<?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-3091121233383458441</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:37:00.073-08:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8Ff87kXfI/AAAAAAAAABY/iEmquwjfjGM/s200/imgid_vFEc.jpg'/><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Ipson!</title><subtitle type='html'>Countdown Complete!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7947364795710742169</id><published>2009-02-24T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:05:50.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog...</title><content type='html'>So me and Joe's new blog address is www.joeandlibby.blogspot.com!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7947364795710742169?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7947364795710742169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7947364795710742169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7947364795710742169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7947364795710742169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog.html' title='New blog...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6701046983821847374</id><published>2009-02-18T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:19:10.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Olenslager post....</title><content type='html'>So, the time has FINALLY come! Me and my Joseph are leaving for Las Vegas tonight to embark on our wedding journey. We only have 3 more days until we are married, and I am soooooo excited. Thinking about that, I have realized that I will no longer be an Olenslager. When people ask me what my last name is, I won't be able to immediatly just start spelling O-L-E-N-......, instead it will be Ipson, I-P-S-O-N. Cuz don't worry, people can't say that correctly either. So far I have anything from  "Gibson?" to "Epsom.... like the salt??" So at least I will still be able to cherish having to spell my last name to people! :)&lt;br /&gt;I will miss being an Olenslager, but look forward to becoming an Ipson. Joe is so amazing (as you all have heard me say a bazillion times), and I can't wait to start my life with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6701046983821847374?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6701046983821847374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6701046983821847374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6701046983821847374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6701046983821847374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-olenslager-post.html' title='Last Olenslager post....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6147306324803422979</id><published>2009-02-18T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:37:41.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for the girls....</title><content type='html'>I've always sort of been "one of the guys". I usually don't hang out with girls, but I must say there are a few that have changed/influenced/ inspired/made my life a trillion times better,&lt;br /&gt;(in order or appearance) Zella O., Amanda Bame, Maggie Tarr, Ashley Smith, Chalet Severson, Kelsey Gubler, Desiree Olenslager, Tiffany Hearn, Aja Willey, Michelle Pace, Camilla Dye, Kathy Peterson, Celeste Manwaring, Kim Thayne, KerrieLeigh Hill, and the Ipson girls.&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank them enough for being such amazing people in my life, without them I might not be who I am, experienced what I have, and be where I am today. You all are incredible individuals. I miss soooo many of you and wish I had more times with you everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6147306324803422979?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6147306324803422979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6147306324803422979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6147306324803422979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6147306324803422979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-ones-for-girls.html' title='This one&apos;s for the girls....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2399941508573771037</id><published>2009-02-11T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:50:40.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain shoppers...</title><content type='html'>Suit (with vest) rental : $136&lt;br /&gt;Brand new suit from JCPenny's : $99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are amazing. (and Joseph is gonna look derrrn good in it on our wedding day!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2399941508573771037?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2399941508573771037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2399941508573771037' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2399941508573771037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2399941508573771037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/bargain-shoppers.html' title='Bargain shoppers...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-1033695275019527877</id><published>2009-02-09T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:44:50.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!...</title><content type='html'>(Jessie inspired my to do this post.....with her post..... and also, with us being bored to death...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I realized that I have not done my Sunday Sunshine in quite a long time! Along with you, I do not know what is wrong with me. I will try and do better with these posts fo sho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm sure that everyone is just soooooo sick of hearing about Joe, and wedding stuff, and blah blah blah, but that is just too bad, cuz it is what I enjoy! :) So this week, my Sunday Sunshine is about, you guessed it, Joe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Joe will be leaving for Las Vegas in 9 days. I can't believe we are already down to single digits. It's seems not so long ago when he had just proposed, and the wedding seemed so far away. And not that long ago when I had just moved up to Utah, and didn't even really know Joe :) These past 5 months have been the best of my life. I have been so blessed to have Joe by my side. He is the most amazing man I will ever meet. Here are a few reasons why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I love all of your stories, and how you are not afraid to share them, even if they are a wee bit embarrasing for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How you always open the car door for me, except for those 2 times. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Your amazing knowledge of the scriptures, and how you always school me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Your patience with all of the crazees that are involved with wedding planning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How you secretly want 8 children (don't deny it, love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When you always give me a big hug everytime we see each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The way you take care of Ralphie like a true turtle lover would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The fact that you like cuddling just as much as I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How you swear you aren't romantic, but really are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When you send me random texts that say, "Hey beautiful!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Being patient with my "noobyness" during video games :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How the most important thing to you is a temple marriage! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to you, Joseph. I can't wait to spend eternity with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you (perfectly most)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SZCxrS3wbFI/AAAAAAAAASg/fAnLanpeB5s/s1600-h/n507329949_392253_1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300932118773263442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SZCxrS3wbFI/AAAAAAAAASg/fAnLanpeB5s/s320/n507329949_392253_1974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Libby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-1033695275019527877?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1033695275019527877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=1033695275019527877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1033695275019527877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1033695275019527877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-sunshine.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SZCxrS3wbFI/AAAAAAAAASg/fAnLanpeB5s/s72-c/n507329949_392253_1974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-390054623207214391</id><published>2009-02-06T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:39:06.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazyness....</title><content type='html'>So I just realized that in exactly 15 days, 34 minutes and 17 seconds I will be a married woman. I will have a husband! Isn't that complete crazyness? No more saying, "This is my wonderful, amazing, and overly attractive FIANCEE, Joe." It will be, "This is my cool as kool-aid HUSBAND, Joe". It hasn't really sunk in yet, and I don't think it will until I have been married for awhile. LOL. We are so ready for that day to come that I think when it actually does come, it won't be real. (I'm deep, I know....)&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on getting our apartment put together so I can post some pictures, but it is a slow process for me. I already have a 10 foot high pile of things to take to the DI. It has been really great "de-junking", so that I can make room for all of Joseph's junk. :) But seriously, homeboy has more cords and random gidgets than anyone I have ever met. But, I love him nonetheless. Our spare room will be the keeper of these items, so I am okay with that. We seriously love our apartment. It's a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, things are pretty much the same. We are doing great, and appreciate everyone's love and support! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-390054623207214391?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/390054623207214391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=390054623207214391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/390054623207214391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/390054623207214391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazyness.html' title='Crazyness....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2059716885026094515</id><published>2009-02-05T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:58:49.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hobby.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SYs2pfx9bQI/AAAAAAAAASI/AOQAqavAoG0/s1600-h/02-04-09_1924%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299389473065102594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SYs2pfx9bQI/AAAAAAAAASI/AOQAqavAoG0/s320/02-04-09_1924%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....making Joe try on all the things in my "D.I." box. It's great fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2059716885026094515?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2059716885026094515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2059716885026094515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2059716885026094515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2059716885026094515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-hobby.html' title='My new hobby.....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SYs2pfx9bQI/AAAAAAAAASI/AOQAqavAoG0/s72-c/02-04-09_1924%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2882203567121993936</id><published>2009-02-02T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:55:08.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New place...</title><content type='html'>So I am finally moved into our new apartment. I will spare you having to see pictures for now, since all of my things are just EVERYWHERE! I am looking forward to getting everything put together though, so I promise pictures will come very soon! We definitely love our apartment! It has 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, and even it's own separate laundry room, which was a HUGE plus for me! We were so lucky to find it at such a good price, and look forward to starting our lives in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 19 more days! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2882203567121993936?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2882203567121993936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2882203567121993936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2882203567121993936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2882203567121993936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-place.html' title='New place...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7308254063641995543</id><published>2009-01-23T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:51:51.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggart Olenslager....</title><content type='html'>Baby Tagg has finally arrived! He was born January 20th, and was 9lbs, 7oz and 21.5in long! My brother, Dustin was able to personally deliver him right at home. (They had a midwife, but she was a wee bit late). Desiree says it couldn't have been more perfect! I can't wait to meet him! He's already a little heart throb! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXo67Ksv5fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IB6UdeVgmJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294609100086175218" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXo67Ksv5fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IB6UdeVgmJQ/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXo63x1YqCI/AAAAAAAAARw/BsFq1HxZJuU/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294609041871906850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXo63x1YqCI/AAAAAAAAARw/BsFq1HxZJuU/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7308254063641995543?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7308254063641995543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7308254063641995543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7308254063641995543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7308254063641995543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/taggart-olenslager.html' title='Taggart Olenslager....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXo67Ksv5fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IB6UdeVgmJQ/s72-c/DSC_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3950553259916611844</id><published>2009-01-23T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:44:54.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby (almost) tag....</title><content type='html'>1. Where did you meet? Online! LOL.... I totally stalked him.&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met? Dang, he's tall!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you remember what he was wearing? Jeans...... brown shoes..... black shirt?!??&lt;br /&gt;4. Where was the first place you kissed this person? On my lawn. We were gonna kiss in his work parking lot, but he got scuuuured. ;)&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you go for your first date? I don't know if he considers this a date, since it was the first time we ever hung out, but we went to a yummy sushi place and then watched Prom Night.&lt;br /&gt;6. How long did you know this person before becoming a couple? 1 month&lt;br /&gt;7. How did he ask you out? Very awkwardly! Lol. I don't think he really "asked" me, we just kinda started hanging out all the time.&lt;br /&gt;8. Has this person ever proposed to you? Yup yup. Best day ever!&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you and this person have kids together? No, but Joe is just DYING to have 8 kids, so we will someday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever broken the law with this person? He likes to "borrow" movies online ;)&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the first time you realized you liked this person? After about 3.45 minutes of talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you get along with his family? Yes. They are AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust this person? Always.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you see him as your partner in the future? Maybe just forever :)&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the best gift he has ever gotten you? Probably my awesome bling bling ring. But then there's that awesome red tea pot. Hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the one thing he does that gets on your nerves? He asks me this all the time and I still have no answer. He is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;17. Where do you see each other in 15 years? Living in VEGAS with 6 kids attached to our hips. :)&lt;br /&gt;18. What causes the most arguments? We have yet to experience a full blown argument.&lt;br /&gt;19. How long have you been together? 3 months, 7 days&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you married? 29 more days, baby!&lt;br /&gt;21. Who do you tag? Ann, Chantile, Desiree, KerrieLeigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3950553259916611844?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3950553259916611844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3950553259916611844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3950553259916611844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3950553259916611844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/hubby-almost-tag.html' title='Hubby (almost) tag....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-5324044269486674683</id><published>2009-01-19T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:14:02.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>My fiance is a stud. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXTelnYzKNI/AAAAAAAAARo/e2AQFORflg0/s1600-h/HPIM1026%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293100199876700370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXTelnYzKNI/AAAAAAAAARo/e2AQFORflg0/s320/HPIM1026%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 more days!!!.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-5324044269486674683?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5324044269486674683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=5324044269486674683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5324044269486674683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5324044269486674683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXTelnYzKNI/AAAAAAAAARo/e2AQFORflg0/s72-c/HPIM1026%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2468355646603679198</id><published>2009-01-16T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:42:36.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story of the day...</title><content type='html'>Last night me and Joe were at Ihop. He decided that he needed to go potty. He walked into the girl's restroom. He noticed there were no urnials, but decided to use a stall anyways (thinking somehow that maybe this boy's potty room does not have a specified place for boys to pee). He gets busted by a girl while washing his hands. He apologizes profusely and comes out with an apple red face. Please tell everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXC3N-gQizI/AAAAAAAAARg/ukVoftGDj-M/s1600-h/girls.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291931012904815410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXC3N-gQizI/AAAAAAAAARg/ukVoftGDj-M/s320/girls.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2468355646603679198?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2468355646603679198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2468355646603679198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2468355646603679198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2468355646603679198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny-story-of-day.html' title='Funny Story of the day...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SXC3N-gQizI/AAAAAAAAARg/ukVoftGDj-M/s72-c/girls.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-216977438294783910</id><published>2009-01-15T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:23:53.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralphie! :) ...</title><content type='html'>So this is the new addition to our soon to be family! His name is Ralph, and we love him so! We got him last weekend and have enjoyed his calm demeanor ever since. For the first couple of days, Ralphie's home was a plastic tub with a handmade ramp (made by my handsome fiance). We weren't really diggin it and felt that Ralph surely deserved a home fit for a king. So Joe found a tank on Craigslist for $10. Ralphie has loved it. We bought him some beautiful rocks for the bottom of his tank, an awesome ramp for him to climb and bask, a water filter and heater, and a basking light. Yes my friends, Ralphie has turned into quite the expensive addition, but he is definitely worth it. It also took many a' trips back and forth to Petsmart to find the perfect accessories for him, but we love him nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Ralphie is a male red-eared slider. He enjoys grubbin' on yummy shrimp and the occasional turtle pellet. He has a really cool red tint outlining his top shell, and his belly shell is pretty pimped out as well.  We have enjoyed having him, and look forward to many happy days with him in our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW96CHto3vI/AAAAAAAAARY/4EjsYIYlOgg/s1600-h/01-14-09_2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291582264032419570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW96CHto3vI/AAAAAAAAARY/4EjsYIYlOgg/s320/01-14-09_2235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his "serious" face. Is he not the cutest&lt;br /&gt;turtle ever made?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW95-kmo0bI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BCuoUGnaTcI/s1600-h/01-14-09_2234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291582203068207538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW95-kmo0bI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BCuoUGnaTcI/s320/01-14-09_2234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is chowin' down on some shrimpies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW956YoMC1I/AAAAAAAAARI/LFQPqlx9OPI/s1600-h/01-14-09_2233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291582131134008146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW956YoMC1I/AAAAAAAAARI/LFQPqlx9OPI/s320/01-14-09_2233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Ralphie's wonderful home. We still&lt;br /&gt;have to get him one more ramp, but then it&lt;br /&gt;will be complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Joseph has been very patient with the frustration's that come with non-working turtle equipment. He is pretty much my most favorite fiance ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-216977438294783910?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/216977438294783910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=216977438294783910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/216977438294783910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/216977438294783910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/ralphie_15.html' title='Ralphie! :) ...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SW96CHto3vI/AAAAAAAAARY/4EjsYIYlOgg/s72-c/01-14-09_2235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7994584334335518565</id><published>2009-01-12T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:35:29.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralphie....</title><content type='html'>We totally bought a turtle this weekend. And his name is Ralph. More info to come.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7994584334335518565?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7994584334335518565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7994584334335518565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7994584334335518565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7994584334335518565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/ralphie.html' title='Ralphie....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2714227850760103648</id><published>2009-01-07T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:38:03.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog address....</title><content type='html'>So I figured since I'm getting married and all, I'd better change my blog address to involve my stunning (i love it i love it i love it) man. I'm not sure how else to do it except to let you guys know so that when this address didn't work, you could try the other one. So my new blog address will be joeandlibby.blogspot.com. (Original, I know). I won't be changing it yet, but just make a mental note that it will be happening. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 45 more days!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2714227850760103648?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2714227850760103648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2714227850760103648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2714227850760103648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2714227850760103648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-address.html' title='New blog address....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4014197607205495832</id><published>2009-01-06T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:39:52.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year in review...</title><content type='html'>So I totally stole this idea from my wonderful, fun, and good lookin' future SIL Chantile, but I thought it was really cute! Here is my "2008 year in review". 2008 has brought a lot of happiness and surprises. My life this year has been so wonderful, and I'm so grateful to all the people that made that happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January- I brought in 2008 at a New Years Dance. It was oober fun. I danced with a boy named Jason, who turned out to be one of the funniest kids I had ever met. I even kissed a boy (on the cheek, of course) right at midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPElJNNGuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vLKBTKVqa2c/s1600-h/AQNOUCA1IWWE1CA6NWRDBCA6RQEQ2CAN5T5Y0CAZP4F5KCAI90K1PCAAPIOVMCAP759FUCAUWNM4UCAE1TAGMCA8DV0DPCAF6WX7YCAO2CT28CASUY4JICAZ1YOEPCA84G9ARCAEYX9JECA55W8JOCAUH1YQR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288286529868602082" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPElJNNGuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vLKBTKVqa2c/s320/AQNOUCA1IWWE1CA6NWRDBCA6RQEQ2CAN5T5Y0CAZP4F5KCAI90K1PCAAPIOVMCAP759FUCAUWNM4UCAE1TAGMCA8DV0DPCAF6WX7YCAO2CT28CASUY4JICAZ1YOEPCA84G9ARCAEYX9JECA55W8JOCAUH1YQR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February- During my "I'm all alone on Valentine's Day" pity parade, I decided to host my first ever Game Night. We had food, games, and fun! I invited pretty much all of my friends, even if they didn't know each other. We laughed until we cried! I definitely need to host one of those bad boys again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPEZ796pWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8Z-mgMiNKPU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288286337336255842" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPEZ796pWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8Z-mgMiNKPU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March- On March 3rd, 2008 I turned 21 whole years of age. Wowzzaaa am I getting old. I spent my birthday with my brother and his family. The kids sang Happy Birthday, and even helped me blow out the candles..... what helpers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPNiSdQFaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9Es0yKQli_M/s1600-h/42DM2CA1B1R8PCAJ17I2ICATMM7H9CAFZ3E4WCAQ3GOTECADQ80GRCALQA661CAXZKTTSCACWZ309CAO8PDEMCATWLK41CACCJ8A6CAZG8NGJCAUZ5EE0CAS5DYRQCA9I7RGSCA53TILECAK9KKXYCAG3ZJ2K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288296376416867746" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPNiSdQFaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9Es0yKQli_M/s320/42DM2CA1B1R8PCAJ17I2ICATMM7H9CAFZ3E4WCAQ3GOTECADQ80GRCALQA661CAXZKTTSCACWZ309CAO8PDEMCATWLK41CACCJ8A6CAZG8NGJCAUZ5EE0CAS5DYRQCA9I7RGSCA53TILECAK9KKXYCAG3ZJ2K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April- April was a beautiful month. Lots of sunshine and smiles. My older brother got married on the 16th, and we were able to get all the family together! It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPD9hb3tiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HyCs1K13854/s1600-h/n507329949_323890_3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288285849177798178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPD9hb3tiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HyCs1K13854/s200/n507329949_323890_3732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- May 21st was my oldest nephews birthday. It was filled with Thomas the Train. Desiree even made a Thomas cake.... it was pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDcJl0q8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5PkXbfgHPDc/s1600-h/HZPQUCA20RTVHCAN1H3R3CAMZM4W4CA2WGV80CA6K3001CA7S2R27CAK6MZY8CA61D8K9CA6DRQLRCAQWKWDWCAW8LTRKCAIWJX1XCABUXIVVCAPTYBNQCA12LGZICADYE7HRCAHLV7YWCAT18IQMCAT2FCJL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288285275841407938" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDcJl0q8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5PkXbfgHPDc/s320/HZPQUCA20RTVHCAN1H3R3CAMZM4W4CA2WGV80CA6K3001CA7S2R27CAK6MZY8CA61D8K9CA6DRQLRCAQWKWDWCAW8LTRKCAIWJX1XCABUXIVVCAPTYBNQCA12LGZICADYE7HRCAHLV7YWCAT18IQMCAT2FCJL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June- Oh June, how I love thee. The beginning of summer! June was spent celebrating Nellie's very first birthday. Shes' pretty much the cutest girl ever! We spent lots of days outside in the pool, where Rigdon would swim to me by walking on the bottom... cheater....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDMuSceAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p7yKdn80cHM/s1600-h/ZOXLFCA33Z9W9CA2JCSFRCAKW6RS5CAGD54CTCA3RDK8DCAKV8K1YCAEPGSOMCAB64TCFCA09GABQCAFIBMMFCA1ZX4UNCAITD5C0CAJW1FX1CA26MW21CAHNKO01CAAH5YFJCAWUI89CCA1OH4H0CANIWKHR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288285010814334978" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDMuSceAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p7yKdn80cHM/s320/ZOXLFCA33Z9W9CA2JCSFRCAKW6RS5CAGD54CTCA3RDK8DCAKV8K1YCAEPGSOMCAB64TCFCA09GABQCAFIBMMFCA1ZX4UNCAITD5C0CAJW1FX1CA26MW21CAHNKO01CAAH5YFJCAWUI89CCA1OH4H0CANIWKHR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July- July marked the beginning of my blogging journey. I posted my very first entry! Exciting, I know. We spent the 4th of July watching fireworks at the Santa Fe. We even got those awesome glow stick necklace things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDApXwsQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NC1YalrcFM0/s1600-h/1X6WWCA4CGS7UCAX3BS4BCA7ENLVICA5PHP13CA6NI1YFCAIN7AA8CAF7J5BUCA9611Z1CA1Y4VZGCACK2HLNCA90NG13CA0W0Z8DCA89WLBSCA2A791TCA8J4OH2CACU7FHKCA3FRX9ICAIIXPNHCA1WJZ0O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288284803336024322" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPDApXwsQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NC1YalrcFM0/s320/1X6WWCA4CGS7UCAX3BS4BCA7ENLVICA5PHP13CA6NI1YFCAIN7AA8CAF7J5BUCA9611Z1CA1Y4VZGCACK2HLNCA90NG13CA0W0Z8DCA89WLBSCA2A791TCA8J4OH2CACU7FHKCA3FRX9ICAIIXPNHCA1WJZ0O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August- This month was the month that I first started talking to my wonderful fiance, Joe. It's weird I know, but I totally met him on Facebook. I'm so glad that I started talking to him, cuz now we are totally in love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCxagQmeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bWbNP2EV_XM/s1600-h/ages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288284541647100386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 56px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCxagQmeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bWbNP2EV_XM/s320/ages.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;September- September was a HUGE month for me..... lots and lots of changes. I moved to Orem, Utah. That was so hard for me. I have lived in Vegas all of my life, so it was extremely difficult to just pick up and move 400 miles away. I started working at Dr. Rowley's office, and it has been so fun! I absolutely love it! September also was the month that me and Joe "officially" started dating. I took him to meet my parents, and he took me to meet his. We all hit it off so well. He got along great with my family, and I also fit right in with his! Good ol' September!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCfBdLgfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kuY18Fko4u4/s1600-h/n507329949_398599_6471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288284225685651954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCfBdLgfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kuY18Fko4u4/s200/n507329949_398599_6471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October- October was the first snow that I had seen since being up here. It only snowed for 1 day, but I was not too happy about it. Me and snow aren't really BFFs if ya know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCFw0TfbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xuGbAYwfCSs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288283791722511794" style="WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPCFw0TfbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/xuGbAYwfCSs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November- On November 10th, Joe asked me to marry him! It was such a wonderful day! I am so lucky to be marrying such a wonderful man! Sorry ladies, but I definitely got THE BEST man on this planet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPB8yUUKcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FuBdjm0C0kA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288283637506386370" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPB8yUUKcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FuBdjm0C0kA/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December- Man oh man December. What a crazy month. It was filled with lots and lots of wedding planning. Let me tell ya, planning a wedding is alot more stressful than I thought it was going to be. From invitations, to centerpieces, to scheduling a place for the reception. I am definitely looking forward to it all being over so I can just enjoy being married to again, THE BEST man on the planet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPBvNfsWKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QK2UaNB6xNc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288283404283697314" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPBvNfsWKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QK2UaNB6xNc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, 2008 was a good year. I had fun and definitely grew alot. I had alot of "firsts" in 2008, but will have even more in 2009. First holidays with Joe, first apartment, first time going through the temple.... I am so excited for all the wonderful experiences I will have this year! I hope everyone has a wonderful year as well! Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-4014197607205495832?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4014197607205495832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=4014197607205495832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4014197607205495832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4014197607205495832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-in-review.html' title='A year in review...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWPElJNNGuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vLKBTKVqa2c/s72-c/AQNOUCA1IWWE1CA6NWRDBCA6RQEQ2CAN5T5Y0CAZP4F5KCAI90K1PCAAPIOVMCAP759FUCAUWNM4UCAE1TAGMCA8DV0DPCAF6WX7YCAO2CT28CASUY4JICAZ1YOEPCA84G9ARCAEYX9JECA55W8JOCAUH1YQR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7632401708175923914</id><published>2009-01-05T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:22:37.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hobby....</title><content type='html'>So my dear fiance is very much into playing Xbox. He is pretty much a pro at every game (except NHL 08, where I totally kick his bum). But one of his favorite games is called Gears of War. I have watched him play a few times, and it's pretty intimidating. The monsters are preeeeetty crazy looking, and 5,269 of them attack you at the same time. So yea.... it can get pretty intense. I've never really been that much of a video game player. The last time I played was good ol' Duck Hunt on Nintendo back in 1996. So I'm a little "unpolished". But Joe pretty much loves Gears of War, so I decided to let him teach me. And let's just say that Joe is very very patient with me. I struggled for quite awhile just trying to figure out how to make my guy walk. But slowly I got the hang of it. So on Saturday me, Joe, and a couple of Joe's work buddies all played together, and we got to level 29 of 50! Does anyone want to take a gander at how long that took us? Anyone.... anyone?? It took us 8 HOURS!!! Can you believe it? Me, Mrs. " I don't know how to aim and shoot at the same time" played a video game for 8 whole hours! And it was flippin awesome! I am totally hooked now! I am still a "noob" as Joseph would put it, but I am definitely learning, and look forward to playing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This handsome fella is Marcus. He is my fave.&lt;br /&gt;I am always Marcus when I play! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWJY8yz51DI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ocz7r4VtonY/s1600-h/Gears%2520of%2520War.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287886713941251122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWJY8yz51DI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ocz7r4VtonY/s320/Gears%2520of%2520War.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7632401708175923914?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7632401708175923914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7632401708175923914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7632401708175923914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7632401708175923914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-hobby.html' title='My new hobby....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SWJY8yz51DI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ocz7r4VtonY/s72-c/Gears%2520of%2520War.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-1086416535179371647</id><published>2008-12-23T12:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:28:35.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAVER!!!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SVFJ5e_n_nI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4EqwqBMduE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283085089803599474" style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SVFJ5e_n_nI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4EqwqBMduE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To KerrieLeigh, with LOVE!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-1086416535179371647?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1086416535179371647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=1086416535179371647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1086416535179371647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1086416535179371647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/beaver.html' title='BEAVER!!!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SVFJ5e_n_nI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4EqwqBMduE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8677709468844468300</id><published>2008-12-22T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:24:46.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the joys of Utah...</title><content type='html'>So me, being the whimpy Las Vegas girl, am definitely not used to having my car covered in 54,379 inches of snow. Someone please convince Joseph that we need to move to Vegas... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SU_29ZhFZVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UylBodOoOo0/s1600-h/12-22-08_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282712422610986322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SU_29ZhFZVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UylBodOoOo0/s320/12-22-08_1317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SU_25gCVsFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y0bPPibUCUA/s1600-h/12-22-08_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282712355641602130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SU_25gCVsFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y0bPPibUCUA/s320/12-22-08_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8677709468844468300?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8677709468844468300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8677709468844468300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8677709468844468300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8677709468844468300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-joys-of-utah.html' title='Oh the joys of Utah...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SU_29ZhFZVI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UylBodOoOo0/s72-c/12-22-08_1317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3040330600779402384</id><published>2008-12-18T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:39:11.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65 more days!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Just thought everyone should know!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3040330600779402384?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3040330600779402384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3040330600779402384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3040330600779402384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3040330600779402384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding-countdown.html' title='Wedding Countdown...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-1988927163542234693</id><published>2008-12-14T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:13:01.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!...</title><content type='html'>So I know I'm gonna get soooo busted for posting these pictures, but it's totally worth it! These lovely ladies, my friends, are the wonderful women I get to spend Monday-Friday from 9-5 with! They keep me young, let me tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little lady is Kim. (But don't let the "I'm hiding behind my hair" look fool ya, cuz she's anything but shy!) She is in the process of writing a book called "Geneva Jitterbug", and I am proud to say that I will be the first owner of an autographed copy! Kim enjoys long walks on the beach, Victoria's Secret jeans, People Magazine, a lady named Tesla, and Mountain Dew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SUWBtZCxpvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gkIbDGcneRE/s1600-h/12-09-08_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SUWBtZCxpvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gkIbDGcneRE/s200/12-09-08_1443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768754978399986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this would be KerrieLeigh, or Kerrie, if you're a salesman. She has the cutest little chubby cheeked boy I have ever seen! KerrieLeigh enjoys long walks on the beach, speaking in deep hispanic women's voices, a lady named Delmira, salt and vinegar chips, and Mountain Dew with a shot of Orange Juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SUWBHnz0bOI/AAAAAAAAANk/SC_v4qlu3ZY/s1600-h/12-09-08_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SUWBHnz0bOI/AAAAAAAAANk/SC_v4qlu3ZY/s400/12-09-08_1442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768106107170018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Sunday Sunshine is dedicated to them! The 2 ladies that make me laugh til I cry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-1988927163542234693?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1988927163542234693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=1988927163542234693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1988927163542234693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/1988927163542234693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-sunshine.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SUWBtZCxpvI/AAAAAAAAAOE/gkIbDGcneRE/s72-c/12-09-08_1443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3096304929518499774</id><published>2008-12-12T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:37:21.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Wednesday I was able to escort Joseph to his work Christmas party. It was a ton of fun! The people he work with are really friendly, and I can tell it's just a very casual, fun place to work. While at the party, they gave out these hilarious awards, and everyone got one. They ranged from "The BYU-Idaho Award" to the "Mary Poppins Award". Now Joe was very excited to get his award (he was practically peeing his pants with anticipation!) I was excited too, to know what Joe's co-workers thought of him. So Joe's boss calls him up and gives everyone a little history: how Joe was hired a few months ago, and how he just got back from his mission 6 months ago, yaddy yaddy ya..... and then he says, "And Joe's alrady got a little lady that he plans on marryin! So Joe's gonna get the Anxiously Engaged Award!" It was flippin' awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Joe getting his wonderful Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SULxx8iyllI/AAAAAAAAANc/THNJ2hN94Fg/s1600-h/12-10-08_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279047553599575634" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SULxx8iyllI/AAAAAAAAANc/THNJ2hN94Fg/s400/12-10-08_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, ladies and gentleman, is the Award that will be hung on our Living Room wall for years to come! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SULxuC3PjmI/AAAAAAAAANU/NW3NxZyY6WM/s1600-h/12-10-08_2128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279047486576496226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SULxuC3PjmI/AAAAAAAAANU/NW3NxZyY6WM/s400/12-10-08_2128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3096304929518499774?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3096304929518499774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3096304929518499774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3096304929518499774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3096304929518499774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-wednesday-i-was-able-to-escort.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SULxx8iyllI/AAAAAAAAANc/THNJ2hN94Fg/s72-c/12-10-08_2125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4779680452391098650</id><published>2008-12-09T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:17:57.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement Photos!....</title><content type='html'>So this past weekend me and Joe were able to go visit his family in Vernal. We decided to have his ever so adorable sister, Chantile, take some pictures for us. (We've realized that we are gonna need a lot of pictures....sign in book, slide show, etc. etc.) Anywho Chantile was able to find some awesome places for our photos! We absolutely LOVE how they turned out, and it's gonna be extremely difficult picking one to send with the invitation. If you guys have any favorites, let me know! Thanks again Chantile for doing this! We love you!! Here are a few of the faves. Enjoy, my dears!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aOTVUeLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xn_nK3_-lSw/s1600-h/n507329949_400825_1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aOTVUeLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xn_nK3_-lSw/s320/n507329949_400825_1021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278036490055874738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aKA-tNnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Or6Rae6ZwaY/s1600-h/n507329949_400823_403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aKA-tNnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Or6Rae6ZwaY/s320/n507329949_400823_403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278036416409712242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aGhf4W5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/JsJ0DjQf8kY/s1600-h/n507329949_400821_9761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9Z6OcxFbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7OCIBDVQMGA/s320/n507329949_398604_4767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278036145147549106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9Z1ObIvOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xFNOXbOmjNo/s1600-h/n507329949_398599_6471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9Z1ObIvOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xFNOXbOmjNo/s320/n507329949_398599_6471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278036059241364706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9ZweQJjuI/AAAAAAAAAME/5ji70LvTGFg/s1600-h/n507329949_398597_4760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9ZweQJjuI/AAAAAAAAAME/5ji70LvTGFg/s320/n507329949_398597_4760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278035977590902498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-4779680452391098650?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4779680452391098650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=4779680452391098650' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4779680452391098650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4779680452391098650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/engagement-photos.html' title='Engagement Photos!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/ST9aOTVUeLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xn_nK3_-lSw/s72-c/n507329949_400825_1021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8950495572970825044</id><published>2008-12-01T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:03:02.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Update...</title><content type='html'>So in my fun wedding dress browsing, I was having a really hard time deciding which style I wanted. I finally ran across this most extravagent, beautiful, and ever so charming gown. I knew right when I saw it that it was the one. Let me know what you guys think.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STRM6xxNaHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oIFoL1ea4Ag/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274925636233554034" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STRM6xxNaHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oIFoL1ea4Ag/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..... but seriously. I DID find my dream dress. On Wednesday when my parents picked me up, they took me to this itty bitty bridal store in Kearns. I was a little skeptical, because in my mind, I already had my dress picked out, and I knew this store did not have it. I was surprised at how little the store really was. They actually only sell one dress, in one size, per style. So if you found a dress that you liked, but it was not the right size, you were pretty much out of luck. So I had a few that I had picked out and were trying on. (Let me tell you.....it is such an amazing feeling when you are actually tryin on dresses. It all sort of hits you that you really are getting married!) So I tried on a few, and they were pretty, but none of them really stuck out or made me swoon. So our little helper lady brings out one more, and I immediately fell in love with it, even when it was just on the hanger. I quickly put it on, praying that it would fit.....and it DID! Oh, it was so perfect! I came out all dressed up, veil and all, and my parents also immediately fell in love with it! Oh what a relief!..... a dress that we all loved. I seriously wished that I could have worn it all day! It's really funny because I went into that store already "knowing" what I wanted, but it's definitely true that you have to try stuff on to know if it looks good or not. (As my mother likes to say). I am so excited that I was able to find my dress in 1 store, and didn't have to frantically look through 10 stores to find something that I liked. So yea... I love my dress, and I'm pretty sure Joe will love it too! THANKS MOM AND DAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8950495572970825044?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8950495572970825044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8950495572970825044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8950495572970825044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8950495572970825044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding-update.html' title='Wedding Update...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STRM6xxNaHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oIFoL1ea4Ag/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8677335149883279115</id><published>2008-12-01T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:29:02.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shoutout!...</title><content type='html'>This past weekend me and my parents were able to go to Idaho to see my Grandma and Grandpa for Thanksgiving. We had a ton of fun, and it was so great to be able to see all of my family again. It was also my Grandpa's birthday on Thursday, so I just wanted to put a few of my favorite things/memories of him! Happy Birthday, Grandpa O! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STQ4-6_ltbI/AAAAAAAAALc/XNJ7m97vfW8/s1600-h/grampa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274903717196707250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STQ4-6_ltbI/AAAAAAAAALc/XNJ7m97vfW8/s200/grampa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STQ40eUEcjI/AAAAAAAAALU/DeYdIanV2_w/s1600-h/grampa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274903537699287602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STQ40eUEcjI/AAAAAAAAALU/DeYdIanV2_w/s200/grampa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "Libby Libby Lou.... I'm a lub a you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Our fishing and camping trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Your insanely loud whistle (seriously....no one can whistle louder than my Grandpa!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. When you would come to Vegas and visit and make sure I got home from school safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. "There was an old witch with a stick and a staff.....better not smile or laugh!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Your awesome motorcycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Falling asleep on your lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Walking through your yard with big ol' snow boots on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. When we got lost on Thanksgiving, cuz you didn't turn when I told you to!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Your handsomely striking resemblence to Clint Eastwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Swimming at the pool in Rupert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. When you would let me drive to the store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. All of your fun rhyming songs.....they are my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GRANDPA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8677335149883279115?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8677335149883279115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8677335149883279115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8677335149883279115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8677335149883279115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-shoutout.html' title='Birthday Shoutout!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/STQ4-6_ltbI/AAAAAAAAALc/XNJ7m97vfW8/s72-c/grampa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7750766471473870403</id><published>2008-11-17T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:54:07.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting, Dating, Engagement......yaddy yaddy ya</title><content type='html'>So I know some of you have been wondering, "Who is this Joseph fella?" and "How on earth did he get so lucky to be marrying the great and marvelous Libby Olenslager?" :) Well folks, here goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEETING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started last August. My ex-boyfriend, David served his mission in Lubbock, Texas, and it just so happened to be that Joe also served his mission in Lubbock Texas.....and it just so happened to be that Joe and David were companions. Now, now..... calm yourself..... let me finish...&lt;br /&gt;One fine day last August I was on a oh so popular networking site called Facebook. I was just browsing as usual, when I came across a group called "Members of the great TLM-Texas Lubbock Mission." I decided to take a peek at the members to see if I recognized any of the names that David had mentioned while on his mission. I came across 2- Joe Ipson and Tommy Adams. Oh Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...... but we will need to save him for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.... so after recognizing Joe's name, I decided to send him a quick message. I think it went something like this: "Hey..... so I know this is really random, but did you serve with an Elder Pace?" He quickly responded that he had, and we just started chatting. I was surpised with how well we got along, and how great everything was going. Awhile before I had started talking to Joe I had decided that I was going to move up to Utah, and it just so happened that Joe also lived in the same city I was going to live in. Now, Joe swears that I only moved up there to be closer to him, but I will deny that til they put me in my grave. :)&lt;br /&gt;So I move to Orem, Utah, and the day I got here was so great! Joe even came to help me move in (yea, he kinda liked me!) and then after, we went out to eat and then watched a scary movie that I had been dying to watch with him..... it was terrifying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much after the first day I was here, me and Joe were inseparable. We did everything together, and it was wonderful. But it didn't take long for us to tell each other how we felt about one another (besides the 2 hours when we actually both had the guts to say anything!) We officially started dating on September 16th, and every day since has been wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGAGEMENT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we both were very surprised with how fast things were moving with us, but we also both felt that we weren't rushing things. (weird, I know). So after awhile, we knew that we were gonna get married! We went to visit my parents in Panguitch a couple weekends ago, and that's when we had "The Marriage" talk with them. It went soooo smooth. Joe was a little nervous, but he did great! My dad got a little emotional, and that was kinda hard. It all just hit me that I wasn't a little girl anymore.....BUT, I will ALWAYS be my daddy's little girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;So Monday rolls around, and Joe asks me while I am at work if I want to go to lunch. I was surprised, since that is something we have never done before. So he comes and picks me up. (He was only about 20 minutes late, might I add)....but I'm pretty forgiving. So we go to lunch, and after, we walk back to his car. He opens my door and I get in, and BAM! he gets down on one knee right there and busts out the ring! It was even raining! (Joe says it was just drizzling, but I like to tell people that it was pouring!) haha. So he says, " Will you marry me?" And all I could say was, "Are you joking, are you joking?!?!" So when I finally realize he is quite serious, I say "Yes!!"..... and then we do all the mushy hug and kiss thing. But I absolutely loved it! He did such a great job, in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YADDY YADDY YA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have decided to be sealed for time and all eternity in the Las Vegas, Nevada Temple, on Saturday, February 21st. I am soooo excited! Being with Joe has been so amazing! He is my absolute best friend, and I really don't know what I ever did without him. He is more than I could have ever imagined in an eternal companion! I am so blessed to be a part of his life each day, and look forward to spending forever with him!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7750766471473870403?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7750766471473870403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7750766471473870403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7750766471473870403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7750766471473870403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/meeting-dating-engagementyaddy-yaddy-ya.html' title='Meeting, Dating, Engagement......yaddy yaddy ya'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3364847205622469710</id><published>2008-11-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:51:16.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME AND JOE ARE ENGAGED!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Joe just proposed this afternoon! I will post pictures later, but I just wanted everyone to know!!! Yayyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3364847205622469710?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3364847205622469710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3364847205622469710' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3364847205622469710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3364847205622469710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-sunshine_10.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-5335115903370333858</id><published>2008-11-07T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:29:11.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You learn something new everyday...</title><content type='html'>So the thing I learned yesterday is:&lt;br /&gt; If you are at a restaurant, and you are pointing at someone: ...... if your hand is still really close to your body and you lean back, then they can't see you pointing at them! Thanks KerrieLeigh! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-5335115903370333858?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5335115903370333858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=5335115903370333858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5335115903370333858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5335115903370333858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-learn-something-new-everyday.html' title='You learn something new everyday...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2654947598788230461</id><published>2008-11-04T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:29:46.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Riggy!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SRB5orFVi_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/OZzy1-Zf7VE/s1600-h/n507329949_158838_7294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841704062946290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SRB5orFVi_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/OZzy1-Zf7VE/s320/n507329949_158838_7294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SRB5jnFqrlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MshzWW7oi60/s1600-h/n507329949_158834_7810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841617091243602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SRB5jnFqrlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MshzWW7oi60/s320/n507329949_158834_7810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So November is totally birthday month. Yesterday was my dad's and today is my nephew, Rigdon's big day. He is now 3 years old!!! Wow time sure does fly! When I moved in to live with my brother and sister in law he was only 2 months old! CAARAAZZYY!! It was so much fun being able to see him as well as my other nephew and niece everyday. So I decided to continue the tradition and write some of my favorite things about Riggy. Happy Birthday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your sweet little hugs and kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Little Piggy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Mmmm.....dats sunnnny"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Playing hide-n-go seek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Weeby"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sleepovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Our awesome dance parties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your upside-down sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your help when I would clean out my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Letting you drive when we would get the mail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Going on walks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Watching videos online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Our trips to Target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Reading Little People stories over and over.....and over :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Picnics on the front lawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The butterfly park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your help when I would bake cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Your wonderful stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pumpkin face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Dats ghettto"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday Riggy!! I love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2654947598788230461?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2654947598788230461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2654947598788230461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2654947598788230461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2654947598788230461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-riggy.html' title='Happy Birthday Riggy!!!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SRB5orFVi_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/OZzy1-Zf7VE/s72-c/n507329949_158838_7294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7991533314830946113</id><published>2008-11-03T12:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:15:19.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQ9kLZn7RkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jJZTKdjOkEw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264536636439086658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQ9kLZn7RkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jJZTKdjOkEw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes I did draw this myself! Please don't be jealous of my mad artistic skills!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the birthday of the greatest man alive. Yes folks, we are talking about my amazing father! I have been so blessed to have such a wonderful dad! I know in my younger years I didn't always show it, but I am soooo grateful to him and all the things he has done for me! I decided to make a list of some of my most favorite things about my dad/awesome memories/really random stuff about him. So here's to you, pop! Hope you have a fabulous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your blue and yellow robe that you've had since 1924.&lt;br /&gt;-Letting Elmer's glue dry on our hands and then peeling it off.&lt;br /&gt;-You recording EVERY SINGLE Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;-Teaching me how to hunt and fish and do other manly things.&lt;br /&gt;-Skinning deer in our front yard.&lt;br /&gt;-Going to Rebel for soda.&lt;br /&gt;-Hiking out of a ravine in 2 feet of snow with elk strapped to our backs.&lt;br /&gt;-Watching Die Hard and Terminator.&lt;br /&gt;-Cleaning your fingernails with your knife during Sacrament Meeting.&lt;br /&gt;-Watching Steve Young and the 49ers kick some major butt.&lt;br /&gt;-Your never ending belly button.&lt;br /&gt;-When you used to bring Priscilla the snake home.&lt;br /&gt;-Stopping in a tiny town to get egg rolls.&lt;br /&gt;-Eating crab legs and crawdads at Sam's Town.&lt;br /&gt;-Fishing in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;-You coming to all of my swim meets.&lt;br /&gt;-Falling asleep on your lap when I was a baby (that's still my most favorite picture ever!)&lt;br /&gt;-Watching you play baseball.&lt;br /&gt;-Taking naps in the truck during our hunting trips.&lt;br /&gt;-Teaching me how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;-Attempting to scare all the crazy boys away.&lt;br /&gt;-Your love for pears, mayonnaise, and cheese.......weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU DAD!! HAVE A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7991533314830946113?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7991533314830946113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7991533314830946113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7991533314830946113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7991533314830946113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!!!!'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQ9kLZn7RkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jJZTKdjOkEw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6739063406620279732</id><published>2008-11-03T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:53:37.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!...</title><content type='html'>Miraculous Miracles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday's lesson in Relief Society was on miracles, and it was a really great lesson. We talked about 2 types of miracles: macro and micro. The first type, macro, is a miracle that affects everyone. The sister teaching gave an example of the Atonement as a macro miracle, which I think is so true. It really is a miracle that our Savior did that for us and that no matter who we are we can use that in our lives. The second type of miracle is micro, which only affects you personally in your life. It can be anything really. She spoke about how nothing in our life is a coincidence. Anything that you deem as something "random" or coincidental" is exactly the opposite. Heavenly Father is always 100% involved with ANYTHING that happens in your life, even small things that you think would just have happened on their own.&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful that we had that lesson. I think that sometimes I just shrug things off as being coincidences and don't really stop to think about it. I am so grateful that Heavenly Father DOES know what is going on in my life and is leading me to where He knows I need to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6739063406620279732?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6739063406620279732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6739063406620279732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6739063406620279732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6739063406620279732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-sunshine.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4768756934600239868</id><published>2008-10-31T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:14:58.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The days I almost peed my pants...</title><content type='html'>So in the spirit of this totally "Spooktacular" day, I thought I would share what I deem as the 2 scariest experiences of my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creeper experience #1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQuC29fURsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iLZnaBc8kS0/s1600-h/74KMRCA1ELFQHCAULKR4FCA80LXP4CAX95SKSCAKBOAJICA4KF97JCAQ6QECXCAURZJWQCAUJ6TVGCAD9ZX3HCAA7EO4ZCAV4SFWQCANUE2UYCA2R4VSVCA9IXVI8CA86ZTLQCAHNBJ2CCAR96QR1CA2HE8XQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263444470243018434" style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQuC29fURsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iLZnaBc8kS0/s320/74KMRCA1ELFQHCAULKR4FCA80LXP4CAX95SKSCAKBOAJICA4KF97JCAQ6QECXCAURZJWQCAUJ6TVGCAD9ZX3HCAA7EO4ZCAV4SFWQCANUE2UYCA2R4VSVCA9IXVI8CA86ZTLQCAHNBJ2CCAR96QR1CA2HE8XQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I was only about 6 or 7 years old, and me and my two older brothers (who also probably peed their pants that night) were home alone. We were all downstairs in our basement, which might I add, I was already afraid of. Our basement was part of a 3 story house, so it was underground, but it had long windows on one wall that were pretty much major creeper. People could see inside our basement, but you would never be able to see them even if you were standing right in front of the window. So I was already creeped out from being downstairs at night. Anywho, back to my awesome story. So me and my brothers were downstairs, and I'm pretty sure we were watching some sort of frightening show or movie, so we were already on the jumpy side. So there we were, just mindin' our own business in our creepy basement, when all of a sudden we hear the loudest, most frighteningest banging on our door. I immediately sprung from the couch. The banging just persisted. Now I'm sure you can imagine my horror at this time, since I knew whoever was banging on the door could see us, but we could not see them. (Creeeeeeeepppyyyy!) So my oldest brother rushes upstairs and grabs the phone, and dials good ol' 911. We still are unable to see who is at the door, but the banging (and scraping) at this point just keeps on going. Now while Dustin is on the phone, me and my other brother, Shad, are frantically trying to hide under the couch. Why we are doing this, I do not know, since the space between the couch and the floor was only about 1/2 inch! But hey, we were desperate!! So while me and Shad are trying to flatten ourselves into pancakes, Dustin is still on the phone with the 911 operator, when we hear, "Hey Dustin. Open the door. It's Justin."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARE YOU SERIOUS!!!???? So Dustin goes up and slowly opens the front door, and sure enough, there is his friend Justin, hockey stick in hand! He had been banging on and scraping our door with a dang hockey stick!! So Dustin immediately told the 911 operator that it was all a misunderstanding and that it was just his "friend" at the door. What a crack-head! Who does that?! I guess he was tryin to surprise us..... which I'm pretty sure he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I think back to that experience I get the heebie jeebies. So....moral of the story is... no matter how hard you and your brother try, you're NOT gonna fit under the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creeper experience #2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQuC-tS9b5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/L6rAKDdqRCg/s1600-h/NTELMCAWLSAT5CATYC41UCABMB9SHCADI40XACAT6LA4SCAZBCRNLCAW30CY4CAFA8SWTCANDPZ3OCABW2KA1CA9ARN7LCA350TZCCAOOO3W5CALQWNO5CAWKMWY9CA693GPACAVY078QCAHTRJQSCAJA80QA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263444603335176082" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQuC-tS9b5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/L6rAKDdqRCg/s320/NTELMCAWLSAT5CATYC41UCABMB9SHCADI40XACAT6LA4SCAZBCRNLCAW30CY4CAFA8SWTCANDPZ3OCABW2KA1CA9ARN7LCA350TZCCAOOO3W5CALQWNO5CAWKMWY9CA693GPACAVY078QCAHTRJQSCAJA80QA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in Las Vegas, there is a house that has been tagged as the scariest house around. Let me give you a litte background....... supposedly there is a family that lives there, but their daughter died a few years ago. If your drive by, there is a window in the front where you can see a large portrait of the daughter lit up by an above light. Also, there is a TV in one of the upper bedrooms that is always on, and the channel never gets changed. So me and my girlfriends decided that we absolutely had to check this out. We drove over one night and when we first got there, we just drove by, you know..... gotta scope the place out first. So we drive by, and yes we see the picture as well as the TV. So we flip a U-ey and come and park right in front. We just kinda look around for a minute just to see if there's any movement inside........ nothin'. So we get distracted for a minute and just start talking amongst ourselves. For some reason when we stopped talking, we all happened to look up at the house at the same time, and that's about the time when we peed our pants. Up in the top window where the TV was, there was a man standing in front of it, just staring at us. He was just like a statue, peering down at us with an "I'm gonna cut you up into little pieces" look. We all just stared for what had to have been at least 3.2 minutes, and then my friend Amanda screamed, "GO GO GO GOOOO!!!!" So I pretty much floored it and we have never been back since....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-4768756934600239868?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4768756934600239868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=4768756934600239868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4768756934600239868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4768756934600239868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-i-almost-peed-my-pants.html' title='The days I almost peed my pants...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQuC29fURsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/iLZnaBc8kS0/s72-c/74KMRCA1ELFQHCAULKR4FCA80LXP4CAX95SKSCAKBOAJICA4KF97JCAQ6QECXCAURZJWQCAUJ6TVGCAD9ZX3HCAA7EO4ZCAV4SFWQCANUE2UYCA2R4VSVCA9IXVI8CA86ZTLQCAHNBJ2CCAR96QR1CA2HE8XQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8670948419436754473</id><published>2008-10-28T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:26:52.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>Live, Laugh, Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past weekend Joe and I were able to make a trip to Vernal to visit his family. And let me just tell ya, it was fantastic! I had sooo much fun (as I know you will be able to tell from these marvelous photos!). On Saturday all the guys went outside to do....... whatever "manly men" do on a Saturday morning. While they were outside Chantile (Joe's sister) found a random pack of mustaches. That's right, 7 very masculine strips of facial hair. (One for each day of the week, of course!) So anywho, we decided it would be oh so fun to try them on. And I must say, we make pretty darn sexy she-men. And of course we had to document our fun adventure with these awesome photographs!&lt;br /&gt;My point of this random fun story is that it was just something......random and fun to do. So my Sunday Sunshine this week is pretty much just about loving life and having fun with it!&lt;br /&gt;( I know, I know.... a weird story about me putting on mustaches isn't much of a life changing experience, but....) I was able to just do something that made me laugh. It was great getting to know Chantile better and to be myself around her. We were just having so much fun and cracking up the entire time! And that is my wonderful experience and point this week. Life is such a blessing. We are only on the earth for a short time, and we were put here to have experiences and to learn and grow. (And I am really a fan sometimes of those experiences that make me laugh....). Life is just too short to worry about minute things. HAVE FUN!! We are so blessed to be able to spend this life with the people that we love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most favorite photo from the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgK9tWHWkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ou_1Gkkq2Cg/s1600-h/HPIM0587-1-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262468219843074626" style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgK9tWHWkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ou_1Gkkq2Cg/s400/HPIM0587-1-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's a good thing I make him wax that beast! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgHLLuwtRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hBPSt-SVSEk/s1600-h/HPIM0585-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262464053291300114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgHLLuwtRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hBPSt-SVSEk/s400/HPIM0585-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dats ma boi! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgHFA6fGEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1UxOXz6dwNY/s1600-h/HPIM0584-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262463947308472386" style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgHFA6fGEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1UxOXz6dwNY/s400/HPIM0584-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Chantile thinking of "sad kittens" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgG-hIeV4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/35Pqiemiiz4/s1600-h/HPIM0578-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262463835697993602" style="WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgG-hIeV4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/35Pqiemiiz4/s400/HPIM0578-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..... pretty amazing, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgGm81vs0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Fj_o4v-calo/s1600-h/HPIM0577-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262463430818771778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgGm81vs0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Fj_o4v-calo/s400/HPIM0577-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Sheriff" and "The Grandpa" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgGgFVVRmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VOH6flwG7II/s1600-h/HPIM0576-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262463312839657058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgGgFVVRmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VOH6flwG7II/s400/HPIM0576-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8670948419436754473?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8670948419436754473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8670948419436754473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8670948419436754473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8670948419436754473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-sunshine_28.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SQgK9tWHWkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ou_1Gkkq2Cg/s72-c/HPIM0587-1-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-5793067301384994094</id><published>2008-10-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:46:54.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going crazy...</title><content type='html'>So last night at institute, a guy asked, "So where are you from?" My automatic reply was,  "Vegas." He then asked, "Oh really? What part of Vegas?" And me, being the oh so special girl I am responded with, "Las Vegas!" Oh dear..... I think I am losing my mind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-5793067301384994094?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5793067301384994094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=5793067301384994094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5793067301384994094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5793067301384994094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-crazy.html' title='Going crazy...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2281346226961553564</id><published>2008-10-20T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:07:12.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!...</title><content type='html'>So there have been a lot of changes going on recently in my family. Life this past month or so has just been one big roller coaster ride. I have been thinking alot about it lately, beings how I wasn't really the biggest fan of the whole "your life is about to be drastically altered forever" thing. I have been thinking about my family and some of the changes they are going through, and even though I have had mixed feelings about change, I know that everything is going to be okay. Us Olenslagers are pretty tough to start out with anyway, but I know that Heavenly Father has a plan for each of us.....even if it's not what we think it is. Many times in my life I have just been crusin' along just fine, thinking that I know exactly what I'm doing, and what my life plan was. Then, much to my utter amazement, life throws me a curve ball! Oh the joy!&lt;br /&gt;When it happens, it pretty much sucks big time cuz it really throws ya off. But then when you realize why it happened and get to see the big picture, you realize that all that change was sooooo worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Personally, my life is completely different than I thought it was going to be, even 2 months ago. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a life plan, and that was just how it was going to be. But then my Heavenly Father let me know that he had other plans for me. And I am sooooo grateful for that! My life, again, is totally different than I thought it was going to be, but I wouldn't have it any other way!! Life is good, my friends....... very, very good!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2281346226961553564?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2281346226961553564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2281346226961553564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2281346226961553564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2281346226961553564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-sunshine_20.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2209155788987976738</id><published>2008-10-17T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:40:15.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting questionnaire...</title><content type='html'>So I guess you are supposed to google image your answers. Here goes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your first name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjmRZS17mI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S5jIusRrnr4/s1600-h/libbys_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258205751477136994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjmRZS17mI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S5jIusRrnr4/s200/libbys_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your middle name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjrtFpL2NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/v-kCJiaA8AQ/s1600-h/kate_hudson1_300_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258211724796614866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjrtFpL2NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/v-kCJiaA8AQ/s200/kate_hudson1_300_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your last name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjr9bnQ1YI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IXos8xDjTwc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258212005572040066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjr9bnQ1YI/AAAAAAAAAIY/IXos8xDjTwc/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your birth place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqhd6NfPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9ZVpMViWBOA/s1600-h/Las_Vegas_Strip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258210425640418546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqhd6NfPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9ZVpMViWBOA/s200/Las_Vegas_Strip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjsiX3A8BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PfKyRHOfLak/s1600-h/joe-734964.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258212640219525138" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="144" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjsiX3A8BI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PfKyRHOfLak/s200/joe-734964.png" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place you would like to visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjq3_qbPdI/AAAAAAAAAII/7SDq75pGsUs/s1600-h/hawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258210812658138578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjq3_qbPdI/AAAAAAAAAII/7SDq75pGsUs/s200/hawaii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite place that you have visited: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqXpgcjII/AAAAAAAAAH4/r7Ohf3E1990/s1600-h/olsen9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258210256954887298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqXpgcjII/AAAAAAAAAH4/r7Ohf3E1990/s200/olsen9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where you live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqJAy5zjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XIrG2QO3vOE/s1600-h/timp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258210005508279858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjqJAy5zjI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XIrG2QO3vOE/s200/timp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your past love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjp9QjbPkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8XE7gkfR1kk/s1600-h/ben_affleck_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258209803579899458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjp9QjbPkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8XE7gkfR1kk/s200/ben_affleck_04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite flower:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpvUxbHUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BxNJEQYPnUA/s1600-h/gerber-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258209564194184514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpvUxbHUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BxNJEQYPnUA/s200/gerber-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite object:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpe1xjIGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QAskYK5jWuM/s1600-h/pink-motorola-razr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258209280995303522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpe1xjIGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QAskYK5jWuM/s200/pink-motorola-razr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpPG6lIoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4-rdADjOe10/s1600-h/SeafoodIISF2~Seafood-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258209010718679682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpPG6lIoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4-rdADjOe10/s200/SeafoodIISF2~Seafood-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpCfyAVlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UgweIR4fh1E/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258208794055300690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjpCfyAVlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UgweIR4fh1E/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite animal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjoyXFeKwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KlGQLmJ1lV4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258208516843121410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjoyXFeKwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KlGQLmJ1lV4/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you are doing right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjoKxfPR5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mp6ANtbtcCg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258207836735752082" style="CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjoKxfPR5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mp6ANtbtcCg/s200/untitled.bmp" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I am gonna tag Kathy, Chantile, Ann, Tiffany, and Robyn. Good luck....... ladies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2209155788987976738?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2209155788987976738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2209155788987976738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2209155788987976738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2209155788987976738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting-questionnaire.html' title='Interesting questionnaire...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPjmRZS17mI/AAAAAAAAAGA/S5jIusRrnr4/s72-c/libbys_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6824856369889967</id><published>2008-10-13T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:47:32.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine...</title><content type='html'>So since I missed last week's Sunday Sunshine, I figured I would make it up to you all by making this one a super duper exciting one. So..... I am letting you all see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY FIRST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; photo of me and Joe together! I know, I know. You all are just peeing your pants from overwhelming joy right now. But yea, on Friday me and Joe went to an Institute dance, and afterwards we decided to do a little photo shoot. We struggled a bit since the flash on his camera was as blinding as a fluorescent highlighter on my pupil. But.... we overcame nonetheless. So my Sunday Sunshine this week is just about Joe. Just how great and wonderful and handsome he is. He pretty much makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPOWQgMp6tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fQT8oF-C340/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256710400336587474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPOWQgMp6tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fQT8oF-C340/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6824856369889967?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6824856369889967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6824856369889967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6824856369889967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6824856369889967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-sunshine.html' title='Sunday Sunshine...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SPOWQgMp6tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fQT8oF-C340/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8712101769349391395</id><published>2008-10-10T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:10:29.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waffles and Avalanches...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO93ET6TLaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uVBJvUHJAgo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255550206112640418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO93ET6TLaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uVBJvUHJAgo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday I told Joe that I wanted to start making awesome Sunday dinners. So I said to him, "You get to decide what I make this Sunday. It can be pretty much anything you want." So after a little (and by a little, I mean 7 seconds) bit of time, he replied with..... "Waffles with strawberries and whipped cream." I was like," Ummm. Are you joking?" But nope. Folks, he was quite serious. Good old Joseph really is a simple man. I give him any kind of food to choose from, and he picks cooked batter.....what a doll! He really&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my favorite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO973RULo6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/FYAhE52xDxE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255555479635731362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO973RULo6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/FYAhE52xDxE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yesterday was also the first Colorado Avalanche game of the NHL season. Pictured above is the lovely Joe Sakic. He is Joe's favorite. I think it's because they share the same name, but Joseph says otherwise......typical. Joe is pretty into the Avs, and I think it's adorably awesome. He even wore his jersey all day, just to show his support! I had never watched a hockey game before, so I was excited to give it a try. And I'll admit that it was pretty awesome. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DID &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fall asleep for about 3 minutes, but that's only because their intermissions are so dang long. But other than that, I found it quite entertaining. I guess in hockey, there are some pretty gnarly fights that ensue sometimes (maybe due to that fact that they can pretty much smash each other whenever they want.....but I don't know). There was almost a fight last night, but they were just being boys I guess, cuz nothing really happened. Joe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DID &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;reassure me that Colorado was not really much of a fightin' team though (they're nice), so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, it was a pretty good day yesterday. Waffle talk and an Avalanche game. Can life get any better?..... I think not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8712101769349391395?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8712101769349391395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8712101769349391395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8712101769349391395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8712101769349391395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/waffles-and-avalanches.html' title='Waffles and Avalanches...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO93ET6TLaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uVBJvUHJAgo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-8043931636510815215</id><published>2008-10-08T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:56:16.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph David Ipson...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO0sT7ctUCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CjY_kkyVmpA/s1600-h/birtday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254905061098475554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO0sT7ctUCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CjY_kkyVmpA/s320/birtday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is Joe. And he is pretty much insanely amazing..... just so everyone knows!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-8043931636510815215?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8043931636510815215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=8043931636510815215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8043931636510815215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/8043931636510815215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/joseph-david-ipson.html' title='Joseph David Ipson...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SO0sT7ctUCI/AAAAAAAAAFA/CjY_kkyVmpA/s72-c/birtday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3799052682714153139</id><published>2008-10-06T10:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:23:16.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged!!!....</title><content type='html'>So my favorite previous Young Womens leader tagged me in her blog, so I guess that means I gotta do it! It is called "The Fives". So, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things I was doing 10 years ago...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting so excited to be in Young Womens&lt;br /&gt;2. Having a boyfriend named Jose Alonso (yea.... i know)&lt;br /&gt;3. Attending Garside Middle School&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;5. Not wanting to be 11 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things on my to-do list today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a birthday card for Dustino&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy some scrubs&lt;br /&gt;3. Watch "Heroes"....maybe :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Call my mother&lt;br /&gt;5. See Joseph :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five snacks I enjoy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kettle corn&lt;br /&gt;2. Chex Sweet and Salty&lt;br /&gt;3. Nacho Cheese Doritos&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything that begins with "choc" and ends with "olate"&lt;br /&gt;5. Dried Bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five jobs I've had...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lifeguard&lt;br /&gt;2. Bank Teller&lt;br /&gt;3. Office Manager&lt;br /&gt;4. Medical Receptionist&lt;br /&gt;5. The most awesome aunt in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five places I've lived...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Torrey Pines Street&lt;br /&gt;2. Relente Court&lt;br /&gt;3. Medicine Wheel Avenue&lt;br /&gt;4. Saint Cloud Court&lt;br /&gt;5. Orem, Utah. (aka Ninja cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things I'd do if I won a million dollars...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give my parents a chunk&lt;br /&gt;2. Give my brothers a chunk&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy a house&lt;br /&gt;4. Pay off my fun credit cards&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy my awesome Aston Martin Vanquish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five things that made me laugh recently...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "A....C....H..... phlemmmmm"&lt;br /&gt;2. Whoopin Joe at Wii&lt;br /&gt;3. "I aint never been to jail" .... "you aint SUPPOSED to go to jail!...."&lt;br /&gt;4. Dustin's impersonation of someone wearing a crooked hat&lt;br /&gt;5. Talking to Joe about power outlets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five people I tag to complete this awesomeness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Joe&lt;br /&gt;2. KerrieLeigh&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicole&lt;br /&gt;4. Valerie&lt;br /&gt;5. Holly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3799052682714153139?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3799052682714153139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3799052682714153139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3799052682714153139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3799052682714153139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!!!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2488662888192984719</id><published>2008-09-30T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:03:05.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Horse Whisperer"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOK8ibIdJNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZUu2zvKqmfE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOK8ibIdJNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZUu2zvKqmfE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251967415052215506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at work I found out that the previous receptionist was interestingly known as the "Horse Whisperer". From what I hear, there is some sort of strange Virtual Horse program online, that apparantly this girl was in love with. I guess she would just sit at her desk all day long, and stare at ponies???! Oh, but KerrieLeigh DID say that you could build your own stable, so I guess it had its perks! I was just having a hard time imagining someone who is supposed to be working, looking at fake horses all day! But I guess it was all her "horsin' around" that got her fired!.....get it?..... horsin' around?!? Man oh man, I am a funny one. But I did already warn KerrieLeigh that if she started calling me "Horse Whisperer", I would be very upset with her. So lets all hope that I don't get sucked into that destructive program known so popularly as...... "Virtual Horse....."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2488662888192984719?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2488662888192984719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2488662888192984719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2488662888192984719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2488662888192984719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/horse-whisperer.html' title='&quot;Horse Whisperer&quot;...'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOK8ibIdJNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZUu2zvKqmfE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6456791844268936680</id><published>2008-09-29T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:55:43.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Work!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOGNvi7JYlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c-WUVFM-2X4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOGNvi7JYlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c-WUVFM-2X4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251634488458961490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am officially part of an office again..... and it feels great! Today was my first day at my new job. I work with 2 other super ladies, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KerrieLeigh and Kim, (They are actually sisters) and they are pretty hilarious. I can definitely tell I am going to have a ton of fun working there. Dr. Rowley is out of town until October 9th, so it is a bit slow right now. But I can already tell that there is soooo much I will be doing. There's a butt-load (pardon my French) of medical terminology that I will be getting familiar with, as well as tons of other ear, nose, and throat associated things I will be doing. So I'm pretty excited to start learning a bunch of new things. Tomorrow I get to conquer answering the phone, as well as start on some of the medical dictation. Wish me luck!.... I will keep you posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6456791844268936680?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6456791844268936680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6456791844268936680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6456791844268936680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6456791844268936680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-work.html' title='First Day of Work!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOGNvi7JYlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c-WUVFM-2X4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-7087877463254368208</id><published>2008-09-28T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:16:23.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>The gospel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOBuR2lqRBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yjPidOJxKLw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOBuR2lqRBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yjPidOJxKLw/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251318418504303634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WONDERFUL image added just for Joe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today me and Joe had the interesting opportunity to attend a Jehovah's Witness Congregation in Provo. I told Joe that I had never attended any other type of service, and going to other ones is something he thinks is very "testimony building". So he offered to take me. The people there were very friendly. We stood up to sing, as well as pray. Then one man got up and taught a lesson on courage. I thought he did very well, and he used a lot of references from the Bible. Then we sang again, and another man got up to teach from a little book I believe was called the "Watch Tower".&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting because they have a lot of the same beliefs that LDS people do, but then other parts of their beliefs are just so different from ours. As I was listening to the speakers, I was interested in what I would feel...... and I felt nothing. There was no spirit there. The people, again, were very kind and welcoming, but they lacked the wonderful spirit that should be felt while worshiping. I was very thankful afterwards to go to Joe's ward and feel what it is like to be a member of this gospel and to appreciate the knowledge that I possess of its truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;Today, his ward had a "Hymn Day" in Sacrament. So we were able to sing different hymns the entire time, and feel of Heavenly Father's spirit through all of the beautiful music.&lt;br /&gt;So again, this Sunday, I am grateful for the knowledge I have of knowing that I belong to the only true church, and for the spirit and love I feel each week as I partake of the sacrament and learn more of my Heavenly Father and his wonderful plan for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7087877463254368208?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7087877463254368208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7087877463254368208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7087877463254368208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7087877463254368208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sunshine_28.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SOBuR2lqRBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/yjPidOJxKLw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-5964616565475877215</id><published>2008-09-24T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:09:24.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hunt is over!!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNqQHlKs7MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g8bmkcp6whs/s1600-h/Unemployment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNqQHlKs7MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g8bmkcp6whs/s200/Unemployment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249666775564217538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I have FINALLY found a job! Holy smokes it took me forever! I've been to quite a few interviews, but I guess nothing was clicking. And then last weekend I got called to come do a follow up interview.  So I went in on Monday, and met with the doctor. His name is Doctor Rowley, and he is an Otolaryngologist......yea, I'm not sure how to say it either! But I guess he pretty much heals the ears, nose, and throat, which I think is pretty cool.  So I went in and met with him, and then yesterday they called back and asked me if I would like to work with them. I was sooooo relieved!! I am very excited! But Dr. Rowley is out of town, so I won't be able to start until Monday.....sad. But yea, I am just so relieved that I was able to find a nice job that I will enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, me and Joe also started an institute class last night. You'll never guess which one!!....... ok, I'll tell you. It is called "Dating and Courtship"! hahahah! Yea, Joe was pretty excited about it! ;) But it actually was a really really great class. The instructor is way chill and makes the class fun. So I am excited to continue with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-5964616565475877215?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5964616565475877215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=5964616565475877215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5964616565475877215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5964616565475877215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/hunt-is-over.html' title='The hunt is over!!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNqQHlKs7MI/AAAAAAAAAEY/g8bmkcp6whs/s72-c/Unemployment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3564274116086098628</id><published>2008-09-22T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:55:43.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Families...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNghDoNJjcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/a4Gj3JICXGs/s1600-h/1721679_sta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNghDoNJjcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/a4Gj3JICXGs/s200/1721679_sta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248981711916207554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Sunday Sunshine is a wee bit late this week, but it's all good! This week's post is going to be focused on families. This past weekend, I was able to go and meet my wonderfully wonderful boyfriend's family. Now I will be honest, and say that I was pretty much nervous out of my flippin' mind to go and meet them. I kept thinking, "Wuh-oh. What it they don't like me?" "What if they hate me." "What if they think I'm stranger than their already super strange son?".... the list could go on an on.... But when I got there, it was just so relaxed and fun. It was great to be able to see Joe interact with his family, and the love that they all share.. It just made me realize how wonderful and precious families really are. I just love my family soooo much! I am so grateful that I was able to go to the temple, and be sealed to them forever! What an amazing experience and blessing! I am so grateful for their unconditional love and support, and can't wait to spend the eternities with them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3564274116086098628?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3564274116086098628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3564274116086098628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3564274116086098628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3564274116086098628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sunshine_22.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SNghDoNJjcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/a4Gj3JICXGs/s72-c/1721679_sta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6708963532384613420</id><published>2008-09-14T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:57:31.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>So I have decided that every Sunday I am going to write about something uplifting or spiritual that happened to me that day, or even the previous week. Today's Sunday sunshine is going to be labeled.......(drumroll please).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                        Left......or right?.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SM2yy4LM0-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MsXXCHBz7zs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SM2yy4LM0-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MsXXCHBz7zs/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246045728099062754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I have been in Utah, I have realized that life is just full of choices.....and some pretty darn important ones! I have felt extremely confused about my life, and the things that I need to decide on. While contemplating these things, I have sometimes felt sooo scared and alone, like my Father in Heaven no longer could hear my prayers, pleading for direction. So.....(coming to the point of all of this)..... it was during Sacrament Meeting today that it finally hit me. It was fast and testimony meeting, and the sweetest sister got up to bear her testimony. She began by sharing her thoughts about trials and difficult decisions that we all experience, and how she felt about them. And then she said the answer to my prayers. She said,"......but it is often times when we are struggling most with our selves and with life decisions, that our Heavenly Father is closest to us..." I was just blown away by that! It was such a sweet reassurance to me that my Heavenly Father really does love me, and he would never abandon me. It was definitely something that I needed to hear, and my Father in Heaven knew it!&lt;br /&gt;My new ward is so great! There is such a sweet spirit there, and the people are so friendly! I am soooo excited to associate with them and gain new friendships!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6708963532384613420?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6708963532384613420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6708963532384613420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6708963532384613420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6708963532384613420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sunshine.html' title='Sunday Sunshine!'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SM2yy4LM0-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/MsXXCHBz7zs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-5518952864089409924</id><published>2008-09-07T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:18:20.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' settled....</title><content type='html'>So I am now all moved into my new home! It is great! I'll be honest, and say that my first night here I was preeeeetty freaked out. It might have had something to do with the whole "being in a place totally new and different" thing, or it might have been a result of the super creepy movie I had watched that night. The real reason...... I will never know. But anyways, it has taken a little getting used to. For example, the streets in Utah. I have always hated the whole numbered streets thing, and growing up in Vegas, the only streets with numbers were streets that you didn't want to be on! I have already gotten lost due to my numbered street phobia, but hopefully I will be able to pick it up soon! These past couple of days have been a ton of fun!&lt;br /&gt;On Friday when I got here, I had a couple of my manly friends, David and Joe come and help me move in, and then me and Joe went to an awesome Sushi place, where we made fun of one of the chefs. (Mainly because the only thing he said was "Ohhhh yeaaaa!") And then we hit up Joe's bachelor pad for some scary movie time. And yea, it was pretty intense! And then last night we went to a wedding reception way out in B.F.E., where we talked about our most embarrassing moments. .......if anyone is looking for a hilarious story involving a family, a bathroom, and the non-existence of a bathroom door, please feel free to contact my friend Joe!&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I have noticed about Utah, is how many dang college kids there are! I went to a conference this morning, and on my way there, there was just a slew of college kids walkin down the street. It was pretty crazy! I am also going to a fireside tonight at the same place. I am soooo excited, because Elder Holland is speaking! This morning, Elder Uchtdorf spoke. I was amazed. That is something that I think is soooo amazing!.....to be in the same room as an apostle or prophet!!! It is definitely something that I am going to enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-5518952864089409924?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5518952864089409924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=5518952864089409924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5518952864089409924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/5518952864089409924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/gettin-settled.html' title='Gettin&apos; settled....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4707214621402110301</id><published>2008-09-01T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:19:27.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is how we Olenslagers roll on Labor Day. We take funny pictures, and make random videos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the picture that Rigdon wanted me to take. This is his favorite helmet. He wore it outside today because it was windy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241285159705646402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLzJFU7IFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/jvQa3EHtsmQ/s200/09-01-08_1407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So naturally, Nellie also wanted a picture with the oh so wind protective helmet. I think she looks pretty pimp myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241285840323598194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLzJs8bF13I/AAAAAAAAAEA/8zWoKTvFKP4/s200/09-01-08_1359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Abraham chose what he would like for his photo. He is much too macho for the helmet, so he opted for good old Superman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241285620940678066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLzJgLKII7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/YFMLt0pbHW0/s200/09-01-08_1402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the encore........ this is our cool video of the day. Abe calls it the " We screamed and ran crazy all around." .....which pretty much sums it up! 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She has 4 adorable kids, but the youngest, Adyson, had a runny nose and acted like she was a little on the " I feel like passing out" side. Now usually my immune system would buck up and say "Halt, you weakening little virus!!" But I guess it had the day off, because yesterday it all began....... first, it was just a little scratchy throat, no biggy. But then came the sneezing and stuffy nose. And now today, I have completed the package with the oh so lovely throbbing headache. Being sick is such a joy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239744643269488610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLdP_d_Vb-I/AAAAAAAAADo/TTEAJysV4gQ/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-7247669087107325214?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7247669087107325214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=7247669087107325214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7247669087107325214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/7247669087107325214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/08/blues.html' title='The blues....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLdP_d_Vb-I/AAAAAAAAADo/TTEAJysV4gQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-6020998449194090666</id><published>2008-08-25T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:34:58.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamly Fome Evening.... A.K.A  F.H.E</title><content type='html'>So tonight for Family Home Evening, Abe was in charge of the activity. So we got the privilage of playing a spectacular never-before-played game. It's pretty simple, really. The name of the game is Leap Frog Tree. Rule #1: Position yourself like a froggy. Rule #2: Hop your little heart out to the end of the carpet!&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure Leap Frog Tree is the new Duck Duck Goose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-88b6d6043f1135ec" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88b6d6043f1135ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332931098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FF89EFE416B37D1B3EF173639F8B4F08861581A.7362EB6557BF63BA2B384B8AAA9632A48F2BF541%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88b6d6043f1135ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1F6Uj3NP9kIbDraT247p0ZWYek&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88b6d6043f1135ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332931098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5FF89EFE416B37D1B3EF173639F8B4F08861581A.7362EB6557BF63BA2B384B8AAA9632A48F2BF541%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88b6d6043f1135ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1F6Uj3NP9kIbDraT247p0ZWYek&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-6020998449194090666?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=88b6d6043f1135ec&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6020998449194090666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=6020998449194090666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6020998449194090666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/6020998449194090666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/08/hamly-fome-evening-aka-fhe.html' title='Hamly Fome Evening.... A.K.A  F.H.E'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4794646029640226634</id><published>2008-08-24T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:49:18.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghostbusters....</title><content type='html'>So recently I have been really into ghost videos. Mainly because I have a hard time believing that any of them are real. So on my quest to find some rock hard evidence, I came across THIS video. I am now a believer!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfZItov1BUo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfZItov1BUo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-4794646029640226634?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4794646029640226634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=4794646029640226634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4794646029640226634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4794646029640226634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/08/ghostbusters.html' title='Ghostbusters....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-3120957630148254409</id><published>2008-08-23T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:25:36.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids eat the darndest things!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLDSER4C7vI/AAAAAAAAADg/FvUbYPPx1l4/s1600-h/08-23-08_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237917337591672562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLDSER4C7vI/AAAAAAAAADg/FvUbYPPx1l4/s200/08-23-08_1932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So today at the store, Abe got the chance to pick ANY candy that he wanted!...... and THIS is what he chose?!?!?!!!???  Spaghetti and Meatball gummies. I think I'm officially going to barf. How disgusting is that? When I was a kid, they didn't even have stuff like this. We got to choose between Sixlets, a Tootsie Pop, and Candy Cigarettes.......ok maybe not. But seriously, I can't believe that they even make an Italian specialty into chewy little gummies, complete with meatballs, noodles, mozarella cheese, and garlic bread. INSANE!! .... and that MY nephew would choose to partake of such things! What is this world coming to?! hahah. But I guess its ok, because Abe did reassure me that the spaghetti and meatballs were ok, cuz they tasted like Crabby Patties! But you better believe I'm gonna go buy him some plain old M&amp;amp;Ms and show him what real candy is all about! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-3120957630148254409?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3120957630148254409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=3120957630148254409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3120957630148254409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/3120957630148254409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/08/kids-eat-darndest-things.html' title='Kids eat the darndest things!....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SLDSER4C7vI/AAAAAAAAADg/FvUbYPPx1l4/s72-c/08-23-08_1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-2724611746282787590</id><published>2008-08-22T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:17:35.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8Ff87kXfI/AAAAAAAAABY/iEmquwjfjGM/s200/imgid_vFEc.jpg'/><title type='text'>Back on track.....</title><content type='html'>So I realized today as I was looking at a fellow blogger's blog, that......hey, I have a blog too! Obviously, I am a little slow on the whole blogging thing. But hopefully I will be able to catch up for some lost time! I guess alot has happened since I last posted......&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8ElWXcmLI/AAAAAAAAABI/UKBYqG_R2sM/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237409931360770226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Its official, I am moving to Orem, UT. Yea, I know I have said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; that one on two other occasions....but this time it's for real! I will be living with 3 other girls, none of which I have met before. I am only a little bit nervous about it, but it shouldn't be too bad. I'm not THAT hard to get along with, am I? LOL ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8Ff87kXfI/AAAAAAAAABY/iEmquwjfjGM/s200/imgid_vFEc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237410938145234418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My very best friend, Elder Leland David Pace will be returning home from his mission in Lubbock, Texas this Wednesday. (Yea.... that's like 5 days away!) It is so crazy how quickly time has flown by. I remember the day he left like it was yesterday, and it just doesn't seem like it has been 2 whole years..... but I guess I still have 5 days left, so maybe THEN it will feel like 2 years! haha. He is moving up to Provo to go to BYU only a few days after he gets home, so he will only have a little bit of time to spend with his family. But it will be fun to see him and be able to spend some time with him. He has grown so much these past 2 years, and it has been great to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8Gs7MZ2GI/AAAAAAAAABg/62PtfQY0Low/s200/s733409548_389350_573.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237412260528904290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. And here comes 4!..... My sister in law, Desiree found out yesterday that she will be having a beautiful baby boy in January! I am sooooo excited. Being an aunt is pretty much the funnest job ever. It is going to be so hard to leave them when I move. I have loved being able to spend every day with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.... that might just be all of the exciting things going on in my life right now! Hopefully I won't get distracted again, and will be able to continue on this fun blogging adventure!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-2724611746282787590?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2724611746282787590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=2724611746282787590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2724611746282787590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/2724611746282787590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-on-track.html' title='Back on track.....'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/SK8ElWXcmLI/AAAAAAAAABI/UKBYqG_R2sM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3091121233383458441.post-4436046493448790266</id><published>2008-07-25T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T11:38:38.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>So.... my sister in law is very into "blog stalking", and I always thought she was pretty coo coo! Until the day I started looking for people that I knew in the blogging world. And to my astonishment and horror, I became a stalker myself! Aaahhhh!! I was always looking for people I knew, and clicking on random people's blogs (that I didn't even know.... ) and seeing what was going on in their worlds! So guess what?... now I am my own blogger, and have my very own page! Wow... what a story. So now I will maybe pass on my legacy and have people blog stalk me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3091121233383458441-4436046493448790266?l=libbykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4436046493448790266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3091121233383458441&amp;postID=4436046493448790266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4436046493448790266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3091121233383458441/posts/default/4436046493448790266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbykate.blogspot.com/2008/07/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>Libby Ipson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14810527625386117045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_kv1r66-tA/Sa1S89BZAjI/AAAAAAAAATk/VGNzkQhaoWU/S220/P1000898-W800.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
