open, but red as hell...then hold the boat there until the lock fills up and you can move on....whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/manning%20the%20boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/manning%20the%20boat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have just yelled at Ian for talking about advertising....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/oh_stef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/oh_stef.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Captain and his frist mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/oh%20captain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/oh%20captain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and I on the front of the boat...we all rode up there mostly, it was awesome out...perfect..little chilly, but the beer kept us warm...and getting delirious from beer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/roomies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/roomies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/beginning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/beginning.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goof ball...Jim told her to put it on...she wore it for a while, but I think she wore it backwards, LOL!!!!  So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/yellow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a Chicago Skyline Sunset....seriously, someone needs to propose with this in the background. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/pretty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss Chicago...a lot...I'll be back, live and work...I can guarantee it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114988041449289711?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114988041449289711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114988041449289711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114988041449289711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114988041449289711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/06/farewell-from-captain-jim.html' title='A Farewell from Captain Jim'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114835540178743770</id><published>2006-05-22T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:30:54.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minne girls in Chi-town...finally!</title><content type='html'>So we had some visitors the other weekend and I am a slow poke to get this all up on here but we had sooooo much fun and we took Annie to her first Karaoke bar and I think got her addicted.  I wish it could have lasted longer, but I guess the world hates people and makes everyone work for 5 days and only play for 2....but I think we got enough playing in those 2 to equal 10!  I miss them!!!!!  Oh and we drunk dialed Anne to tell her little bum Happy Bday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now picking someones nose you dont know is always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/2.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by the cloning center and got ourselves some body doubles...god that was a lame caption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff was singing "Walk the Line" by Johnny Cash and I mean singing...Annie and I got up and started dancing to the song and I think we pissed him off a little it, he takes his karaoke seriously, hehe...I walk the line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have to be a little bit modest here but damn this camera makes my eyes look good!  Giiiiirl, i look goooooooood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/3.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/10.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls met Geoff, a co-worker of mine...he is canadian so it shocking that he is cool (ok ok, thems just jokes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/6.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Damn Dayna was looking all vixen like the whole night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really bright house here in chicago, many florescent lights and leather bound books...smells of mahogany...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have a feeling Anna does not remember why I am upset with her in this picture...well let me tell you a little story...not only did she STEAL the mic away from Annie while we were singing Sweet Caroline, she kicked me in the face with the bathroom door...and not slightly, HARD...so hard that i flew back on to the toilet bowl...yes, lol REEEEAL funny...then she proceeded to giggle...I know, anna giggle?? what???  any who, I was about to cry but i sucked it up and walked out of the bathroom acting as if nothing happened...so if you forgot girl, there you go! hehe...dont worry I only had a bruise on my forehead for like 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful reminission of either "If I could turn back time" from Cher or "Sweet Caroline" from good ole Neil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114835540178743770?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114835540178743770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114835540178743770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114835540178743770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114835540178743770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/05/minne-girls-in-chi-townfinally.html' title='Minne girls in Chi-town...finally!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114611013039625571</id><published>2006-04-26T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:55:30.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubbies!</title><content type='html'>So its 1045, just got home form work at about 930 and still have a BUTT load to do...probbaly b/c one of my bestest friends came into town yesterday and had some FREE CUBS TICKETS...here is the story. :)&lt;br /&gt;Get a text that they are free and we should come...FREAK OUT and one of our bosses hears me who will remain nameless (Steve) and says "bet you wish you could go huh?" and smirks and walks out the room.  So a little freaked out...Renee and I start emailing back and forth...probably about 18 emails in a row trying to get enough courage to ask Kevin, the other main man.  I secretly write a note to Geoff, a guy we work with starting out the note "Shhhhh...." and he laughs at us telling us to ask Kevin.  While I am doing this, Renee is texting Elizabeth asking her what she thinks.  She responds with "He is a Gentle Giant, ask him!" and so we muster up the guts....even get what we want to say ready and ask.  It should have gone "Kevin, would you be ok with Renee and I going to the cubs game and coming back after wards to finsh up work?" but this is not a perfect world and this is how it went "Keeeevvvin?....ummm, ok, so do you think ,I mean would it be ok...well we have these tickets, umm, Ok, can we go to the game?  We will come back." and then I think I threw up.  Anyways, he answer was (amazing might I add) "I dont care where you work or when you work as long as you do good work" then told us to go have fun.  Seriously, I respect this man so much.   &lt;br /&gt;So, we go home, get our t-shirts and flip flops on and even sun screen as you know what happened at the sox game... and we get there...NOT NEEDED.  Our seats were in the shade, lol and we were FREEZING!  BUT, we the tickets were free...free free free and I dont care how cold it was, I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quick pics from the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Carry (sp) statue honoring him, it was cool except these idiots were blocking the writing, grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jennifer!!!!  I had so much fun :) We got our pic taken in front of the, wait, whats it called again? What did you say it was?  Oh yeah, the Baseball Court.  HAHHAAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAAH LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cubs8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cubs8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114611013039625571?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114611013039625571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114611013039625571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114611013039625571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114611013039625571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/04/cubbies.html' title='Cubbies!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114584957961934965</id><published>2006-04-23T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:32:59.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Love :)</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was filled with family galore in Des Moines.  Jason's older brother, Shane got married.  It was a great wedding.  J was in it, but I was practically in it too, I was the babysitter, the discipliner, the errand runner, the candid photographer, the electric slide leader, and then finally, the cute girlfriend to the best boyfriend in the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough with the mushy stuff, it was a great time.  The wedding was about 40 minutes away from our hotel so after the reception this 20 passenger limo picked us all up and drove us around for about 90 minutes and back to the hotel. It was amazing, we were all tanked, and yes...Jasons little 14 yr old brother, Jimmy ended up having his first beer and his first glass of Champagne...it was cute. I asked him if he was feeling tipsy, but he said no...but he stomach was starting to hurt, lol...we told him to stop, btu he wanted to so thats good! The bride and groom were too tired to hang out anymore so we ended up going to Racoon River Brewing Co. and drinking more, eating wonderfully horrible fried foods and playing pool until 2 am...I cheated 2 times while no one was looking, yet we still lost...damn!  OH, and at the hotel, we had a KING size bed...oh god I loved it...this school housing single just isnt cutting it! lol.  The flight was hell, I think I was tipsy when I got up, hung over after the 1st flight, and just outright still DRUNK when I landed in Chicago...it was a weird progression.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 weddings on Memorial Day weekend, my sister and my friend Rachel.  J is going fly to my home town to come with me to all of them and then off to go fishing with dad on Monday...nice little jaunt.  I guess I should work sometime :) hehe, Im working....oh yea and find a job, J and I are officially moving to New Jersey this end of August.  Fun :)!!!  I cant wait...we even talked about getting a dog...an Alaskan Husky!  Ok, well enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything more precious?  Yea, I dont think so.  This is Jasons neice, Addy (Adrian) and those curls are natural...jealous, I know.  She is to die for.  Her older sister Jackie is too, shes coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie getting to have curlers in, look at those eyes...seriously, these girls are going to break some hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower girls.  They did such a good job, I was proud...and they already call me their aunt Stefenie...but then wonder why I am always gone...awwww, tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoochie smoochies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's family and the bride...little bro Jimmy, Dad Gene, Mom Debbie, Older bro Shane, new sis in law Nikki, older sis JJ, Jason, then the three kids are JJ's...names are Jackie, Adrian, and Dristan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Grandma &amp; Grandpa...they call me Sesame, lol, because Grandpa acted like he didnt hear my name when he met me and said "youre dating a girl named sesame!?!?" it was cute and stuck, so I am known as Sesame. hahahaha, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get so lucky?! :) Damn hes fine, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, Naly and Paul...so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed12.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers girls were spinning so I decided to put my photo 1 skills in motion and take an action shot...gold medal Darryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed19.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning after...hehe, I dont think he wants this on here, but its going to be anyways cuz I think its cute!  We were both still drunk...awww, good times, great oldies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/wed13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/wed13.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two are just me being goofy before we went to the movie Silent Hill (weird by the way, but good) because I wanted some cute pics of us not in wedding attire too :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Uswedding2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Uswedding2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Uswedding.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Uswedding.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114584957961934965?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114584957961934965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114584957961934965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114584957961934965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114584957961934965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/04/wedding-love.html' title='Wedding Love :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114549633404332560</id><published>2006-04-19T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:25:34.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Sox 4 Blue Jays 2 MLB baseball gms for me 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c53.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c52.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c54.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and Renee on the way into the bad ass stadium with many names :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c56.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c55.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c57.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c60.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c63.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annies 1st Baseball game hot dog (althought she DID get a Kosher one...nerd)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c61.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had seats in left center bleachers, seriously awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c59.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c62.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...the end result of the GREAT day!!!!  Considering I have not seen sun in 6 months, this burn is not that bad.  It did turn purple and peal like crazy and I have a wedding to go to this weekend...but ya know...I got me some aloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/burn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/burn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/burn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/burn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114549633404332560?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114549633404332560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114549633404332560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114549633404332560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114549633404332560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/04/white-sox-4-blue-jays-2-mlb-baseball.html' title='White Sox 4 Blue Jays 2 MLB baseball gms for me 2'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114549555281850449</id><published>2006-04-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T18:14:40.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet temporary home</title><content type='html'>Here are a bunch of random photos of Chicago.  There are a few of our house, our neighborhood and then our house warming party.  We invited our agency people and had a pretty big turn out.  We decorated like nerds and Renee even made this AMAZING mango salsa.  I would have to say, YES Hadrian's Wall did not represent in the beginning, we only had 1 person come to the party, but I will tell you, we CLOSED the night out!  It was everyone else...gone or alseep, Renee, Geoff and I staggering home from the bar, ha!  The Wall prevails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, Chicago's neighborhoods look a lot like Amsterdam...besides the Kmart's, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house warming party!  We decorated with the Brazilian Reindeer and the mini shopping cart!!  LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, but a little scary.  Yes, a wonderfully new way of Guerilla advertising, but seriously...Background check!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is known as Heroine Triangle or Viagra Triangle...sooooo many homeless live here, that is an oxymoron :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/c1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114549555281850449?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114549555281850449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114549555281850449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114549555281850449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114549555281850449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/04/home-sweet-temporary-home.html' title='Home sweet temporary home'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114521430762601451</id><published>2006-04-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:05:07.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>So I look back at some of my entries from last quarter and I realize that I know I have been upset and angry and sad before, but I have always had people around me or sports to take my mind off of the feelings of being depressed.  Even in the hardest breakup/relationship I have had, I always had something else in my mind that took over so I didn't feel "depressed."  This was a blessing.  I say this because I have never experienced the true feelings of depression until last qtr.  I have never really felt hopeless and helpless until last qtr.  I have never REALLY been able to empathize (sp) with anyone about being depressed until last qtr.  And the thing that makes it ok...the thing that makes being down and out and hating the world ok at random times is the friends who stand by you and who care.  It doesn't matter if they were in the same city, state, or even country as me.  I look back and see how much support I have no matter how I feel or what I need and this alone makes me know that I can fall (because people do and always will at some point) and not worry about falling alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to thank any specific people/persons because the great thing about this is that it was many people at many different times always trying to show support and help in their own way and for this I want to tell you all that I love you tons and even if I didnt seem to respond or it seemed like I didnt care...I did.  Everything that was said to me and told to me and given to me...it helped more than you will ever know.  So thank you for being a friend.  True friends show through in good times and bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a side note to J.  I know I put you through hell and I know there were times things were said that never should have been and were said out of pain and hurt.  It means so much to me that you didnt break.  You held strong and stuck by my side while I battled through my breakdown.  This shows me your love is real and not just during the good times.  This shows me you are not only the love of my life, but truely my best friend.  Thank you and I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114521430762601451?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114521430762601451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114521430762601451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114521430762601451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114521430762601451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114108869875862278</id><published>2006-02-27T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:04:58.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Banksy!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, I am soooooo excited!  Shelley found more Banksy's and gave them to me :) hehe, well I MADE her give them to me...she has no officially beat me in the "finding Banksy" game...damn her.  BUT, either way I still get to have the pics in my collection so I am ok with it!!  Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksyratsign.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksyratsign.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lookingat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lookingat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksymystery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksymystery.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksyrat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksyrat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksythugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksythugs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksywabit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksywabit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114108869875862278?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114108869875862278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114108869875862278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114108869875862278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114108869875862278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-banksy.html' title='More Banksy!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114049411276248031</id><published>2006-02-20T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:55:12.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmichael Lynch 2!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I know everyone was waiting, lol...either way, its like a scrap book for me :)  More Carmichael Lynch Decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This represents Radio advertising.  Sitting on your front porch hearing the radio with now other form of media or human beings in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's pretty much a boys club, this is where a lot of the guys scream obsenities and talk about women while playing a great game of foose ball :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this part of the 7th floor creative section.  They have a bunch of fridge doors hanging on the walls because when you were a kid and you did some art work, your mom would put it on the door...so all the great work that gets done gets put on the fridge doors...my stuff is all over it...KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fishbowl...well they are both Fish bowls...one with real fish and one where Adris and Tristan usually sit (other interns).  Its actually called the Thunder dome and Monique and I found out it really was not sound proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th floor decor, its to represent the new age of advertising...like all the technology happening, the TV's reflect on to the walls and all, its nuts.  Most of them dont like this one, I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main lobby of the Creative floor (7) and this is usually where I sit (at one of the tables) and work b/c we get kicked out of all the other areas, all the time, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cml5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cml5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it!  I might take a few more of the Greenhouse decor...the basement where we are suppossed to be at...well its freezing and there is no where to sit, BUT its really creatively decorated and fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114049411276248031?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114049411276248031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114049411276248031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114049411276248031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114049411276248031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/carmichael-lynch-2.html' title='Carmichael Lynch 2!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114041049693799171</id><published>2006-02-19T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:41:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night...oh what a night</title><content type='html'>Well, my week/weekend was filled with all sorts of great news and fun which I really needed because lately I had been out of sorts with a lot of stuff and I think I am finally getting back into being me.  This is of course until I have to pack up and leave again leaving behind all thats new and finally soaking in...but really, this time I think the only thing that will be the hardest is not being able to see J as much and leaving behind Monique, my partner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had 4 of my great and wonderful, loving, gorgeous friends come in to town this past weekend.  Friday night they arrived late so we all just hung out and talked and gossiped until about 130 am.  Sat we got up early, and all got ready in 1 and a half hours...yes 5 people, showered and all!  We went to the Mall of America.  I spent $112 at H &amp; M...got me 5 shirts, 1 pants, and 1 hat...nice work by me....but I am soooo glad I didnt really know how to get there before because I would have spent waaaaaay too much money every weekend..week day..minute...at H &amp; M if I would have known, lol.  After this we all ate slighty healthy since we are all on diets, lol...not kidding, and its nice to have 4 friends who are dieting and can hold you accountable and bitch and moan with you!  lol.  We went to IKEA...ok, Id like to get stuck there one night and have to sleep in one of the many amazing little set ups...I LOVED IT!  I bought myself a "lazy susan" and an art eisle (sp) frame holder thingy.  I have to call it a mini susan though because Jennifer seems to think that lazy susans are ONLY in kitchen corners and are as big as cabinets...lol.  Well, me and my mini susan love it in this little cozy apartment...which oddly enough felt HUGE when they were here and now feels a bit lonely again :(  We ended up going to Hard Rock Cafe in downtown (going off the diet) which was nice and wonderful for a night...and drinking Pickeled Tinks...best drink I have EVER tasted in my life!  We were planning on going out, but 1-after eating everything on the menu we all were dieing and feeling fat 2-Beth got the flu :(  I felt so bad for her...she kept telling us to go, but NO!  We do not leave anyone behind!  We hung out more and had some girlie time which was wonderful...and stinky...lol.  We even got so delirious that we ended up singing most of our words and even the good night sweetheart sing from 3 men and a little baby...love that show.  Sunday was the day for them to pack up and leave me :( but I had a great weekend with them and I am glad they came.  Next weekend J is coming :) yay!!!  After that my parents are coming with my sister Chris...my mom is leaving for Cabo Mexico with her sister for 3 weeks...my dads a bit annoyed, I think he is jealous.  hehe.  Schools almost over, yes...I really want it to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after they all left I ended up watcing TV for ever...and I mean forever, I didnt move an inch...well maybe to pee, but thats it.  I watched the movie, Under the Tuscan Sun.....oh my god...I LOVE it.  I want to move to Tuscany, I want a wedding in my back yard in Italy, I want polish men fixing up and ruining my house...and most of all, I want to see a cute little old man giving flowers to the love of his life everyday!!!!  Oh, I wish my life was a movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/under_the_tuscan_sun_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/under_the_tuscan_sun_lrg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not seen this movie, you have to.  It will make you cry, especially the beginning...damn men always screwing with peoples heads, grrrrr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of men...my best friend and my sister both got engaged this past week!!!!   My best friend Becky has been dating my best guy friend Jake since junior yr in HIGH SCHOOL and they finally got engaged on Valentines day...it was a whole production and he did a great job!!  My sister got engaged this Wed morning in Cancun out on the balcony of their condo...I know, rough huh?  I have not seen the ring yet, but this guy owns like half the world, lol...Im sure its huge and she deserves it and I like him a lot :) He is already part of the family anyways, but now its official.  I think he even asked my dad b/c my dad called me telling me to call my sis soon, then I said, you cant keep secrets, and he said, I didnt tell you anything!  Oh dad.  I tried on a wedding ring this weekend...it was cute, but nothing I wanted, the place wasnt "my type" of place to be trying on rings...little non real to me...It seemed like costumre jewelry, lol, but it was fun.  I tried them on with one friend Beth who is terrified of getting married, lol, and one friend Becky (not the one who is engaged) who is pretty much married...well will be soon enough :)What a combo we made...I was ok for like 20 minutes then I got all hot and bothered...lol.  Im such a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow our NWA stuff goes to client, and if it gets rejected, which I am sure it will (cant get the hopes up anymore..I am like 0 for 7 on things going to client in the last 2 qtrs) you can see it on my site.  Then its off to the stupid Harley Race Ads...dumb, Im serious, dumb.  Then Jason is coming this thurs night until Monday evening!!!!  I hope his car makes it!!! :)HA!  Oh, I have found a song that WILL be in my wedding some time in my life time...I want to tell everyone so they dont steal it...just dont steal it ok....its by Iron and Wine and its called Such Great Heights....I think Postal Service did a cover of it...but theirs sucks, this one rocks.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114041049693799171?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114041049693799171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114041049693799171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114041049693799171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114041049693799171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-nightoh-what-night.html' title='Sunday night...oh what a night'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-114011736379949218</id><published>2006-02-16T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:16:03.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmichael Lynch Decor :)</title><content type='html'>I decided to finally get these pics up of where I work so people could see the coolness that is Carmichael Lynch.  I have a lot more, and probably better ones, but this will have to do for now, I got work to do people!!&lt;br /&gt;Each floor has a different "theme" of a method of advertising...oddly enough, I dont have the floor I work on's picture...it would have been Radio advertising.  Here are some others, I might be a bit shady on a few of them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billboard Advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These screens move and look as if peole are being observed in their every day lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor or newspaper advertising, not sure, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Account Planners because they are considered "black suits" because they are a lot of the behind the scenes people and usually creatives dont want them around, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room to show off basically, its where you enter from the walk way and you see all their award winning stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission Statement in the show off room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there are tons more and for some reason I cant find those pics...keep checking...you know you want too...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-114011736379949218?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/114011736379949218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=114011736379949218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114011736379949218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/114011736379949218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/carmichael-lynch-decor.html' title='Carmichael Lynch Decor :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113963102093343236</id><published>2006-02-10T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:10:20.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd and 4th on my list</title><content type='html'>Ok, not that I am thinking about getting married any time soon...but there had only been 1 wedding dress I actually liked since I was a freshman in college...I tore it out of a magazine and I have kept it since....so anyways, every day I walk to work by Marshal Fields there are wedding dresses lining the windows smacking every single woman in the face, thanks, lol...but, there is one, the 2nd from the door...I cant stop staring at...I am deeply in love with it...I cant even explain it...its too perfect to explain...I will take a picture for you all...I take 5 minutes out of every day to hang out with my dress...seriously, the permanent bums on the corner of the street could probably agree with me...I stare at it, think of myself in it, and then smile...having a great day for about the next 20 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I looked up on their website to find it, but I could not :( I will have to go in a try it on!!! YA!!!! So I did find this one...this was the ONLY designer I even slightly liked that was on their site and this dress is gorgeous.  Imagine me in it with a rock on my had and Jason on my side...hehe :)  but do remember, it is the 3rd and 4th on my list...oh just imagine what the other 2 look like!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/disanto3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/disanto3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/disanto5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/disanto5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea....will someone marry me? please? now? lol. (its just a wedding "bug", it will come and go...kinda like the baby bug)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113963102093343236?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113963102093343236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113963102093343236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113963102093343236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113963102093343236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/3rd-and-4th-on-my-list.html' title='3rd and 4th on my list'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113926435515727505</id><published>2006-02-06T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T14:19:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My plane crashed</title><content type='html'>Ok...I had a horrible dream last night.  I dreampt that I was looking out the window of a plane and the clouds suddenly went from horizontal to vertical and the plane was plumiting to the ground.  I was holding a little blankey (like when you were a kid) and I was really calm.  I remember feeling the seatbealt tighten up and hold me as I reached for my cell phone.  I dialed my parents house number and told them I loved them and to let Jason know I love him.  I remember trying frantically to dial Jason's number but my fingers couldn't hit the right keys.  I was not scared, just stiff I guess.  Everyone around me was screaming.  I woke up wishing it was time to wake up...but no, it was 4:08 am...ugh.  Here is my interrpretation from www.dreammoods.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airplane Crash&lt;br /&gt;To dream that a plane crashes, suggests that you have set overly high and unrealistic goals for yourself. Your goals may be too high and are impossible to realize. You are in danger of having it come crashing down. Alternatively, your lack of confidence, self-defeating attitude and self-doubt toward the goals you have set for yourself is represented by the crashing airplane; you do not believe in your ability to attain those goals. Loss of power and uncertainty in achieving your goals are also signified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand most of this stuff because last night I was really frusterated with a lot of stuff and was being a pretty big debbie downer about certain parts of my life...next qtr, losing weight, etc...BUT I do think whom ever decided to make it OK to dream of plumiting to your own death inside a metal tube to show yourself you need to stop being down, needs to be shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113926435515727505?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113926435515727505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113926435515727505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113926435515727505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113926435515727505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-plane-crashed.html' title='My plane crashed'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113899837452262610</id><published>2006-02-03T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T12:26:14.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW the puppies fake owner</title><content type='html'>Yes you are reading correctly...these puppies are FRAUD!!!!   This is a FAKE EMAIL!!!!  And to think I was going to get one for me, my brother, AND my parents...UGH!  I am baffled...SCREW THIS PERSON!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I think I'll put the faux "seller" of the puppies to sleep, NOT the puppies....ohhhhh, I am soooo dissappointed in the world...sick freaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113899837452262610?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113899837452262610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113899837452262610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113899837452262610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113899837452262610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/screw-puppies-fake-owner.html' title='SCREW the puppies fake owner'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113883403170317997</id><published>2006-02-01T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T14:47:11.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banksy!!!</title><content type='html'>Here are the only Banksy's I could find (or others found and sent to me) in London, minus one...I can't find the smiley face soldier...grrrr.  Send me any you see anywhere in Europe...its like a scavenger hunt, you don't know where they are and the graffiti artist does them at night with stencils he makes...check it out...Google "Banksy" and I think its like www.banksy.com...but it might be .co.uk.  My friend Patrice got me into it and now I can't stop!!!  LOVE HIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/CD%20COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/CD%20COVER.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/babyfacebanksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/babyfacebanksy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bigratbanksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bigratbanksy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/girlbanksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/girlbanksy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/gunbanksy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/gunbanksy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113883403170317997?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113883403170317997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113883403170317997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113883403170317997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113883403170317997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/banksy.html' title='Banksy!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113881273534496603</id><published>2006-02-01T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:52:15.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPIES!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I had to put these pictures on here...they are FREE puppies and if they dont get homes, they will be PUT DOWN :(  I am really sad and I am going to save one and get it for my parents.  If anyone wants one, let me know!!!  They are sooooo cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(some type of Golden Retriever and maybe a lab...not sure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image0031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113881273534496603?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113881273534496603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113881273534496603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113881273534496603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113881273534496603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/02/puppies.html' title='PUPPIES!!!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113807886346713586</id><published>2006-01-23T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:01:03.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>venting</title><content type='html'>As I sit here, once again, crying to myself while doing comps I wonder why I am where I am.  I wonder about other paths I had in my life I decided to not go down.  Would I have been happier?  Would I be getting paid?  Would I be crying?  I cant answer these questions, but I can't stop thinking about them.  It can't be healthy for someone to feel constant sadness and as lonely as I feel, can it?  Sometimes I tell myself I can quit and things will turn out ok, but then I tell myself I need to make something out of what I have devoted the last 2 years of my life to because you never know when you will be taking care of yourself.  I just wish I didn't care about people and emotions so much.  I really think I might be a happier person if I didn't care about people so much because caring about people and what they say or do or where they are....and worst of all where they arent and what they dont say or do, seems to really affect my life.  There are times when I just decide to curl up and not do anything for hours on end and just cry or zone out to try and not feel my loneliness...and I think this is pathetic.  I feel I am quite pathetic at times letting things like this affect me, but I can't stop it.  I can act like some things don't bother me, and quite frankly most things don't, but deep down inside a lot of stuff is sitting there waiting to come out in tears and when they start flowing, they don't stop.  I hate the fact that I have no one to talk to.  I can't call anyone by the time I have a break down because its past 1030 and most of my friends are asleep, my parents would just freak out, and J is usually out...plus I lean on him too much.  I think so myself, if I just decided NOT to make any friends anymore, would it be easier leaving so much?  I mean I get sad seeing names on my Ichat list for petes sake!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this helps...I read back and see how dumb half of it sounds, but its self medication, so I deal with it.  back to hybridcenter.org...yay One Show, blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113807886346713586?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113807886346713586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113807886346713586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113807886346713586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113807886346713586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/venting.html' title='venting'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113787700809007937</id><published>2006-01-21T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T12:56:48.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut &lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much &lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed 'cause you came around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home? &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I channeled all your pain &lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane &lt;br /&gt;All I can say is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut &lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much &lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once &lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice &lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down &lt;br /&gt;But you never realized &lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand &lt;br /&gt;Compassion's in my nature &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;You shoulda' never come around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home? &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand &lt;br /&gt;I left my heart open &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life &lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has nothing to do with my new love :), its just one that I found that fit exactly what I felt/was/did in the past.  Why didn't I discover it then!!??!?!  come on Papa Roach, get with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113787700809007937?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113787700809007937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113787700809007937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113787700809007937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113787700809007937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/scars.html' title='Scars'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113773146602143670</id><published>2006-01-19T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:31:06.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impaler</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am baffled and intrigued at the same time.  Google Johnathan Sharkey.  He is actaully known as Johnathan "The Impaler" Sharkey and he is running for GOVERNOR for the state of Minnesota.  Ok, cool you say... big deal...well, he is a VAMPIRE.  Yes, a VAMPIRE.  You need to read about him, he says he will publically impale every murderer and child molester on the front lawn of the city hall if elected and plans on running for president of the USA someday.  He also has a real life doner(sp), his wife...he sinks his teeth into her neck and sucks her blood.  Read about it, it is so morbidly interesting I cant help but be infatuated with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/vampire.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/vampire.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he looks like :) hehe...but seriously, this is a true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113773146602143670?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113773146602143670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113773146602143670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113773146602143670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113773146602143670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/impaler.html' title='The Impaler'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113712754711862335</id><published>2006-01-12T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:45:47.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things aren't right and i can't stop them from happening.  I dont like that feeling...I need control and I can't seem to get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113712754711862335?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113712754711862335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113712754711862335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113712754711862335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113712754711862335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-arent-right-and-i-cant-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113712081174190573</id><published>2006-01-12T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:53:31.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when does the time come when its mine?  when do I get to feel it and be it and love it? why is it always anothers when i love so hard?  stopping, its all i can do to smother my inner pain. I fake it well, yes, I am happy, yes things are great, why does my heart hurt so bad if i feel so fine?  there is something in me that is telling me to stay and something in me that is making my staying hurt.  why cant i control it? i hate not being in control of things, I am me, I am in control, but this outweighs anything I have ever known.  It's all suffocating me right now and i dont know where to turn, who to tell, what to do...everyday it's the same pain...why won't it stop.  ill go numb...freeze my emotions and pain by blanking it out....act once again like I am fine, deal with it, hide it, kill it, anything to make me stay afloat...anything to make my mind wander away from it for just a split second of non confusion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113712081174190573?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113712081174190573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113712081174190573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113712081174190573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113712081174190573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-does-time-come-when-its-mine-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113683301150472787</id><published>2006-01-09T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T10:56:51.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>minneapolis=parking hell</title><content type='html'>So this morning I get up at 7 and I am dilly dallying around because I have a lot of time to get beautiful and since I already am 98% of the time, its not that hard to get ready :) (hey, i needed that compliment to myself after this morning I had).  I think to myself, I will walk in the sky ways today to see if I can find work from my apt (about 8 blocks down and 3 blocks over...I dont do north east south...blah, I go my landmarks, passed down to me by my mom).  I take a bit longer than I thought I would an dI have an extra 7.50...ok, its ALL I have, so I decide I can drive and Ill park behind in the Target Center lot today and walk tomorrow.  I get these cute little shoes on, pitterpatter out to my car, or may I say, where my car used to be and stop dead in my tracks.  It's gone.  Kaa-poot.  "Son of a bitch" is the first thing out of my mouth as I turn right back around and walk up to my apt.  I ended up changing into my London Diesel shoes so I could walk to work.  I am not complaining about the walk, its really not that far, but when your scarf and your gloves are IN the car that is AT the impound lot and it is 10 degrees and snowy out....its frigging cold.  So I say to myself, "it's ok, the skyway is here at the hyatt, 2 blocks from me apt, ill get in there and be fine."  ARe you friggin kidding me?  No, the Hyatt is there, but if any one of you can show me a DOOR to get IN TO the Hyatt, I will give you 2 million dollars...yes I understand maybe it was on the other side, but when the Hyatt is a city block wide and covers 4 blocks you dont know where the other side is!!!  So I say screw the sky ways, I will walk there on the street.  I was the only one walking the streets besides the bums and the delivery men. Want to know why????  Because its CRAZY to walk the streets of an iced over hell like Minneapolis downtown.  Well, $8 cab ride to the lot, $138 impound ticket, and 2 parking tickets later, I have my car :) Thank god for credit cards because we all know the Loan refund check is NEVER dependable....boooooooo to that.  Oddly enough, I was slightly giggling about this all and it really didnt bother me....i mean yes the money bothers me, but the whole story...its just flat out funny to me.  I did find myself a post office and sent my stuff to the big UK and am now in the comfort of the freezing greenhouse at Carmicheal lynch....ironic isnt it?  The greenhouse is freezing.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Lena%20Mini%20Tow%20Truck%2001227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Lena%20Mini%20Tow%20Truck%2001227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only this was the real tow truck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113683301150472787?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113683301150472787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113683301150472787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113683301150472787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113683301150472787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/minneapolisparking-hell.html' title='minneapolis=parking hell'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113678141035602570</id><published>2006-01-08T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:36:50.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years 06 at the Embassy</title><content type='html'>So this New Years we went to the Embassy Sweets night.  They had a balloon drop at midnight, 2 bands, a DJ room, hotel rooms with all the beer you want to bring in, food and all that jazz.  It was fun as ever.  I got to be with my bestest friends ever and my boy, how perfect is that!!!  We tried to take pics before we all got wasted, but we ended up sneaking in a few drunked crazy ones too, it was such a good time.  &lt;br /&gt;Me and My baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Jay (I introduced them, hehe) whom are going to more than likely get married next new years!!!!  CANT WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Beth, Me, and Becky...like the back drop...lol, its like a prom :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Amy, Katy (top row) Beth, Me, Becky (bottom row)  We are not that drunk yet, although this game we played in our cute little outfits certainly got us tanked pretty quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, 2 pics of almost the same thing, but I had to put them both, they are soo cute :)!!!!  WE never got to go to a prom or a dance so we needed some type of formal picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and Joe, adorable of course!!!  I think the ball had dropped and we were now just drinking for no reason :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy and her date Bobby, he was a nice guy...doesnt he look like the football announcer for the college games?? I cant remember his name, but seriously, he looks like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, Becky, Me, Beth and Amy....yes, we are getting a bit more wasted, but of course, STILL hot as ever!!! (Beth, where did you get that shirt at???...oh yea , Miami when you came to see me and you loved every minute of it!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and Joe again...yes I think its time to go to bed now...well at least them, hehe :)!!!!!  We had to have a little porn on New Years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next two we wanted to act goofy so here you go :) (still gorgeous I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/image012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113678141035602570?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113678141035602570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113678141035602570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113678141035602570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113678141035602570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-06-at-embassy.html' title='New Years 06 at the Embassy'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113676037720703490</id><published>2006-01-08T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T14:46:17.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea please :)</title><content type='html'>We finally made it to Tea the sunday before I left.  We went to the Park Lane Hotel for afternoon tea that ended up lasting 4 hours!!!!  It was really fun though, I can see why people do it.  It was a bit expensive though, but for one time in my life ot have real Brittish Tea, it was worht it and I loved the company.  My new favorite tea is Pear something....I forgot, Erica do you remember?  or Jenn?  What did we have???  damn..oh well.  It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the glamourous Tea place was this smutty red phone booth, lol...with some lovely pictures and ads all over it and in it...and I think it smelled like piss inside, back to the real world, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tea8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tea8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113676037720703490?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113676037720703490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113676037720703490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113676037720703490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113676037720703490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/tea-please.html' title='Tea please :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113675938115110125</id><published>2006-01-08T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T14:29:41.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little bit left of london :)</title><content type='html'>I forgot to put some of these pics up from London, this was our last night together :( and it was a fun one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica is jammin' with the Jamaican Santa Claus....wow is all I can say, hwo ODD does this santa look!!?!?!?  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lastday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lastday2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clue why I like this, but it was cute.  A wishing well next to the line you wait in to see Santa...so just in case Santa doesnt give you everything you want, throw a penny in the well and get a little extra help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lasyday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lasyday3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We write on the wall your last day in London and we were really creative and since we were the 4th quarter...yes, 4 quarters...1 dollar...get it!?!??! lol.  It was really sad actaully, we all just got to close in the end and I wish it was that way the whole time...its really taking a tole on me meeting all these people and getting a life going and then up and leaving 3 months later...its tough.  Worth it, but tough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lastday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lastday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus Jenn Chen, Ned, Nora, and Taylor, this was the group in London.  Alex, Sara, Erica, Me, Jenn, Patrice, and Anne.  We are in the agency pub, in the middle of the agency is this court yard and the place is called the Pregnant Man...its pretty cool, very posh though, kinda cold...but cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lastday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lastday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113675938115110125?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113675938115110125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113675938115110125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113675938115110125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113675938115110125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-bit-left-of-london.html' title='little bit left of london :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113643759396783678</id><published>2006-01-04T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:06:33.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota the Land of 10,000 One Ways</title><content type='html'>Ok so I dont nee to explain much here, its my apartment, a studio, pretty nice, smaller, but more homey except that I have to inflate my bed every night I get back from work...no plopping down on that baby after a hard day :)  The only thing else added to my apt will soon be a TV since I get free cable (YAY) and possbily a florr lamp and the closet will of course be all set up and arranged, I dont have any hangers nor money to buy any hangers and I did just get a ticket for parking in a permit zone for $34....idiots.  I need a permit, probably get another ticket tonight cuz the permit will be bought tomorrow, but I parked behind a BIG truck in hopes those ticket cops wont find me....wwwwhaaaahahahahwwwhhaaahhahaah (evil laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like everything so far...ok, im lieing.  I drove down 3 one ways the WRONg way, went FLAT out THROUGH 2 red lights cuz their lights are not ABOVE the streets, they are on the sides and when you are looking for street signs you dont see lights...ugh...got honked at and flipped off 2 times already and one parking ticket.  Thats all in a day and a half.  The only reason I could find my school is because it is around the corner from Gay 90's night club and a cop station.  Carmicheal Lynch is cool, I like everyone there so far and we get to work on Harley which rocks, but no free lunch...:(, kinda miss London right now.  BUT, I am closer to everyone at home and J and I do have Beau here to hang out with tons and tons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/mn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/mn5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW COME VISIT ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(i have an indoor pool, hot tub, and sauna)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113643759396783678?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113643759396783678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113643759396783678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113643759396783678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113643759396783678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/minnesota-land-of-10000-one-ways.html' title='Minnesota the Land of 10,000 One Ways'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113643685469628511</id><published>2006-01-04T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:54:14.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Iowa</title><content type='html'>It was wonderful being home for Christmas, but it flew by so fast I felt like I didnt even get to really celebrate it and all.  I think it was because I wasnt near my family and all during Dec or for the majority of it so it never really felt like the season, but it was fun and I spent Xmas eve with J and his family where we had to wear crazy nicknamed shirts and reindeer hats for a photo shoot, they are funny.  J spent Xmas with me (so after the 3 hr drive to my house on xmas eve we got there at like 330am) we DIDNT go to church, lol.  We did do our gifts that early morning and both were very pleased with each other :)  You will see what I mean in a minute. :)!!!  The fam was fun and crazy as ususal.  We had a lot of new comers this year.  My sister Debbie and her soon to be fiance Dave and his daughter Carliegh and then my Brother Steve and his soon to be fiance Cissy and her 3 kids Aaron, Aman, and Amari and then Steves son Logan.  It was a full house.  I cant believe how OLD my nephews and nieces are getting....does this make me REALLY old???  or did it make me a really YOUNG aunt to begin with :)!  It didnt snow, which sucked, but it was still wonderful and I am so happy J spent it with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this next pic is the amazing gift J bought me (god I love him) along with the friends season 2 DVDS(already got me season1 for the bday) and Very Sexy perfume from Vic Secrets....he already knew I was very sexy, but its added fun.  So this necklace is the vintage 1920's style and is 1/3 ct.   LOVE IT SOOOOOO MUCH (and, I catch him staring at me wearing it some times, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/necklace.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J and my oldest brother Tom muttering smart ass comments under their breath...they get along sooooo well (making fun of me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas12.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas12.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas4.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas7.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aman and Amari playing with the trucks they got...glad they found them because who ever gave them the noisey sirened cars is going to suffer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas10.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Ryan (my nephew) good choice of CD!!!  Much better than that Chingy crap you wanted last year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas8.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life right here...my long haired hottie... so far he has been called Bono from U2, Wolverine, and I called him Marky Mark from the recent movie 4 Brothers!  HA!  whatever he is, he is mine!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas11.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas9.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is a bit upset cuz my neice Riley got to go first....we go youngest to oldest...she beat him by a year :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas1.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Steve, 2 of the 5 brothers...yes I said 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas5.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad in the morning...he bought he diamond earings and she was flabbergasted...she went out and got doubled pierced so she can wear them ALL the time and still have her "danglies" and if you all know my mom...you TOTALLY just heard her voice (or my impression of it) when I said "danglies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley, love those blue eyes...where did you get those from...oh yes, your Auntie Stefe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas2.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs...we have such a big family we need to use the WHOLE house...and im not kidding...when I get rich as ever Ill buy them a new one of host it at my mansion, but for now...we have a 6 room Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas6.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113643685469628511?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113643685469628511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113643685469628511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113643685469628511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113643685469628511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-in-iowa.html' title='Christmas in Iowa'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113426958328236601</id><published>2005-12-10T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:53:03.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia Send off :)</title><content type='html'>Well, my past weekend in London, :( how sad.  I can't believe I have been here for 11 weeks already...it seems like just yesterday Anne, Jenn and I were walking in to the flat in awe because of the big red couch and the small little appliances....it just flew by.  I actually seem to have more room in my suitcase coming back!  So my last weekend has so far lead off with a good bye pub crawl to Patrice and Nora on Friday night along with some final Thai Metro noodles.  Sat. a little shopping and returning and exchanging any last gifts or personal purchases...and for me, buying even more stuff :) at Oxford Circus.  I love that place.  Bought 2 more pairs of jeans and a shirt....this is of course to wear home because our washer and dryer broke and NONE of us can do our laundry.  Yes, one whole suitcase it dedicated to dirty smelly laundry, hello bag searchers :)  I felt really bad for Sara, her stuff was stuck IN the machine for about 5 days...ugh.  Anyways, we attempted to get to the Jack the Ripper tour at 6, well when I say attempt I mean Erica got talking to her boyfriend, Jenn was checking her email (and napping), and I was passing out on the couch while typing.  Anee decided to take the initiative and set up High Tea for tomorrow while we all sloffed off :).  Well we missed the tour, but thats ok, Im a bit sick anyways.  We ended up going to Narnia at 930 and oh my lord can I tell you how amazing that movie is...I want to go to Narnia, I think I will tonight, but really, I need ot read these books, its got me feening for more...and speaking of feening...I was told this is not a word...Jenn Raub, you are the human dictionary, tell me if "feening" for something is not real please!!  I think it is.  So anyways I am feening for the next Narnia movie...but I do thin I want the books for xmas maybe.  Got home around midnight and decided to pack, yes odd, but the people upstairs decided to have an all night rave so as I pack I turn on Dido and get a snip of Techo and House music from above, great combo.  I think I've got it all covered though.  Enough space even, pretty happy about that.  Tomorrow will be a final trip to Camden Town to get a few gifts, possibly H &amp; M quickly :) and then at 4 Anne, Jenn, Sara, Erica, and I are going to High Tea in Green Park at this 1920's style Hotel.  I will take some pics so you will see what comes of it, but I am really excited.  It IS 22 pounds, but it's London...you HAVE to do high tea in London!!!  Erica and I leave Monday am together, that will be really nice to have a travel buddy, but I am NOT looking forward to all my suitcases...lol.  Well, I wanted to add in some final pics I really love.  Here are a few from Speakers Corner and Colombia Rd Flower Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Speakers Corner.  The rule is you can only come on sundays from 10-2 and you HAVE to be on something 6 inches off of the holy ground.  But you cannot speak any blasphemy about the royal family or the Queen and I think there is another rule too, but this is a place for anyone who wants to, to be able to express themselves and their views and opinions on pretty much anything and everything.  It was really cool listening to them especially listening to all the people who talk back to them and with them.  Its all very civil, but there are cops there in case.  some people come and just stand to prove their points.  Very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/speak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/speak1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/speak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/speak.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/speak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/speak2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Columbia Road Flower Market.  I got sooooo many amazing pics here, but these are just a few I really enjoy.  The little girl was a doll!  This is where the imfamous "head" incident happen at....if you need to, read back a month or so, you will get what I am saying.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/ColRd.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/ColRd.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/colrd1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/colrd1.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/colrd2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/colrd2.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/colrd3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/colrd3.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/colrd4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/colrd4.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next pic was taken in the basement of Top Shop on Dec 1st.  We went shopping that night and they stayed open to support AIDS until midnight and had celeb visits and games and food and all that fun stuff, I bought 135 pounds of clothing, but I think 30% of it went to AIDS funding so Im ok with it!  Either way, Kelly O came to support the cause and sang in the basement, we were literally 15 feet form her.  She is actually pretty cute and normal acting in real life.  I think I might buy her CD.  I liked the song and a half we heard.  Yes, it was about 11 pm and we had to go back to work that night..UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/KellyOsbourne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/KellyOsbourne.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got the pics from Jenns bday party.  Oh wow, it was a great time.  Some good music too (non london style for a change, hehe) so they will come soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO see Narnia!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113426958328236601?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113426958328236601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113426958328236601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113426958328236601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113426958328236601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/12/narnia-send-off.html' title='Narnia Send off :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113408519883433382</id><published>2005-12-08T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:39:58.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>3 people I would like to see take this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Anne (yea right, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Erica&lt;br /&gt;Jenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113408519883433382?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113408511273491955</id><published>2005-12-08T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:38:32.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Time :)</title><content type='html'>3 names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;Stefenie&lt;br /&gt;Stef&lt;br /&gt;Queenie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 screen names I have:&lt;br /&gt;StefeQ19&lt;br /&gt;MLLRTME19&lt;br /&gt;Rogue26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things I like about myself:&lt;br /&gt;My eyes&lt;br /&gt;My hair&lt;br /&gt;My persomality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things I don't like about myself:&lt;br /&gt;My tummy&lt;br /&gt;My finger nails&lt;br /&gt;My esophagus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts of my heritage:&lt;br /&gt;French&lt;br /&gt;Danish&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;anything happening to my face&lt;br /&gt;not being able to have babies&lt;br /&gt;dirty old men (pedifiles (sp))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;Caffeine&lt;br /&gt;Shower&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my favorite musicians:&lt;br /&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;System of a Down&lt;br /&gt;Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;These Words&lt;br /&gt;Untouchable Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I want in a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Trust&lt;br /&gt;Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 lies I tell:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't gossip"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm never scared"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to me:&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my hobbies right now:&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;Drawing&lt;br /&gt;Sight Seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I want to do really badly now (with a special someone):&lt;br /&gt;Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Hold hands&lt;br /&gt;Hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 careers I've considered doing:&lt;br /&gt;Chiropractor&lt;br /&gt;Corporate Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Actress or Bounty Hunter (couldnt do 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places I would like to go on vacation to:&lt;br /&gt;Rome&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 kid's names I like:&lt;br /&gt;(girls) &lt;br /&gt;Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;Joslyn&lt;br /&gt;Kate &lt;br /&gt;(boys)&lt;br /&gt;Jack&lt;br /&gt;Dane&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I want to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;Write a book about my life (family...friends, drama, stories)&lt;br /&gt;Save someones life&lt;br /&gt;Invent something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways that I'm a stereotypical guy:&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty nasty mouth at times&lt;br /&gt;I talk about poo and other bodily functions&lt;br /&gt;I think I am tough (invincible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways that I'm a stereotypical girl:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TO 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:)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113406228015733372</id><published>2005-12-08T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:18:00.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saatchi &amp; Saatchi Christmas Party @ Tantra</title><content type='html'>Saatchi &amp; Saatchi Christmas Party at Tantra in London!!!!  We got cute little invites and we were on the "list" hehe...and FREE drinks all night long!!!  LOVED IT!!!!  The whole place was full of beds, couches, secret rooms where naughty stuff was happening...even curtains to shut out what they didnt want people to see...I will tell you one thing...Advertisers know how to party...WOW...I just dont think I will be partaking in any of the hidden party agendas, ever :) hehe.  BUT, all in all, we had a HELL of a time.  I dont remember a minute without a drink in my hands. HA!   Partied from about 8-4 am...yes, on a Monday night, wow...Tuesday we woke up around 11 and Patrice went and made us a hella breakfast and got to work around 1:30, yes it was amazing.  Oh, and I got my hair cut today (thurs) btu you wont see it in any of the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Patrice, the photographer...LOVE THIS SHOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the front door they had aprofessional photographer take everyones pic when they arrived...should have taken ones when they left too, would have been great blackmail!!!  Us on the other hand, got kicked out of a cab for being bitches about the amount of money they were going ot charge us, flagged down another one, bribed him to take us to get bagels if we bought him one and I ended up hating the bagels...lol, he got 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas5.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrice!!!  How dare you chug the CEO's bottle of Champagne!!!!!  hahahahha, LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/xmas4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/xmas4.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the whole Intern group this qtr.  It was wonderful and I loved every minute of it :) I am so happy I got to go here!!!  I am going to miss it a lot.  Tomorrow is the last day at Saatchi, :(, but ready to be with the fam and friends for the holidays :)  Leave on Monday so one final shabang this weekend and its goodbye London Town :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113406228015733372?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113406228015733372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113406228015733372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113406228015733372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113406228015733372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/12/saatchi-saatchi-christmas-party-tantra.html' title='Saatchi &amp; Saatchi Christmas Party @ Tantra'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113406019179633280</id><published>2005-12-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:43:11.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittish fun 2</title><content type='html'>More!!!!!  with a little help from my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pub=Bar&lt;br /&gt;Pounds=Dollars&lt;br /&gt;Pence=Cents&lt;br /&gt;Que=Line&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish=Trash&lt;br /&gt;Snogging=Kissing&lt;br /&gt;Bangers=Sausages&lt;br /&gt;Mash=Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Bin Man=Garbage collectors&lt;br /&gt;Chemist=Drug store&lt;br /&gt;Petrol=Gas&lt;br /&gt;Chav=White Trash&lt;br /&gt;Lift=Elevator&lt;br /&gt;Fag=Cigarette(anne uses these a lot)&lt;br /&gt;Go on!!!=GOOOOOOO!!! (sports yelling....not just go, weird)&lt;br /&gt;Hoovered=Vacuumed&lt;br /&gt;Madge=Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Plasters=Bandaids&lt;br /&gt;Quid=a buck (money)&lt;br /&gt;Stones=Pounds (1 stone=14 pounds) Weight measurement&lt;br /&gt;Top Off=Refill&lt;br /&gt;Top Up=refilling your phone minutes&lt;br /&gt;Jumper=Sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;Trainers=Sheakers&lt;br /&gt;Pint=amount of Beer...the default amount...dont ask for a beer&lt;br /&gt;Trousers=Pants&lt;br /&gt;Knickers=Undies&lt;br /&gt;Till=Cash register&lt;br /&gt;Wicked=Cool&lt;br /&gt;Way Out=Exit&lt;br /&gt;Mind the Gap=Watch it or you will fall betwenn the train and the tracks, like Anne is afraid of. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113406019179633280?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113406019179633280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113406019179633280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113406019179633280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113406019179633280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/12/brittish-fun-2.html' title='Brittish fun 2'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113399615567968853</id><published>2005-12-07T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T14:55:55.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittish fun</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have decided to make this little list of the words I use one a daily basis that might be a bit hard to change back when I get back to America.  Its funny b/c I didnt pick up any accent, but we really do use these certain words 24/7 or you get looked at funny and you cant be understood so they are embedded in my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON=AMERICA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisps=Chips&lt;br /&gt;Chips= Fries&lt;br /&gt;Toilet=Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Take Away=To Go&lt;br /&gt;Eat In=For Here&lt;br /&gt;Courier=Deliverer&lt;br /&gt;Tube=Subway&lt;br /&gt;Coke light=Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;Flat=Apartment&lt;br /&gt;Dodgy=Gross&lt;br /&gt;Cheers=Hello,goodbye,good luck, congrats...etc&lt;br /&gt;Mates=Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I cant think of anymore, but I will update it tomorow after I go about my day saying them over and over again I am sure. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113399615567968853?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113399615567968853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113399615567968853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113399615567968853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113399615567968853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/12/brittish-fun.html' title='Brittish fun'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113334610814286680</id><published>2005-11-30T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:21:57.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour!</title><content type='html'>Ok, before you start reading this...I need to tell you all that I spoke FRENCH!!!!  I practiced it all the way in the cab to the hostel that had no vacancies, than to the next one that had no vacancies, and then the next hotel that had no vacancies and ended at the one that finally did have a room, 100 bucks a night, 6th floor, own bathroom, anbd a view off our balcony of the Eiffel tower...Ill take that.  So I know like 2 sentences and a few words...lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelview.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view from the top!!!  Yes, the absolute top...I didnt quite know I was afraid of heights until I rode the GLASS elevator like a zillion miles in the air...it was windy and freezing, but perfect!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelviewfromcafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelviewfromcafe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually the view from outside the cafe we ate at on Sat night.  Cooler than our view from our hotel, which was the top half and still amazing to wkae up to every day, but this was amazing.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelwelcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelwelcome.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelview2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelview2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelnight.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelnight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelnight1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tower sparkled like a HUGE Christmas Tree...it was sooo beautiful!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/notredame1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/notredame1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame.  Beautiful again and we even got to hear the bells ring.  It was as if out of a movie, and the inside was a very old century gothic feel and I just felt holy.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/notredameinside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/notredameinside.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelsnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. we woke up to SNOW!!!!  Jenns first time EVER seeeing it...NUTS!!!  It was so perfect, huge snow flakes falling on our faces and it was Christmasy (sp).  The tower was shut down because it was frozen, but we ended up going back and riding it later.  Id have to say, I only have a FALL coat and I was freezing, but did you see me shutting down??? no...hehe.  OH, and these Bosnian women kept coming up to us and asking us for money for their kids.  They would speak perfect English and say "Excuse me, do you speak Emglish?" and then if you said yes they would give you thinkg hand written note about their kid and they ahve no home and all...I felt bad for like 5 minutes until I saw about 10 of them meet in a group and giggle...SCREW THAT!   From that point on when they asked if I spoke Emglish I said NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelcafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelcafe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Cafe.  Got a bottle of wine, cheese, and some amazing desserts.  I loved it!  We actually had wine and cheese EVERY time we went out to eat, lunch or dinner...all the time. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/eiffelme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/eiffelme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, cheesy cute Touristy picture!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/napoleon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/napoleon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the Champs de Leizea (sp...you can read it on the next pic...yea like you can all spell in FRENCH)  It is the Arch of Naploean and Im not gonna attmept to spell it either...its a big deal, a big arch, and cool cuz its paris...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/champs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/champs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 blocks of shops, absolutely LOVED it...Jenn bought a sweater and I didnt get anything...yes, I know, if you know me...NOTHING...shocking I know.  WE were waiting to go all out Sunday...but then Sun we get to Printomps and noooooooo, EVERYTHING is closed on Sundays...and if any one of you comments in this and says "Duh, setefenie, everything in foreign countries is closed on Sundays...duh, stupid...duh"  NO...you shut it...not EVERYONE knows this!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from the Louvre....got in free on Friday night, if you are under 26 after 6 pm you get in free...yay for us youngens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/louvre4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/louvre4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/cafefirstnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/cafefirstnight.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first night in Paris.  WE went to this cafe because we were trying to figure out the metro system, which we took EVERYWEHRE, yay for us, and we found this cute little place, sat out in the heat lamp area and had some...yes, you guessed it...cheese and wine...hahahaha :)  &lt;br /&gt;I love Paris.  It was so romantic.  Everywhere you looked was a couple kissing and holding hands and in love or puppies and kids.  It was perfect.  I want to go with J there sometime...or anywhere with him as a matter of fact :) hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after sunday being closed everywhere we went to the Train station and ended up getting more wine and crepes and sitting in the bumm section of the heated area...we watched them trade gifts!  HA!  "new" shoes..hahahaha...riiiight, they were these old 1990 nikes...with out shoe laces.  It was odd...drunk, smoking, dirty bums having a Christmas Party by the stand up heat lamps in a train station...WOW.  I love this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113334610814286680?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113334610814286680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113334610814286680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113334610814286680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113334610814286680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/bonjour.html' title='Bonjour!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113325622552919776</id><published>2005-11-29T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:23:45.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saves me from being a brit</title><content type='html'>The cleaning lady found my passport under my desk last night and gave it to the people at the front desk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the passport now, yet still the migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day....cant wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113325622552919776?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113325622552919776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113325622552919776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113325622552919776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113325622552919776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/saves-me-from-being-brit.html' title='saves me from being a brit'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113322398949578907</id><published>2005-11-28T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T16:26:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>passport malfunction</title><content type='html'>I lost my passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow morning I get to work and it is sitting there in my little drawer smiling at me so then I can get back on this and write more about how I found my passport and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, I might freak out, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how, yes it is my worries and my business, but yet, everyone else seems so calm about it.  Either you are all so very helpful and not allowing me to freak out, or you all dont care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this brief right now...people...just stop being prejudice about HIV and we wound have to advertise it to you, ok...duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113322398949578907?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113322398949578907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113322398949578907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113322398949578907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113322398949578907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/passport-malfunction.html' title='passport malfunction'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113317797837132954</id><published>2005-11-28T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T03:39:38.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in London :) yummmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/turkey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom is DONE and soooooo good :)  despite the fact that we werent quite sure if we baked him or broiled him :) lol...he rocked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/turkeyart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/turkeyart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and her fabulous decorating :)  Isnt he cute!!!!??!?!?  hehe.  She also hade 2 Hand turkeys on the walls, which I think ended up flpping off the dinner table, but cute until then :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tdaycoooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tdaycoooks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two, Anne and Nora, were the frequent cooks...other helped here and there and did some dirty work or messed up the beans (me) but other than that, these two did a wonderful job!!!  yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tdaybeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tdaybeans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, the infamous beans....well, I didnt blanch them...lol, nice name blanch, anyways, all the forozen icicles on the beans melted into the soup and created a REALLY REALLY watery batch of green bean casserole...kinda like green bean soup..yep, thats a new tradition :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/thanksgivingdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/thanksgivingdinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat it all over again...but not have to make it..or maybe just not have to work and then go out to have drinks with the boss and get a bit pissed (drunk in london talk) and try to cook some food...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/dinnertable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/dinnertable.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all eat, finally :) soooo good. Of course I had to get some action pics in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tdaydessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tdaydessert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY....BUT, Patrice tried her hardest to find pumpkin in a can to make some pumpkin pie...but nooooooo, London doesnt have pumpkin puree...ugh, annoying, anyways I didnt get one thing in here...Patrice did make Hot Buttered Rum and it was awsome :)  little more rum than butter Ill say though, HA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113317797837132954?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113317797837132954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113317797837132954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113317797837132954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113317797837132954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-in-london-yummmmmm.html' title='Thanksgiving in London :) yummmmmm'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113283095689993227</id><published>2005-11-24T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T03:15:56.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Thanksgiving dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Tom%3Dbefore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Tom%3Dbefore.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom's stuffed, buttered, spiced, thawed (we hope), and ready to be cooked!!!  7 Kilos there...lol, about 15 pounds. YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/note.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annes note to Jenn, our Turkey watcher :) how festive.  Anne have you ever thought of making clipart?? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/applesauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/applesauce.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MI GOD....this smelled the house up last night and I SOOOO LOVED IT!!!  I cannot even wait to dig into Noras HOMEMADE applesause...I helped peel :)  (probably better than the smell I left last night...and I dont mean a "fart" I mean I left the GAS STOVE on for 5 hours and seriously probably would have blown up the flat if it werent for Anne, Erica, and Nora coming home and fixing it...I was dead alseep...literally, I had the worst head ache in the world...im a moron.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113283095689993227?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113283095689993227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113283095689993227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113283095689993227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113283095689993227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/pre-thanksgiving-dinner.html' title='Pre-Thanksgiving dinner'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113258331427816224</id><published>2005-11-21T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T06:28:34.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hell of a Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>My birthday weekend is finally over :( booohooo I know, but I had one hell of a great time and I still have a few presents coming :) YAY!! Everyone loves me.  Well, Ill use some pics to help explain the events of the evenings...I had to look back at them myself so I could remember what went on...well, I still dont have a clue with a few of them, but isnt that just the most fun!!!  We will do my house party first.  Many of our new friends came to help me celebrate, even got a Mars bar from James, Jenns buddy :)  Earlier though I got a Framed Bansky picture form Anne and Jenn and I LOVE IT, its the first one I saw here so it has many memories :).  I ended up getting a cake from the rest of the crew from Saatchi sweat shop which I tore into with one HUGE knife...yummy, it was grand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/banksygift.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/banksygift.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at my face, I know I look dumb, but I was about to cry...in a good way.  I love that pic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/knife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/knife.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psycho...all I can say, psycho, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next three are from the house party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/3girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/3girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bdayparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bdayparty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/shush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/shush.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still dont know why we "shushed" but aparently it was really funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remainder of Sat night was me getting lost inside this huge bar we went to, finally finding everyone falling off a stage :) hehe, and telling Anne I needed to go home...she took me home, I ran around naked (ok ok, i took a shower) and I passed out.  Thats about it...and I talked to my baby for a bit, but all I remember is him telling me he loved me and happy birthday...good enough for me :)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sunday on the way to Below Zero Restaurant and Ice Bar London.  This is the walkway that lead us there :) PRETTY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/walkway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/walkway.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/belowzero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/belowzero.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/lobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/lobby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bzfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bzfood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was amazing as well as the desserts, cost a lot of money, but it was all worth it and I thank all who came!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bzdessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bzdessert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebowl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bowl was made of ICE!!!  The guy told us they get 6 tons of Ice in every month and have to fix the Ice bar and use parts of it for the bowls and plates they make from the ice too, crazy huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ice bar was next.  You can only be in there for 45 minutes at a time, you get one free drink from a glass made of ICE, you get a cape and gloves and it was sooooooo much fun :)  My fingers were absolutely frozen, but so worth it!  All for only 12 pounds...not bad :)!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/absolutme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/absolutme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebarlondon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebarlondon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/erksanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/erksanne.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebargrin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebargrin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really excited about this whole ordeal if you cant tell :)  I look like a kid in a candy store!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebardrinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebardrinks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebartrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebartrio.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebarbigbottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebarbigbottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there is a HUGE Absolut bottle made of ICE that you can FIT IN!!!  I can fit in perfectly, but Anne and Jenn, those tall cats, they didnt...hehe.  You can kinda tell, but nto totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebargroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebargroup.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of eskimos...well people in capes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebarinsidebottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebarinsidebottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont i look frozen!!!!??!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebargroup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebargroup2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/icebarseat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/icebarseat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place rocked and I loved my bday :)  We also went to the London Eye, but Ill do those pics later.  Im 24, yay!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113258331427816224?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113258331427816224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113258331427816224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113258331427816224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113258331427816224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-hell-of-weekend.html' title='One Hell of a Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113234213035826675</id><published>2005-11-18T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:28:50.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portabello Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/port3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/port3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fish two fish red fish blue fish...seriously a lot of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/port4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/port4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous book store in the movie "Notting Hill" with my girl Julia and the second best Hugh on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few random cool shots of the market and some cool stuff they have in it.  I couldn't stop singing the song Portabello Road from Mary Poppins in my head, wait, i'm singing it right now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/port2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/port2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Port.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Port.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/port1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/port1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The markets here are some of the coolest places to people watch and experience the culture.  This one is a bit touristy, but still worth it...especially for the fresh baked goods...wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113234213035826675?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113234213035826675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113234213035826675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113234213035826675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113234213035826675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/portabello-road.html' title='Portabello Road'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113234167126768154</id><published>2005-11-18T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T11:21:11.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Eve</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is my birthday and I have received a lot of packages from people who love me and cards galore and I have great friends here that are going to help make it perfect for me, but I still feel a bit lonely.  I have never celebrated my birthday with J and I just really want to...its these kind of situations that make me once again wonder why I am everywhere but there.  I end up going through this mini fight between my head and my heart making myself finally be ok with everything.  I know I am not alone and I know I am going to have an amazing time with my friends here, but I still just miss his touch...I just want a hug from him.  Soon enough.  Actually 24 days soon....that makes me even crazier...I am leaving in about 3 weeks...WOW, I love it here (see you will now experience my double personality, hehe) its amazing, I could live here and I am so happy I came.  This experience has made me so much stronger in so many ways, it was well worth it.  I just wish I could get a few more hugs from my baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.belowzerolondon.com is where we will be celebrating my bday...check it out, BAD ASS, seriously, coolest thing in the world...Ill post pics soon enough!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Eye tomorrow, too...finally :) hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113234167126768154?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113234167126768154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113234167126768154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113234167126768154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113234167126768154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday-eve.html' title='Birthday Eve'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113222171836604443</id><published>2005-11-17T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:35:49.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURGLAR!!!!</title><content type='html'>Anne and I JUST got done watching a burglar get caught.  The police man told me these people were throwing things off the roof, they told Anne that they had robbed some store and had been there since 4 am, either way, I got to work and Saatchi was completely surrounded by caution tape, which here is red or black and white, and police men were all decked out in climbing gear and staked out with bullet proof shields.  Anyways, Anne and I continued to watch this hooded Chav (a chav is pretty much white trash) a top of the building across from us whom was threatening to jump if any police came near him...it was chaos.  :) but entertaining, we could hear the kitchen people cheering it on too in the room next door.  So he decided to come down, but then again I am sure he had to pee, he had been up there in 13 degree weather since 4 am with out his fellow Chav burglars (whom jumped off the building and broke their legs...hehe) so Anne and I watched as he was escorted away, hand cuffed and all right in front of our windows.  What a Great Day!!!!  Oh, I and I just got another bday package!! yay for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/copcarshiled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/copcarshiled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a cool shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/shields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/shields.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullet proof...yes, shields.  Oh, the man you see, he "escorted" me to the door in front of the building :) everyone else was held back, HA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Whitebuild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Whitebuild.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the scene...ooooooohhoooooohhhh, scary :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113222171836604443?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113222171836604443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113222171836604443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113222171836604443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113222171836604443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/burglar.html' title='BURGLAR!!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113213555038763386</id><published>2005-11-16T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T02:05:50.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Bday Packages!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I have the BEST friends on the face of the Earth!!!!  Yesterday morning I received a package FULL of goodies...coloring books, stickers, candy, lotion, spray stuff, Champ Bear...all that goodness and they even had a gorilla giving me a huge kiss when I opened the card up!!  OH!!!  I also got these cute ass snow man head slippers.  LOVE THEM!!!  Kisses Beth, Katy, Runyan, and Becky!!!! MUAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;So then my second package came later in the day, slightly smaller, but still VERY good :)  I got a wonka bar and the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movie (with my man Johnny in it, yesssssssss) from my friend from Church in Iowa, Danny.  I tried to stay up and watch it last night, but I just couldnt...Ill attempt again tonight. :)  &lt;br /&gt;I am waiting to see what I might get today, my mom said she sent me one last wed...ohhhhhhhh, cant wait!!!  J has not sent it yet :(, but with good reason, he is making something more for me :)hehe...and I think his mom is putting something in it...or at least a card or something...hes too secretive...like I CANT know what my gifts are!?!?!?  What is that!?!?? hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;Our flat is so friggin cold that last night I slept in sweat pants, tank top, socks, snowman slippers OVER socks and sweaties tucked into them, sweat shirt with the hood up!  All under a sheet and blaknet...STILL not warm, I even cuddled next to my computer I left on next to me to generate some heat...nope, didnt work. ugh...our heater sucks...we need to call Shack...our landlord...scary.  OH and I had a heck of a dream....I dreampt my mom arranged a marriage for me and it was not to J and it was in a HUGE open field...like a hick country field with folding chairs and picnic tables and I was crying and asking around to people who I was marrying and I kept seeing J in the crowd with my family members, all looking not amused and finally I ask this dude who the groom is and he says"Adam O'Anderson" WTF????  WHOS THAT!?!?!??!  lol...I never saw him because...yes here it is....I was trying so hard to not go down the isle, I even ran into my friend Julie and she was telling me I HAD TO, so I finally did the whole time BALLING my eyes out and I get up there, and no groom.  He stood me up.  UGH!  The dream ends with me looking frantically through year books on the floor of a church in my wedding dress with the number "48" in my mind checking football jerseys, bball jerseys, page numbers, and all that jazz to find this ASS whom deserted me at the isle.  I ended up getting in a car with Annie (MAS annie) and trying to open up to her about how I cant believe someone would NOT want to mary me and she stopped the car, got out and said "Im gonna get some cotton candy, want some?" and I woke up.  Analyze THAT www.dreammoods.com.   (actually they rock, pretty amazing site if you are a freak like me and happen to dream every night and remember every minute detail)   Anyways....Im sure its something about finally feeling like I could get married and be happy...dreams tend to ALWAYS be opposite what they show or some type of fear you are either gettting over or facing...Ill go get it now....to be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113213555038763386?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113213555038763386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113213555038763386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113213555038763386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113213555038763386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/1st-bday-packages.html' title='1st Bday Packages!!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113196369898438669</id><published>2005-11-14T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:21:38.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsty Finally...please read all :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/poledancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/poledancer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pantera.  She is amazing.  She was a bit of a man, but seriously, I cannot even believe the stuff she did on that pole.  It wasnt even completely dirty, it was a blend of dancing, gymnastics, and strength made "sexy."  It was really cool.  The Japanese girl got 2nd and the Canadian girl got 3rd, but the FRIGGIN ENGLISH girl got 1st...I dont even remember her!!!  Pantera got screwed hard core...even the girl in the toilet was saying American got screwed!  Look at her...there was a time when she was actually holding on by ONLY her thigh pressed against the bar in a certain way and she was swinging around.  NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bkgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bkgirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sexy...but a bit tanked out of our minds :) hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/whopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/whopper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate an entire Whopper...I have not done this since I, wait, I dont think I have ever done this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bikes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie protecting us on our bikes.  She bought safety lights to attach to all of us :) how sweet...at least people will see us now...although going through the red light district, I am not sure I wanted to be seen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/sexshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/sexshow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a sex show.  Cant really get into details...but yes...there was sex, haha.  It was at the porno house (i think this was the name) which is not in the picture, but the thing with the big pink pig here is the main sex show place, we were going to go there, but when we walked by the line of 45 Japanese business men for some reason we got turned off.  hummmm.  The one we went to was cool, we were loud and goofy.  We met a few Kiwi's and they were just as loud with us so it wasnt the dumb American ordeal :) hehe...Annie got spooged at with glycerine cum out of a huge Monkey with a strap on.  Very interactive show, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113196369898438669?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113196369898438669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113196369898438669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196369898438669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196369898438669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/amsty-finallyplease-read-all.html' title='Amsty Finally...please read all :)'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113196282180354034</id><published>2005-11-14T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:07:01.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsty #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/pancake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annies favorite pancake house!!!  It was adorable.  The stairs to the toilet  were a bit steep...I guess you could say like a ladder, but fun non the less.  The pancakes were HUGE, should have taken a picture.  Jenn got a Capreese and both Annie and I got Hungarians.  They were amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/tower.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue where people do performances around...we got to whiz by it on our bikes :)  It was open and populated, I liked all the people riding around and walking everywhere, it seemed less crowded than London which made it seem more family like instead of "touristy" in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/group.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after the pole dancing contest we went to.  It is at the club called Escape.  Really cool place.  They took their poledancing seriously. I have a picture of the American "Pantera" who got toally robbed, but Ill bitch about that later.  We had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent we beautiful :)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/jenn%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/jenn%26me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two lovely birds enjoying their 2 days in Amsty :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113196282180354034?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113196282180354034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113196282180354034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196282180354034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196282180354034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/amsty-2.html' title='Amsty #2'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113196111720199210</id><published>2005-11-14T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:38:39.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsty Touristy Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>So my college town is mimicked after Holland so I was ready for most things I was going to see...well at least the decor.  Believe me, Amsterdam blew me away.  I loved it.  So beautiful, I think I could ride a bike down a different alleyway every day and find something new and fun to experience or just sit there and people watch...but I will make sure I dont get any goats cheese ever again.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/boat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/AmsBuildings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/AmsBuildings.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got hit by a tram when trying to take a left here...seriously, left turns on bikes need to be ILLEGAL!!!!  I put my hand out you big jerk!  Ugh :( hehe...but I really loved riding the bikes around town...no way I could have a car in a place like that, too small and scenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/canal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/canal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/canal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/canal2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/annefrank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/annefrank.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Anne Frank's house.  We didnt get to go in it because the line was really really long and we had just gone to eat pancakes at Annies favorite Pancake house...I got the Hungarian, shocking b/c of all the meat, but it was awesome.  Anyways, I took a picture of her house anyway because I figure it will be a good thing to have in the future. I am a nerd. We wanted to shop. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113196111720199210?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113196111720199210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113196111720199210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196111720199210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113196111720199210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/amsty-touristy-pictures.html' title='Amsty Touristy Pictures!!!'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113167358507973321</id><published>2005-11-10T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:46:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qtr Away</title><content type='html'>Well...after many a days sweating it out and flipping a gasket I have FINALLY submitted my qtr away choices.  They are as follows&lt;br /&gt;1-Carmicheal Lynch Program, Minneapolis&lt;br /&gt;2-Hadrians Wall Internship, Chicago&lt;br /&gt;3-Y &amp; R Internship, New York&lt;br /&gt;and then the default is San Fran :)  I think anywhere would be great, but I would really like Minne so I can bea with Beau...HAHAHAHAHAAHHHAHAHAHHA....you love it I am sure, Beau.  No, I want it for that reason as well as the real reason that is because it is NOT an internship so that allows for me to be able to get one in NY 7th, I hope! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I leave...well, in like 4 hours I leave to go to Amsterdam with Jenn...FUN.  We have out little suitcase packed and all.  We are going to have fun, Ill get some great pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom sent me my bday package today...Ill get it in 4-10 business days :) hehe...she siad it was heavy...lol...not sure whats in it, i asked for a DVD. :) hummm.  J is sending mine today too, CANT WAIT FOR THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...need sleep....muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113167358507973321?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113167358507973321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113167358507973321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113167358507973321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113167358507973321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/qtr-away.html' title='Qtr Away'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113161784947231665</id><published>2005-11-10T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T02:17:29.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unanswered Prayers</title><content type='html'>So I just spent an hour downloading country songs b/c I am missing the midwest right now :) and I came across this one from Garth Brooks that I never really paid much attention to the words when I had heard it before.  It is my exact life...well except for the fact that where there is a "she" there should be a "he" and I think we all know who the old "he" is and the reason I am very happy about my unanswered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unanswered Prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night a hometown football game &lt;br /&gt;My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame &lt;br /&gt;And as I introduced them the past came back to me &lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one that I'd wanted for all times &lt;br /&gt;And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine&lt;br /&gt;And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then &lt;br /&gt;I'd never ask for anything again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers &lt;br /&gt;Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs &lt;br /&gt;That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care&lt;br /&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;And I could tell that time had changed me &lt;br /&gt;Inn her eyes too it seemed &lt;br /&gt;We tried to talk about the old days &lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much we could recall &lt;br /&gt;I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as she walked away and I looked at my wife &lt;br /&gt;And then and there I thankedd the good Lord &lt;br /&gt;For the gifts in my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers &lt;br /&gt;Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs &lt;br /&gt;That just because he may not answer doesn't mean he don't care &lt;br /&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered... &lt;br /&gt;Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113161784947231665?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113161784947231665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113161784947231665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113161784947231665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113161784947231665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/unanswered-prayers.html' title='Unanswered Prayers'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113161421635931960</id><published>2005-11-10T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:16:56.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Commute</title><content type='html'>I tell you, I am sick of commuting...I am going to invent actual teleporting devices so I can just beam myself into work.  Today, I had to get smushed into the corner all the while this man next to me, who had ENOUGH room for TWO was ever so close to me...yes, so close his brief case was cupping my butt!!!!   I dont mean slightly, I mean full out right smack dab IN TO my butt.  I moved, I squirrmed, I even sighted really loudly and put my bag down, but nooooooooo.  Mr likes to stick briefcases in to people butts when he has enough room to hold an elephant just kept on with the cupping.  Finally it cleared out a bit and I moved to the actual side where I could HIDE my poor little bottom from briefcase rape.  Ugh, some people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne and I got amazing breakfast sandwiches today from this place called Mateo's Sandwiches. (real creative I know) but WOW were they good.  We would have stayed there to eat, but some dousch (sp) bag started smoking.  There was all of 5 tables in side with FRESH food behind the counter and they smoke.  I mean I dont know whats worse, smoking in a sandwich shop or briefcasae rape!?!?!?  What is with today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and I leave tomorrow to go visit the Amsterdam people :) We are so friggin excited.  I think we are going to a pole dancing championship, history in the making since it is the 1st championship ever and there is a women in it from USA...well, her name is Pantera and she has long hair....thats the only part of "women" I get from her picture, but if you want to vote go here www.misspoledance.com.  How funny is this going to be!!  We do have this chinese place tonight called Wong Kias or something, but I guess they are known for being rude.  Its like s thing they do, you go there to get treated like shit.  Sounds fun, I am bringing my video camera.  We are then heading to Karoke at Lucky Star where they supply each room you rent out with instruments and video screens to put yourself inside the music video.  It is going to be fun...ill tape that too.  These two places are our next clients for Leo Burnett so they, our teachers Rick and Dan, are going out with us (hopefully paying for something, hehe) so we cna all get the experience.  Its going to be great...I might break out in song, but I do hate karoke, yet I sing LOUDLY when im tanked...we will see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought water today at Mateo's b/c I was parched and the thought of chugging a litre of water seemed AMAZING to me, so I get it, open it up and start chugging.   I dont know if you have ever drank sparkling water before, let alone CHUGGED it....but dont...seriosuly, its like trying to chug a sprite when you thought you were getting a water.  I about threw up.  I gave it to Anne, she likes that cruddy sparkling stuff, ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113161421635931960?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113161421635931960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113161421635931960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113161421635931960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113161421635931960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/morning-commute.html' title='Morning Commute'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113157725988857911</id><published>2005-11-09T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:00:59.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bum Shun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the work of Anne the photographer :)  Would have been great if she would take her camera OFF MANUAL!!!  hehe.  Aren't I adorable.  Its at Stonehenge and it was raining, but I am all smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bumshun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bumshun.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANTED!  Alert the police if you see this man!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not really, but seriously, I got SHUNNED by this bum!   He was playing his little fiddle with his little dog sitting on his little butt pad and I went up to take a picture of him....not too close, but yes, I wanted a picture and he WHIPPED his hood up, turned around to hover over his dog all the while, PLAYING that friggin fiddle.  I was astounded, how DAR this bum not let me take a picture of him! I am an artist, a photographer!  This leads me to one final conclusion, he is wanted for murder and thought I was going to post this picture all over Europe so he shunned me...well buddy, bring it on, Jenn being the great friend she is wasnt having it...she took one anyways! ( I was actually a bit embarassed that I got shunned by a bum that I acted like I was going to take a picture or the building next to him...nice random picture) Go ahead and play your flute, the police will be coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/grouprain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/grouprain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so besides how HOT I am...I do look a bit scared, but you would have been too if you were to know what happened next...we turned around to see MANY 14 yr olds with 25 yr old boobies dancing, wait, did I say dancing, I mean GRINDING all up on these, well, how do you say it...pedifiles, hehe.  Yes it was a bit Miami, but we missed hip hop and we needed to dance.  It was a good time despite the weirdos and little girls with big hohaas.  I got WASTED, yes, duh :) and we sang a nice reminission of "500 miles" by The Pretenders on the way home from the club at 3 am...its on video, I am going to get it from Patrice soon for you all to see!  So from left to right is Anne, Patrice, Nora, Erica, Me, and Jenn.  How on EARTH did Erica and I get put with the TALLEST girls at miami ad school I will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/rainforrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/rainforrest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last picture of the night because I liked it really, thats it.  this was again before the karaoke through London Town.  Oh, yes, this club was an old Rainforrest cafe turned into a club...I did talk to a HUGE stuffed monkey for about 10 minutes, he never commented back, jerk.  It was pretty cool despite my making fun, I liked it and we could SING ALONG to the songs finally :)  &lt;br /&gt;Ill tell you one thing, I did absolutely nothing, except scrub the hell out of the shower and sink, on Sunday.  Slept a lot.  It was perfect...not quite sure what would have been better, well ok, if J would have been cuddling with me. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113157725988857911?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113157725988857911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113157725988857911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113157725988857911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113157725988857911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/bum-shun.html' title='The Bum Shun'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113154711087982075</id><published>2005-11-09T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T06:38:30.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"peppermint helps you think" Judy Miller</title><content type='html'>My mom always slipped me peppermints...those little red and white ones, into my purse or book bag or pocket anytime I had a test that say at school.  She always told me they would help me think, she said they opened up brain waves.  I believed her then and I still do, I went and got myself a candy cane at starbucks because I cant seem to get my head working today.  Im not sure what the deal is with me today, but im on the verge of crying every point 2 seconds and I really want a great big meaningful hug.  I am such a softy, I know...and its not even "that time" yes I said it...get over it any man reading this.  I really hope this candy cane kicks in or I might be screwed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is official...I am lovesick.  I really miss him and i try my hardest to not talk about it to anyone because who wants to listen to someone whine about their boyfriend back home 24/7...im not going to do that to anyone, but right now, its just all hitting me and its hitting me hard.  I never thought I would love someones company as much as i do and most of all, I never thought I would miss the sight of them and their smell and just holding their hand, but its all just soaking in right now and i really do have an amazing person waiting for me patiently as a run around fulfilling my dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, if you read this, I've never been treated this way in my entire life and I dont ever want it to stop.  I will do anything for you, go anywhere with you, and most of all, Ill be your best friend through everything.  I miss you and I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/DSCN2692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/DSCN2692.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113154711087982075?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113154711087982075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113154711087982075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113154711087982075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113154711087982075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/peppermint-helps-you-think-judy-miller.html' title='&quot;peppermint helps you think&quot; Judy Miller'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113139639008540153</id><published>2005-11-07T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:46:30.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/stanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/stanne.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Anne My ASS!!!!  Shes a little devil, but I guess I will allow this falsification to occur, we were on a day trip :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/Ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/Ring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes...I am eating what you would call a "Stonehenge ring" or in other words, a great big fat white frosted donut!!!  It was ok...shockingly NOT as good as Kripsy Kreme...but then again...what is???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/IMG_7329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/IMG_7329.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here....they are reduing the one side...sorry about that guys, I meant to get it done before the photo shoot, but it was in SUCH a high demand that I had to allow it to be seen before it was done.  Enjoy, want to move in with me???   Ok, I am kidding...duh...BUT isnt this amazing!!!  It was a really important church, the Magna Carta was inside it...and yes, guess what it was written on more than a zillion yrs ago....take a guess...not paper...duh....not leather...no...a calf skin fetus...yes, our democratic base is written on a fetus...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/goddess.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can send them to my house back in Iowa...I dont want the offerings to get lost in translation on their way to London...remember to address them to Stefenie, the Goddess.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/bath.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roman Baths...imagine all these fat men sitting around in this 80 degree water with their weiners hanging out...ok, dont imagine it...ugh :)  The site was amazing though, the actaul pieces that were left over and still remain in take was so cool...and we actaully drank spa water..it was 80 degrees...WOW...i felt like little amoebas were swimming around in my tummy!!!  &lt;br /&gt;The trip was perfect...we learned a lot and at the same time had soooooo mcuh fun!!!!  Jenn and I are off to Amsterdam this coming weekend to see Annie...and Jenne for like 30 min :) hehe...but its going to be amazing, we cant wait!!  THEN...despite the riots in Paris, we booked and yes we are going to join the chaos over Thanksgiving weekend...I love fire...ok, thats mean, its really sad whats happening, but people keep telling us we are going to die and i just dont believe it...Im going to live forever :)  ok...more pics soon :) Need to meet with Jenn about Butterball...ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113139639008540153?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113139639008540153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113139639008540153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113139639008540153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113139639008540153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='a little bit of everything'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113111401532723565</id><published>2005-11-04T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T06:20:15.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ssssssstop" "ssssstop"</title><content type='html'>yes the title is a gay man saying the word stop over and over...we have decided that the buses would be a lot cooler and less annoying if they just said "ssssstop" "ssssstop" over and over in a gay monotone mans voice.  HA!!!  ok...enough with the inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;WE are FINALLY going to Stonehenge Sat...yes, finally.  I will be filming the whole thing and hopefully be making an IMovie so if I learn how to load it on here, Ill post it!!  &lt;br /&gt;So after this shoot me in the head and hang me outside for the bums and vultures (wow...anne just told me how to spell that and I would have spelled it this way "voltgers" HA!!! good thing I asked her) to eat me and peck my eyes out week...we finally have a day of "nothing" and the word nothing is in "these" because we could be doing stuff, but we want to chill out for a bit, do a little updating of our blogs, download Christmas songs, and watch soem really really funny ads :)  Yes, this is finally our Friday afternoon fun.  Dont you worry though, we had a friggin brief due this morning about PENSIONS...and yes, not to old people...it was to get 18-25 yr olds....YES...THEM, to have pensions RIGHT NOW, for when they are 60...they cannot even TOUCH the money until then...YES...easy huh....TRY IT!!!!!   UGHH!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;So I really think I need to set up a pension plan.  hehe, what a segway.  Last night after class we tried to find this Pub our teacher from Leo Burnett told us about over by them, didnt..duh, but we did end up at this Pizza &amp; Pasta Piano Bar.  It was so cute...this little old Italian man served us and he waddled...I had tears in my eyes, it was adorable.  WE had these bad ass deep dish pans pizzas...each may I add :) hehe...and they rocked.  I think tonight we are heading off to a show...not sure which one, always a conflict there, but I dont care, Ill go to them all..SPEAKING OF SHOWS....Edward Scissorhands is coming the 22nd!!!!!    Man o Man...if only Johnny was performing in it...awwwww :).  &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so my mom is buying me a ticket to Amsterdam to visit them up there on the first weekend of Dec!!!   I cant wait!!!   I told Annie last night and I am sure she is just loving it :)  And, bittersweet...Jennifer, my friend from college was going to come visit, but she cant now :( and we were going to Paris....but, I think this coming weekend Jenn and I are going to get last minute train tickets and go anyways...so I will get to see it, Ill have to send Jennifer pics :) and maybe a little gift :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daves coming down to tell us how much he LOVED our pension ads and how he went and sent up a pension plan all because of us....yes, I feel this is going to happen I do...yes, that was Yoda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113111401532723565?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113111401532723565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113111401532723565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113111401532723565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113111401532723565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/11/ssssssstop-ssssstop.html' title='&quot;ssssssstop&quot; &quot;ssssstop&quot;'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113071035575527339</id><published>2005-10-30T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T14:12:35.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head anyone?</title><content type='html'>well, the Colombia Road Market is amazing...got some really cool pics, even one of my acting as if I am climbing through the bushes...yes I am a nerd, but it was fun.  Anne and Nora ate some crazy Mussel Stew...looked good, I settled for the homemade cream cheese and cucumber bagel...yummmy...but the Pain eu chocolate was the best part :)  Her is the good part though...well, weirdest part I guess...we are walking back to the bus stop and I always look at people...thats why I get the weirdos commenting to me, I give too much eye contact...I guess I figure that most people are good and would like a smile...anyways,...back to the story...ONLY anne and I saw this, but here goes...this car is on, there is a guy sitting in it with a woman, anne looks and sees....well, Ill say it in a minute, ugh....but i glance over and see a head a bobbin up and down...oh yes....on a busy street...broad day light...road head in london.  niiiiiiiice people...all the friggin alleys and you pick the corner of a MARKET???  idiots...well at least I didnt get the full show like Anne did...hehe...she saw weiner and almost threw up...ugh. She was WAY grossed out...funny though, I felt like I was back in Miami :) haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Spitlefields Market after the head incident, hehe, where I bought myself a big bag to carry all my stuff in...I felt a little like a mom, but carrying 3 purses around was getting annoying...and a sketch book! UGH!  Bought J the coolest present in the world too, BUT I cant say what it is cuz he might read this and then it would all be ruined and the world would end...well ok, not really, but NO!!  I will reveal when I can, but it rocks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, fell alseep for about 15 minutes on the big red couch...drolled all over it..lol, worked with partners on Robbie...seriously, can his lame ass be done yet??? UGH.  oh yeah but whats next....pensions...WOW...but it will be a book piece if we nail it so ok, ill stop whining :) hehe.  Aussie James made us some yummy pasta...but he asked me to look at the UNCOOKED meat....what!?!??!!  NO....I dont like raw meat...ugh uigh ugh...but he didnt know...kinda funny though, I think he thought I was a freak, HA!  IT was amazing though, soooo good.  We seem to have new people cook for us every sunday, im liking it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Sweet Home Alabama last night...it made me miss home...odd since I am from Iowa, but it really made me miss everything :(.  Oh well...work work work..it will keep me from caring.  J is off winning me some moula at Poker :) hehe, well probably moeny to send me gifts galore...hehe...ok, probably not, but still...hes going to the Indexcase concert tonight...I WANNA GO!!!!   Hes gonna party with them after wards, :( boooooo he sucks.  I miss concerts, bad.  Oh yeah, my mom sent me a card and in it she said that my sister served Motley Crue Latae's after their concert in Sioux CIty...I think she meant beers...but ok mom...latae=beer, im too young for the word beer. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amex sucks, butterball will rule.  Im out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113071035575527339?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113071035575527339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113071035575527339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113071035575527339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113071035575527339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/head-anyone.html' title='Head anyone?'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113062742172985486</id><published>2005-10-29T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T16:10:21.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and one more thing...</title><content type='html'>Jenn and I were walking home from the bus stop tonight and these little kids were trick or treating...well more or less just running around in 1 front yard in costumes while their mom gave them candy....Brittish people dont celebrate Halloween I guess...well anyways, this little boy was like "I'm an American!"  Oh I about died!!!!!  What a Halloween costume :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113062742172985486?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113062742172985486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113062742172985486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113062742172985486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113062742172985486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-one-more-thing.html' title='and one more thing...'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113062697126019996</id><published>2005-10-29T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T16:02:51.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Food</title><content type='html'>so some things to remember when out and about in London town....&lt;br /&gt;-bums WILL fill up garbage...they are very picky&lt;br /&gt;-want to own a restaurant, deli, or even delivery service?...pull out a good pun and you are IN!&lt;br /&gt;-PANT SIZES....ohhhhh sir-e...pant sizes are NOT the same...yes I felt like a fat ass...I actually threw the jeans at the mirror in a fit of rage. (I did however find out that the size i HAD to get is the equivallent size in the US, phewwwww)&lt;br /&gt;-BCC sucks...there is nothing else to say about it...it flat out sucks...derailing trains, thats all they cover&lt;br /&gt;-and last but not least...the peopole above me have gay orgies on Fridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides being sick these past few days, I have had a good relaxing and full of shopping time :) well...i mean after the jeans bit.  last night we went to "Corpse Bride" and may I recommend it...it rocks!!!  The first thing on the credits is the Art Director too!!!  Its adorable, short, but worth it.  I then came home, took some nyquil...mumbled words about being numb to Jenn and died for a good 7 hours straight...I think it really helped with the cold, I dont have to blow my nose as much now and my head doesnt feel like it is getting rolled over by a cement truck.  All is well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a letter from my mom today telling me to buy candy with the $20 US dollars she sent...makes me laugh, but Ill keep it and buy it when I go home...too funny mom.  Had my first iSight meeting with J this week...he could see me I couldnt see him, but I think I rigged it up right this time...we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked at tickets to Paris by train the 11-13 of Nov...think we might do it...it will be a bday present to myself :)  there is this Hostel there too I found...its called Aloha (lol) and its cheap as hell so that seems promising too...figure it all out tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Colombia Road Flower Market tomorrow and then to brunch....we seem to keep putting off Stonehenge and high Tea...not sure why but we just keep talking about it and never going...1 month down and 1+ to go...we might want to figure it out soon I guess...those rocks arent moving I am sure we will get there soon enough!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this sight.... www.banksy.com it is this graffiti artist that stencils the coolest stuff around town and its just amazing..we have to draw for one of my classes and I drew one of his things...Check it out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113062697126019996?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113062697126019996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113062697126019996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113062697126019996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113062697126019996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/kung-food.html' title='Kung Food'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113027976844734966</id><published>2005-10-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:36:08.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bird flu</title><content type='html'>why in the world did London even import a Parrott?  i know i know...the zoo, but in a time like this with BIRD flu, I think they would not want BIRDS around...I mean the FLU comes in BIRDS...not just chicken, its not Chicken Flu, its not Canary Flu, its BIRD FLU....STOP IMPORTING BIRDS PEOPLE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean while...we are all a bit sickly...but no bird flu...just sniffles and tickely noses (me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113027976844734966?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113027976844734966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113027976844734966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113027976844734966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113027976844734966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/bird-flu.html' title='bird flu'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113025736876249379</id><published>2005-10-25T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:22:48.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/low%20res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/low%20res.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved killing Anne!!!! wwwhaaaaaawwwhhhhaaaaaaa (long scary laugh)  London Dungeon is NOT a tourist trap, it is fun!!  Maybe only during Halloween, but it is FUN!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we just got told that my group got a script for Robbie Williams and T-Mobile in the top 25! :) kinda pumped considering its out of us and all the creative teams upstairs!!  I guess we will see.  We have the choice to write more for tomorrow if we want to, of course :) but we have class tonight...I think they need to cut the classes when you are here, Saatchi is strresssing enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Shelley, they didnt die in Wilma...poor them though, category 3...nuts.  I still cant believe i missed every evac.  CRAZY!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, its almost time to run to Marks &amp; Spencer for a tuna and cucumber sandwich, yummmmmm :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113025736876249379?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113025736876249379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113025736876249379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113025736876249379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113025736876249379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-loved-killing-anne.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113024625483084391</id><published>2005-10-25T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:17:40.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna live forever</title><content type='html'>last night i decided to make it a me night :)  I left work earlier than usual, went home, was going to make pasta with prawns, but decided to go with the PB&amp;J cuz I got this crazy whim to go to a musical!  I looked them up, decided a tube stop and figured which ever one I saw first, I will go to.   The choices I was picking from were FAME, and The Producers.  BOTH equally good I am sure.  I get there, get lost, ask this man, who was selling tickets for them, he gives me a discount on FAME for 10 pounds...(YAY) and I am off!    I LOVED IT!!!!  Seriously, it was amazing, I cant even explain, I laughed, I cried...I wished I could dance like them, ugh.  My friend Amy taught the 4 seniors on our softball team a dance to the ninja turtles theme songs...yes we were dressed up in turtle suits, it rocked, but anyways, the dancing reminded me or her, and me attempting to be her...hahah :) BUT, I will say so myself, I think I am a pretty good dancer.  Anyways, off on a tangent there, I ended up donating money at the end for this Acting for Actors thing...they take care of older actors that become sick or are on the streets...real job security huh HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Toyota dont want our ad...thats ok though, it was a great accomplishment even getting it there :)  A bit sad, but at the same time, a bit proud too.  Its off to Robbie...god hes a doush bag (sp) but I hate to admit it, I like his music, just a little..ok ok , HUSH!  This 40 yr old man was singing his new song "Trippin" last night in the line behind me...WOW, I was going to ask him what he would want Robbie to do in a music video, steal his idea, and WIN!  Riiiight, Im sure it would have been "have him make out with hot models" wait.....boring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think Stonehenge this weekend...well I mean I have said this about the last 4 weekends, but this time its seems really promising :) we will see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My umbrella has a broken arm...poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all of my clothes...or I wear them too much, not sure.  Need new ones, but it wont stop raining enough for me to be able and walk outside for 10 feet without getting soaking wet jeans up to my knees...Im too damn short...AND the only pair on NON ripped jeans I had and liked...RIPPED  on the darn desk and not in a cool spot, right on the meaty part of my white thigh!!  YEAH, I am sure everyone in London is going ot want to see my white thigh...take a bite bitches.  UGH.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am having a GREAT DAY!!  I think J got his iSight to work, well I mean I think I might get it to work, so YAY...I cant wait to see him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113024625483084391?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113024625483084391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113024625483084391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113024625483084391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113024625483084391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-gonna-live-forever.html' title='I&apos;m gonna live forever'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113023745497377858</id><published>2005-10-25T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:50:54.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im keeping this one</title><content type='html'>ok ok, so from all the recent whining and moaning about how much live journal sucks, I have decided to get myself a blog spot for you to enjoy.  I do not know how to use it...as with most computer things, but I am sure as soon as the newest coolest blog site forms, I will JUST be learning how to up load a picture..so bear with me :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take about 45 minutes coming up with this blogspot name and it was more or less because everyone I put in was taken!  I decided to go with this one because, and I know...here we go...because of the love in my life :) he is the reason I am happy and the reason I love myself.  Cheesy yes, but true non the less :)  Yes, Beau, please comment now, hehe.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyways, you know the background of the name, you know me, and you know I rock...so read my blog!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113023745497377858?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113023745497377858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113023745497377858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113023745497377858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113023745497377858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-keeping-this-one.html' title='im keeping this one'/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18268048.post-113024686418221638</id><published>2005-10-25T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:27:44.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/1600/DSCN4713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8118/1782/320/DSCN4713.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well, I am smarter than I thought...or Jenn helped me :) BUT I do know how to load pics on here again!!!  YESSS!!!  This is us with Barney, Beau's buddy from London that went to college at that god for saken OU....WOW, he must have been crazy for doing that :)!!!  Ok, sorry Beau...I love OU, promise, but I LOVE giving you a little shit now and then too...bday is coming...hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18268048-113024686418221638?l=yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/feeds/113024686418221638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18268048&amp;postID=113024686418221638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113024686418221638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18268048/posts/default/113024686418221638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemeserenity.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-well-well-i-am-smarter-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11529398533610190866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
