<?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-6451900527536648080</id><updated>2011-11-07T19:08:36.304-08:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKkhQOuLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/26yLVVajY7Y/s1600/IMG_0620.jpg'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkScj_KI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7S0b7-Y83bU/s1600/bunco+gals.jpg'/><title type='text'>The "Bee-Or-Kee-Uh" Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5996337406089833199</id><published>2011-08-14T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T03:08:24.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been fretting and worrying and planning and thinking about the arrival of a son and how that would affect my own life since November, when I discovered Enzo would be joining our family of two.  I considered how life would change, and how I would possibly fit in mothering duties with work and school.  It felt exciting, but I was scared about potential hassles and not being able to devote sufficient time to my newborn.  Worries abounded, to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is amazing how thought and worries change the moment you see that beautiful little face.  I can tell you that my entire world shifted upside-down, but in a very good way.  The first time his eyes met mine (and I know that he looked directly at me, even if doctors and scientists say that newborns can't really see), I melted.  My heart became the softest and strongest muscle in my body, and I fell in absolute love.  Maybe someday I will share the story about how he got here, but for now I will say that bringing him here was a remarkable, fulfilling experience.  The pains and rejoices from that delivery are even better now that I get to kiss and love and snuggle the little guy each day--I just drink him in.  He is delicious and deliriously handsome and perfect to me.  I tell him all about how perfect he is, and someday I will become the super-annoying mom to him, who just won't shut up about how much I love everything about him.  Poor kid.  He already gets an earful from the proud mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have found myself, for the first time, trying to eliminate.  What in my life can just disappear so that I will have more time for my little son?  How can I simplify to help myself enjoy this period of life better.  I remember telling Dane one time that I will have to sacrifice a little bit of time now with my son, but it will be the best for his future.  Oh, how I regret that statement.  I don't want to spend a single moment without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I do know is that the last week has been one of the very best weeks of my entire life.  I wouldn't trade it for a million dollar vacation getaway to some exotic place.  The little moments were beautiful, and I spent hours just staring at Enzo as he slept or ate or fussed or smiled or cooed.  I am telling you, I am addicted to the little fellow and want nothing more than to be attached at the hip to him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I just have some thinking to do about how to make this year work a little better for me.  I want as much Enzo time as I can possibly have.  For now, during these next five weeks off of work, I am going to squeeze in every moment of time possible.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babies know just what to do to get you hooked, I am telling you.  I had no idea about the magical affect of our little guy, but Dane and I have never felt so changed.  We love eachother a thousand times more, and we had no idea our hearts could expand so much from the addition.  Our love and happiness overflows time and time again.  What a blessing Heavenly Father has given us, allowing us to become parents to the purest, most perfect little spirits.  Part of me can't wait to see the little one grow and develop and learn, but I will never forget how much I love this little stage, when everything about them is absolutely pure and perfect.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enzo, you are just the very best thing that has ever happened to us!  We couldn't be happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*Don't mind the rambling, please. This post was written late at night--3:49--after I woke up my son to eat.  Seriously, I think this child would sleep through the night.  Who does that?  I love my sleep, but eating is definitely a priority over here!  I feel like his personal nutritionist--gotta help him stay strong and healthy.  The blessings and responsibilities of being a mother!  (I can only imagine how much he will sleep as a teenager, now that I think about it...)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Pictures to come.  I think I am going to go private before I post anything.  Be sure to plop your email address in the comments if you make it all the way through to this endnote.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5996337406089833199?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5996337406089833199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5996337406089833199' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5996337406089833199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5996337406089833199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/08/melting.html' title='Melting'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8538646403268683257</id><published>2011-06-28T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:19:20.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And We Got a Honk!</title><content type='html'>Last week I attended  a conference with most of the college reps from around the state.  I look forward to this conference each year because I know just how random and spontaneous college reps can be--especially the two I traveled with this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the primary topics around the office, with two pregnant women--is our own pregnancies.  Not a day goes by in the office that there isn't a comment about breastfeeding or pumping  or babysitting offers or maternity pants or pregnancy discomforts--from almost everyone around the office.  Though I have threatened if jokes were made, I still can't help but laugh at this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Guillermo picked me up at the SUB parking lot with a few little decorations on our vehicle.  I was sure that the signs would come down immediately--but boy, was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTTyP2VC_6Y/TgqZFRltTrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/M3IVF1cvnUM/s1600/honk%2Bif%2Byou%2527re%2Bpregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTTyP2VC_6Y/TgqZFRltTrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/M3IVF1cvnUM/s400/honk%2Bif%2Byou%2527re%2Bpregnant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623475400625442482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled from Pocatello all the way to Boise, all over town, and back.  We only did get one honk, from a little green Geo Metro, and that one honk made the entire trip worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks heavens for great travel companions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8538646403268683257?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8538646403268683257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8538646403268683257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8538646403268683257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8538646403268683257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-we-got-honk.html' title='And We Got a Honk!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTTyP2VC_6Y/TgqZFRltTrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/M3IVF1cvnUM/s72-c/honk%2Bif%2Byou%2527re%2Bpregnant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2043256098446086102</id><published>2011-06-07T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:16:00.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project: 30 Days of Love</title><content type='html'>After almost four years of marriage, Dane and I still become better friends everyday.  I am sure many of you feel the exact same way.  It is amazing that you can continue to love and admire someone more and more all of the time.  Just when I think I care about him as much as is possible, I love the man even more. The growth is just so natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I began "Project: 30 Days of Love," something I have wanted to do for such a long time.  I am leaving a little love note of some kind around the house each day.  It is small, but I am pretty excited about it.  Dane isn't much of a "words of affirmation guy," but I really think he will appreciate the little thoughts.  So, I will report at the 30-day mark on the progress of this silly project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got the idea a long time ago from this video.  It is sweet and inspiring.  Someday I hope that Dane and I are just like this couple!  I have just fallen in love with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WNfvuJr9164" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2043256098446086102?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2043256098446086102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2043256098446086102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2043256098446086102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2043256098446086102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-30-days-of-love.html' title='Project: 30 Days of Love'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WNfvuJr9164/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3863192809794888779</id><published>2011-06-06T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:17:08.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Secret Friend</title><content type='html'>The title of this post is especially cheesy.  I don't know what else to call this little pen pal/gift giver.  The only thing I know is that her kindness has been a true blessing in my life.  I have no way to thank the person because, of course, they choose to send packages anonymously and without any type of return address.  Super sweet and fun for her, but a tad bit intriguing and at times flustering for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One day, about three months ago I got home from a crazy day at work and was a little overwhelmed with everything.  I went out to my mailbox for the daily mail check and saw a manila envelope with my name on it.  I had walked out in a hurry and came back feeling a little puzzled and confused.  It is not everyday that I just get little packages.  I sat on my couch and opened everything up, finding some baby items.  A huge gush of gratitude whooshed in, and I felt so blessed and just dropped to the floor, sobbing.  I immediately offered a prayer for the person's thoughtfulness.  It was such a kind thing, and I was thankful to know that someone out there truly cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Each week I have continued receiving packages, some with maternity outfits (like my very first pair of the dreaded and then decidedly comfortable maternity pants), baby clothes, baby items, gift cards for dinners out, and little pampering items.  Checking the mail has become one of my favorite hobbies, with these gifts and new wedding announcement and graduation announcements and Ensign and Good Housekeeping magazines.  (Especially since we usually receive our bills via email).  Almost each and every day turns into a great day as I arrive home and check our little box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Throughout all of this, I have wished so much that I could know who this person is, and to be honest, I have no idea how to truly thank her.  I have spent many nights and conversations with friends and sisters trying to guess who this person might be.  I think that part alone is the most frustrating part.  I want so much for her to know how thankful I am for the sacrifices and attention from the gifts.  My husband and I cannot believe the generosity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So, in an effort to convey at least a little bit of the gratitude, I decided this might be my very best shot.  So, to my secret friend out there, thank you--time and time again--I wish I could say it in person, but this will just have to do for now.  I would never truly be upset if you did in fact choose to reveal your identity, just a thought.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3863192809794888779?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3863192809794888779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3863192809794888779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3863192809794888779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3863192809794888779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-secret-friend.html' title='My Secret Friend'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3952913551561386551</id><published>2011-05-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T05:40:37.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple Notes on the Weekend</title><content type='html'>I love weekends!   When 4:00 rolls around on Friday, I feel like I am totally released from most responsibility--and I love it.  Weekends are for playing and having fun and relaxing and catching up.  A couple of big moments happened to me this weekend--not in the form of a fancy trip or anything like that, but smallish-big moments.   Anyway...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little man has become a huge mover.  I can feel him all of the time, and each night I sit and watch my tummy move.  It seriously feels and looks like he is doing somersaults in there sometimes.  I love feeling his knee or foot jutting out and have so much fun interacting with him.  At least, I think we are interacting.  I love putting my hand somewhere and waiting for him to kick it--if he isn't really playing games with me I would instead choose to be naive.  Needless to say, he has won my heart!  I have no idea how I am going to work out this motherhood role with everything else for the next two years, but I am going to try to have faith.  Whew!  This weekend I just enjoyed laying in bed and watching my tummy, listening to Dane as he slept, and hearing all the house and outside noises around me.  I was in complete heaven and felt so incredibly content and happy.  It was such a small thing, but I loved feeling like life was slow enough to take in that little moment.  Thank you, summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another huge pregnancy milestone was reached--I wore my first pair of maternity pants on Saturday.  I have been adopted via mail by someone who sends a package or two each week, and this package contained a summer maternity outfit.  I was super skeptical, even though I knew that I could no longer fit into all of my pants, with the exception of one or two pairs.  And boy, I feel like I have missed out.  Those things with the maternity waistband were so comfortable.  So, at 29 weeks, I have finally overcome my fear of maternity clothes!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, the Stake President popped into Ward Council to announce that boundaries were again changing in our stake.  I felt a little emotional because I guess I got attached to the girls and calling over the last nine months in this ward (from the last boundary change--and that boundary change was a little difficult for me but was so exciting).  I think the Bishop's 30-minute thank-you session to our group, full of tears, was really what got to me.  He is a really young Bishop, and I have really enjoyed working with him!  I think he is one of the very best around! Well, yesterday was that big meeting where the boundaries were defined.  I think I was the only one in the hundreds of people who just lost it when I saw that I was in a new ward.  Not only will I be missing some people, but I am so sad to leave the calling.  It was certainly so difficult for me and was such a growing experience, but I loved those girls.  Now, I am in a completely different ward!  I am trying so hard to have faith, and I know that I couldn't handle having that calling with all of the big changes this fall, but I am certainly going to miss the girls and opportunities.  I think maybe I am most sad because I always feel like I could have done more.  It was such a short time to serve, and I saw so many changes in those girls.  I sometimes felt like a proud little mama in there!  Anyway, I am desperately trying to look positively to the future and know that the Lord will bless me with new (and hopefully easier) opportunities to serve.  I do know that my own life has been richly blessed during the nine months I was in the ward.  I guess that is really all that matters.  Bishop talked a lot to me about truly finding out why I was asked to serve in that position, and I never really tried to get an answer.  Now that I am moving on, I would really like to know what I was meant to gain from the short experience.  Anyway, on to new things!  What a day--and poor Dane had to comfort me many times yesterday!  What a emotional woman I am every once in a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3952913551561386551?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3952913551561386551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3952913551561386551' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3952913551561386551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3952913551561386551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/05/couple-notes-on-weekend.html' title='A Couple Notes on the Weekend'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1701785273717533271</id><published>2011-04-12T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T05:42:50.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Body</title><content type='html'>The last few months I have been really struggling with this growing, changing body of mine.  It is definitely different from what I had before, that's for sure.  I have looked in the mirror and wanted to just cry after seeing those silly stretch mark already appear in a spot or two, and I have at times felt like one unattractive little mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came yesterday--at work I ran across two different people who told me that I was just beautiful. Last week one of our Ambassadors told me that I was radiant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how can I hate this beautiful little body that I have been blessed with, one that is able to create an entire person inside?  This body is a miracle machine.  It will be able to endure intense pains to bring new life.  It may look different and may not be quite as toned or sharp as before, but I really consider these changes a blessing.  For the first time yesterday, I was completely in love with my new self.  I was happy to make physical sacrifices to accompany a new little one.  It might not ever really go back to the way it was before, but I am extra grateful for the opportunity I have to carry children.  Motherhood is something beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1701785273717533271?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1701785273717533271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1701785273717533271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1701785273717533271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1701785273717533271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/04/changing-body.html' title='Changing Body'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-78001357616443840</id><published>2011-03-28T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:45:54.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fit and Frugal</title><content type='html'>I have a love for personal finance!  I love to teach it and read about and help others with it.  I have co-instructed money management classes at ISU and even helped open a Financial Wellness Center on ISU's campus.  Someday I hope to work in a financial counseling office, helping others with their personal finances.   I have a library of great reading and have taken several seminars and college courses.  However, applying the principles that I know can be so darn difficult!  Dane and I are really big savers--we currently live off of one income and save the other one.  We are working hard to pay off our car and a little bit of student loans.  We are serious about paying our tithing and have faith that things work out financially for us because of this!  I know that we could do much better!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a bit difficult for me.  I have been wanting some shelves from IKEA for about a year now.  Just this weekend I found out that my mom and sisters are planning a girls trip down to SLC for some home decor shopping in April.  Oh, I can hardly wait to go--and I have a jar full of money I have been saving for an occasion such as this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was hard because I decided to put that in savings instead.  I have really learned to have patience and to postpone that instant gratification by saving for things.  Dane and I have some pretty bright financial goals to fulfill before the little babe arrives, so I am doing my very best to stay on target.  If I can just work really hard for the next few months, we will have so much peace of mind when our tiny man arrives.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, Dane and I just measured--and those bookshelves of my dreams are actually a bit too large for our room anyway.  It is a purchase that would naturally have to wait for a little house in the future.  I am feeling much better about that silly savings decision earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent a while today also rebuilding our budget for the next few months, and it was wonderful.  We definitely have some cushion and will meet our goals if we can stay on track for a little bit longer.  Right now I am thankful for two parents who taught me that value of saving and being careful with money.  They were able to pay cash for everything but their home, and they are wise and finance with 15-year mortgages, paying them off early as well.  We lived comfortable, good lifestyles, and I hope to imitate what I have seen for so many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane and I did splurge this weekend and purchased a little bbq grill with money from the savings jar--nothing fancy by any means, but it is enough to encourage us to keep managing these apartments for another year or two.  We are getting a bit stir-crazy, so having a useable space outdoors for the summer will make a huge difference for us!  Onward and upward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Dane--once I am hooked on something finance-related, I just go crazy.  I am an all-or-nothing kind of girl. My recent financial inspiration came from good old Dave Ramsey himself.  I have been putting off his literature for a while because I have clashed a bit with a few of his ideas--however, after a good read of one book, I am pretty hooked.  Of course, 95% of the book is really consistent with all financial authors I have found.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wondering if this idea is silly:  I want to start a financial blog, where I chronicle (anonymously) my financial practices for better fitness and tie in statistics, tips and tricks, and sound money management advice all in one place.  Is that a silly idea?  I think I would take more time to make posts worth reading than I do here (of course).  I could even have little guest-posters with their frugal ideas (couponing, furniture refinishing, cheap dates, etc.).  If you made it all the way to the end of this, I would love to hear from you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-78001357616443840?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/78001357616443840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=78001357616443840' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/78001357616443840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/78001357616443840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/03/fit-and-frugal.html' title='Fit and Frugal'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-69305623729422423</id><published>2011-03-27T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:40:50.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Some Summer (or Warmer Weather)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHAbqUvDEHQ/TY_Y7DixjbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PDpxlBm7-_c/s1600/100_0197.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHAbqUvDEHQ/TY_Y7DixjbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PDpxlBm7-_c/s400/100_0197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588924171665116594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg8FRH70C9M/TY_Y676Z8oI/AAAAAAAAAds/iIjTxCie2bE/s1600/100_0198.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kg8FRH70C9M/TY_Y676Z8oI/AAAAAAAAAds/iIjTxCie2bE/s400/100_0198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588924169616749186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Swd5x8nW8V0/TY_Y6l6hRiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/v1Y6WnLawZ8/s1600/100_0199.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Swd5x8nW8V0/TY_Y6l6hRiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/v1Y6WnLawZ8/s400/100_0199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588924163711649314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YbhdLxl6Ozk/TY_Y6fMNdvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0WhVn2KYL5M/s1600/100_0208.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YbhdLxl6Ozk/TY_Y6fMNdvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/0WhVn2KYL5M/s400/100_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588924161906800370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayF-IyZimCw/TY_Y6I2AhNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Bg4HYo2pSds/s1600/100_0209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ayF-IyZimCw/TY_Y6I2AhNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Bg4HYo2pSds/s400/100_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588924155908097234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today might have welcomed a bit of snow, but it was really pretty fabulous outside overall.  What better can you do to welcome in some nice weather than throw some burgers on the grill?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-69305623729422423?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/69305623729422423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=69305623729422423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/69305623729422423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/69305623729422423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/03/ready-for-some-summer-or-warmer-weather.html' title='Ready for Some Summer (or Warmer Weather)!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHAbqUvDEHQ/TY_Y7DixjbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/PDpxlBm7-_c/s72-c/100_0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1325146236402418592</id><published>2011-03-26T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T08:50:13.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Little BUNCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After a successful year of the avoidance of hosting Bunco, I finally gave in.  Last month when the question regarding the host came up, there was silence.  If anyone knows me well, they know that I will always volunteer to do something if no one shows interest within the first 30 seconds.  Bunco is one of my favorite nights each month, and I must say that I still had a great time, even if I was worried to death about fitting 12 of us girls and 3 tables in my dining and living rooms.  It helps when they are 11 of the kindest gals around.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXJD4y41S9M/TY4GPmiSMLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/EeZzvvwx4Us/s1600/100_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXJD4y41S9M/TY4GPmiSMLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/EeZzvvwx4Us/s400/100_0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588411052725514418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to attempt to dress up the usual Bunco stuff:  the food area, the prizes, and all the Bunco necessities/tools.  I wish I had thought about doing that sooner, but a few minutes and a couple of extra things seemed to work out okay.  Please note:  I am not yet a professional party planner--I think those people plan things out more than one hour in advance, a habit I still haven't discovered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Le4vaN767W8/TY4GCZ3n2SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/x8iL-ZKb8_c/s1600/100_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Le4vaN767W8/TY4GCZ3n2SI/AAAAAAAAAdE/x8iL-ZKb8_c/s400/100_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588410825987053858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JC3ms5CeVPc/TY4GCLZM03I/AAAAAAAAAc8/p6O1IUTtr-A/s1600/100_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JC3ms5CeVPc/TY4GCLZM03I/AAAAAAAAAc8/p6O1IUTtr-A/s400/100_0163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588410822101357426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFzPAWWOkIY/TY4GByYrkkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2Md1EOm7L4o/s1600/100_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFzPAWWOkIY/TY4GByYrkkI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2Md1EOm7L4o/s400/100_0165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588410815388291650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am usually pretty competitive when it comes to Bunco--and let's be honest, there is really no strategy or skill involved whatsoever.  I have practiced the art of "The Secret" a few times and really believe that some positive energy makes a big difference, as silly as that sounds.  Anyway, I think I pretty much had the game of my life:  I had 4, count 'em 4, Buncos--that is equal to about my grand total from previous times, and I also had the most wins.  It was certainly a night to remember.  Cali and some of the other girls will have to watch out because I am on a roll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mj0V7msOQZc/TY4GBrwctzI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_tRs9rireng/s1600/100_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mj0V7msOQZc/TY4GBrwctzI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_tRs9rireng/s400/100_0172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588410813608933170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the girls are really the most important part of Bunco.  I am so grateful for how flexible and kind and fun they are!  It ended up being a great night for me because of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2gucx6mOaw/TY4GBTA0ewI/AAAAAAAAAck/1qMwTCkm5HI/s1600/100_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2gucx6mOaw/TY4GBTA0ewI/AAAAAAAAAck/1qMwTCkm5HI/s400/100_0169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588410806966713090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we'll see just how long I can possibly go before my turn to host Bunco comes up yet again.  It will be a breeze the second time around!  Thanks to everyone for coming!  It was good to see you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1325146236402418592?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1325146236402418592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1325146236402418592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1325146236402418592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1325146236402418592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-for-little-bunco.html' title='Time for a Little BUNCO'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXJD4y41S9M/TY4GPmiSMLI/AAAAAAAAAdM/EeZzvvwx4Us/s72-c/100_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6919708360250493610</id><published>2011-03-01T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:42:45.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add that to the Dictionary</title><content type='html'>Last week, after I wore different cardigans six days in a row, Dane dubbed an obvious wardrobe staple the "card-again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, he sang the famous cardigan line from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Miley's&lt;/span&gt; "Party in the USA" one too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  am in need of an intervention, especially after I wore yet another  today.  So, I am trying a new experiment for the chilly month of March  this year--I will wear a new outfit each day of the month--no repeating  cardigans or sweaters--all different clothing.  This will give me an  opportunity to be more creative with the clothes I do have, and it will  help me to move away from my little obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear cardigan, how I do adore you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8OG4zbsau8/TW3KPMumATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cOHq-ZNwVgM/s1600/cardigan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8OG4zbsau8/TW3KPMumATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cOHq-ZNwVgM/s400/cardigan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579337875845415218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image found&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://chawedrosin.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/short-sleeved-cardigan082.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://emilyhasthings.blogspot.com/2009/12/happiness-and-cheer.html&amp;amp;usg=__OM48XPdyliEM0PgkFp23AdPJKjo=&amp;amp;h=685&amp;amp;w=499&amp;amp;sz=170&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=118&amp;amp;sig2=rL0IZDHsgiRq40riYoGmyQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=3ZXkB-tyUOeDBM:&amp;amp;tbnh=168&amp;amp;tbnw=117&amp;amp;ei=lsptTcrHNYv2swPT3YjDCw&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcardigan%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1229%26bih%3D518%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C3869&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=131&amp;amp;vpy=118&amp;amp;dur=16&amp;amp;hovh=263&amp;amp;hovw=192&amp;amp;tx=90&amp;amp;ty=142&amp;amp;oei=g8ptTdzCL4yosAON6uXCCw&amp;amp;page=11&amp;amp;ndsp=14&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:0,s:118&amp;amp;biw=1229&amp;amp;bih=518"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you happen to have a favorite item of clothing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6919708360250493610?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6919708360250493610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6919708360250493610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6919708360250493610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6919708360250493610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/03/add-that-to-dictionary.html' title='Add that to the Dictionary'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8OG4zbsau8/TW3KPMumATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cOHq-ZNwVgM/s72-c/cardigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-9180355926742867018</id><published>2011-02-28T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:54:58.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVRvErceVOE/TWxRyHCq8lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/2IyTK4diZN0/s1600/100_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVRvErceVOE/TWxRyHCq8lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/2IyTK4diZN0/s400/100_0115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578923959730762322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I haven't been able to will myself out of bed before about 7:30 (the only side effect of pregnancy that I have experienced)--this morning was a welcome exception.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was up, wide-eyed and bushy-tailed at 6:30, semi-ready to take on the world.  After viewing my blog reel and checking Facebook (a daily task) and doing a quick pick-up around the house, I got ready for the day and had an extra 20 minutes before I left for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part of the morning included making my daily to-do list and doing some quiet reading before the day began.  I think I will make this a regular part of the morning routine.  I could already tell that it was going to be a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-9180355926742867018?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/9180355926742867018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=9180355926742867018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9180355926742867018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9180355926742867018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVRvErceVOE/TWxRyHCq8lI/AAAAAAAAAcE/2IyTK4diZN0/s72-c/100_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8787047588401317</id><published>2011-02-26T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:15:38.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Hard...</title><content type='html'>Right now I am patiently waiting for Dane to get back from taking care of "The Properties," the family investment.  I guess one of the families moved out of a house, and it was in pretty bad shape afterward.  Yikes!  The boys got to fix it all up today, pulling carpet and painting some walls--along with some other stuff, I am sure. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I have been going to sleep between 10:00 and 10:30 each night.  I am usually ready for bed around 8:00 and just fight the urge to sleep as long as possible.  I am trying my very best to wait up, but boy am I fading fast right now.  The housework is done, so I don't have any physical stuff to keep me moving around.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank heavens for the Shaytards, a YouTube sensation, for keeping me up a few more minutes.  My friend's older brother makes vlogs about his family, and he has like 800, 000 followers.  The past few days I have watched a few of the videos, and that local family is just hilarious!  Without a few of those videos and the new B.o.B's "The Kids," I wouldn't get to see my boo tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost there...he should be home around 12:30 or so!  Only 15 minutes to go.  I can do this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8787047588401317?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8787047588401317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8787047588401317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8787047588401317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8787047588401317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-hard.html' title='This is Hard...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3396099438593027321</id><published>2011-02-16T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:00:22.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V-Day to Dane</title><content type='html'>Today a coworker told me to listen to this song--and I am completely in love. So, here is my cheesy but genuine song dedication to Dane. I am trying to make Valentine's Day a daily little thing around my house--not the gifts or meals at Pasta Vino--but instead just more of an attitude of gratitude and love. Savoring all of those little moments together during this challenging but exciting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane did a great job on Valentine's Day this year though. I finished working at 9:30 after a FAFSA/application night over at Sho-Ban High School. When I got home there was a plant, letter, and my favorite chocolates on the bed. It was a busy day for him, but he still made time to make the night special. I also found out that he ordered a pair of Sperry's for me. Yikes--I can hardly wait to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone takes some time to celebrate being with the people they love the most--everyday. What a great blessing we all have. If you have time, take a few minutes to listen--please do. I promise you will be glad you did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Gs3fg_WsEg?rel=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3396099438593027321?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3396099438593027321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3396099438593027321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3396099438593027321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3396099438593027321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-v-day-to-dane.html' title='Happy V-Day to Dane'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_Gs3fg_WsEg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5187347920434087684</id><published>2011-02-08T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:05:28.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake Fiasco</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was on top of the world--work and class finished--just me and the kitchen for a couple of hours.  It was pure bliss at first.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My inner domestic goddess was firing on all cylinders.  I threw a couple of pots of water on to boil, and tumbled the laundry on my way out to grab the mail.  Seriously, I was loving this productivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I secretly wished Dane could see me managing dinner (lemon pepper chicken, smashed garlic red potatoes, and steamed broccoli) and baking some killer cupcakes at the same time (melting stuff for the frosting and taking perfectly-cooked cupcakes from the oven).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it happened! Of course that evil thing hubris was present--and I really believe that it ruined everything.  Seriously, people--don't you get cocky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided it was time to let the frosting cool on the burner, so I proceed to turn it down to just a warming temperature.  It was the logical thing to do--well, I turned down the burner for the boiling pot of potatoes instead.  Oh, dear--did that frosting burn up.  After wondering why it started to boil and wouldn't stop, I finally noticed that ill-fated mistake earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With very little time to correct before mutual, I salvaged what was left and topped the perfect little cupcakes--tainting those little things.  I was sure that the girls wouldn't notice--they still tasted okay.  And Dane did some cute little piping to make them look like Hostess cupcakes too.  That would certainly cover up any flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way out of the car, ready and pounce and set that room up at the church, I nearly lose the cupcakes to the cold asphalt below.  My cat-like reflexes came to the rescue, only to smash those cupcakes to pieces.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only one person was willing to eat my cupcakes.  Another leader Lindsey, bless her heart, ate two.  I called her after mutual to thank her for eating.  She noted that she thought they were great, and then she followed by saying that she will eat anything chocolate that I placed before her.  Seriously, I rose and was dropped again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, my fear of sharing baked goods was reaffirmed.  On a positive note, I was reminded that this little cupcake fiasco will not end my little world.  I am at home now, ready to do some much-needed exercising, Glee watching, laundry folding, and studying.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew!  Happy Tuesday to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5187347920434087684?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5187347920434087684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5187347920434087684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5187347920434087684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5187347920434087684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cupcake-fiasco.html' title='Cupcake Fiasco'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5123002925268377729</id><published>2011-02-06T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:51:53.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>During the Superbowl</title><content type='html'>Right now the Superbowl is playing on our television--and I am doing some much-needed blogging and journaling.  Dane and I love sports, but we don't really get into the NFL.  The Superbowl is fun to watch, but it really isn't a big deal.  So, I hope no one is really offended that this game doesn't get me incredibly excited.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  The cutest commercial was just on--the Volkswagen commercial with the little boy dressed as Darth Vader.  So great!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  I am so excited for a third Transformers!  Eek!  I was a little disappointed in the second one, but I think the third is looking up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Dane and I got a guacamole pack from Bountiful Baskets yesterday, and we were pretty excited about it--so much that we already made a gigantic batch of guacamole.  We pretty much downed an entire bag of tortilla chips too.  So good!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I just finished the most productive, wonderful presidency meeting ever a while ago!  I felt like the group was so great at working together and planning with purpose.  I can't help but feel grateful for the time others put in and for their thoughtfulness and consideration.  What a great group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Lately I have felt a little frustrated with my changing body.  No one has noticed the changes yet, but I really feel like I am getting just enough of a tummy to look overweight and not enough to look pregnant.  Is this stage hard for anyone else?  Last weekend Kelli and I went out on the search for clothing for Kayla's wedding, and I had a breakdown in the middle of a Target dressing room.  Thank heavens Kelli was there to make things better.  She was a saint of a shopping companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Recruitment season is almost done!  Hallelujah!  I feel like a free woman--especially since our crazy events are finished up.  This next week is going to be beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is enough for today.  I am hoping that I start blogging a little bit more.  It is really just fun for me.  So, with that, have a great Superbowl Sunday evening!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5123002925268377729?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5123002925268377729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5123002925268377729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5123002925268377729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5123002925268377729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/02/during-superbowl.html' title='During the Superbowl'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1690067213502302271</id><published>2011-01-18T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T16:40:01.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand-Me-Ups</title><content type='html'>I was blessed with two very beautiful, very schnazzy sisters.  Do note that they are not only pretty on the outside, but are fabulous women on this inside too--and that's really what matters.  Isn't it crazy that I can refer to all of us as women now!  Yikes!  No more Sucher girls--we are women, hear us roar!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this weekend I got to spend some premium down time with Kelli, who I consider one of my bestest buds.  I will blog later this week about the cheer competition, but I really want to talk about her kindness to me.  In the family, I would say that I am the frumpiest and worst-dressed. And I don't mean that in a "pity me" kind of way.  I have two super-trendy and cute sisters, and I happen to go into mental spasms if my daily routine and dress take more than fifteen minutes.  I just can't take it.  Thank heavens for curly hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli "cleaned out" her closet and donated a bunch of absolutely adorable clothes to a much-needed source--muah!  Oh, the joy when I took home a whole new wardrobe to wear.  I feel like a new woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am really thankful for Kellli's donation.  She is so thoughtful and willing to help if I ever need anything.  I am so blessed to have her as my little sister and think that she is one incredible woman--I have no idea how she is able to manage her load, but I am incredibly proud of her and can't believe I am lucky enough to have her in my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1690067213502302271?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1690067213502302271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1690067213502302271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1690067213502302271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1690067213502302271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/01/hand-me-ups.html' title='Hand-Me-Ups'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3814890247427283369</id><published>2011-01-14T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T09:50:01.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don 't Be "Spacey"</title><content type='html'>When I was in high school, I was definitely known as one of the village ditzy, gullible girls.  So naturally, when I ran for student body office, I made one of my slogans, "Don't be spacey, vote for Kasi."  It was a great fit, and with the smooth campaigning of my sophomore sister and video producing ability of my good friend Stuart Summers, I luckily managed the win.  To add to your understanding of my air-headedness, I  will tell you that one girl who was clearly in the lead for getting the senior "ditziest girl" award started a campaign to rally against me for the annual senior publication.  She didn't want that spot just as much as I didn't want it either. Thank heavens not too many jumped on that bandwagon and my picture did not appear in the spot.   Whew, crisis averted!  Not that it really matters though, let's be honest.  We are all past those high school days--on to bigger better things like having careers, getting really educated, and creating beautiful families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that whole blurb, I just have to say that this last week or two have epitomized my spacey nature.  I have dropped the ball on some Make-A-Wish volunteer efforts, forgotten books for class, managed to miss calling some students--it has been quite a learning experience.  And I am reminded, especially during those weeks where I attempt to be "free" (aka:  without a planner), that I really do need some type of to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to introduce you to my daily agenda--a helpmeet, advisor, and taskmaster all in one!  And I am about to fill out my page for today (it may be close to noon, but late is better than never in this case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TTCLWXEszwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/lQ_Ca_Nfl0Q/s1600/daily_docket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 532px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TTCLWXEszwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/lQ_Ca_Nfl0Q/s400/daily_docket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562098756069674754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I use the 8.5 x 11 version to track meeting notes, meals for the week, exercise habits, goals, and those daily to-do's.  I just adore it and know that it helps keep my life on track.  Oh, how I am thankful for &lt;a href="http://www.simplemom.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;simplemom.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this gem of a free download.  There is even a mini version to save trees.  I try to be a bit more environmentally conscious by printing duplex.  Anyway, happy planning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3814890247427283369?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3814890247427283369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3814890247427283369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3814890247427283369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3814890247427283369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/01/don-t-be-spacey.html' title='Don &apos;t Be &quot;Spacey&quot;'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TTCLWXEszwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/lQ_Ca_Nfl0Q/s72-c/daily_docket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2609627925170857901</id><published>2011-01-11T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:41:03.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the Best-Dressed Team in College Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TS0ut49DYGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uPyBut0e92k/s1600/o%2Bducks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TS0ut49DYGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uPyBut0e92k/s400/o%2Bducks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561152480789880930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I got to hang out with the boys and take in some good old college football.  The BCS championship game took precedence over anything else in our lives for the night.  It was the ultimate priority, and I loved it.  I have to admit that I love just hanging out with Dane and his friends.  (Dane's friends are a bit more tolerant of my commentating, though!)  Going to ISU games and watching sports events on the big screen are some of my favorite memories.  Is that sad?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just have to give a shout-out to the Ducks.  I love you, and if I could choose anywhere to play (based on facilities, sponsorship), I would Oregon.  I am sorry about the game last night.  We were all rooting for you, and you gave us some exciting, clutch plays.  However, seriously--why did you try to rush the ball in when you were in the red zone?  You tried a dozen times before you finally ran an option, realizing that the run wasn't working.  That Auburn defensive line is tough!  Enough negativity--great season, great players, great game.  It was a fun game overall to watch.  And, you guys sure did look good while you did it!  The best-dressed team around.  I feel like I can hardly wait to see what you are wearing each time I watch an Oregon game (fulfilling my feminine love of fashion).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is all--best of luck next year.  I will be rooting for you if you are in the ship again--or any other non-SEC team.  That conference powerhouse needs a bit of humbling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://dreadnaught.wordpress.com/2009/06/25/oregon-ducks-2009-football-uniforms/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2609627925170857901?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2609627925170857901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2609627925170857901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2609627925170857901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2609627925170857901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/01/ode-to-best-dressed-team-in-college.html' title='Ode to the Best-Dressed Team in College Football'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TS0ut49DYGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uPyBut0e92k/s72-c/o%2Bducks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6538891864777537183</id><published>2011-01-10T16:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:18:01.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping Back In</title><content type='html'>Over the last few weeks, I have found myself lacking a bit of motivation.  And, after a fairly long hiatus, I am so ready to get back into the swing of things.  That Christmas break tends to really throw off my groove.  I'm telling ya! Seriously, I pretended like I was 18 again and went to sleep at 2 or 3 in the morning--on purpose!  And waking up at 10 really isn't the sunniest little start for the day.  That whole situation really doesn't work any more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so excited for this new semester, a fresh new start.  I almost feel like a new semester is like a brand new year, and I feel so nervous but so excited about the possibilities.  I felt like there were a thousand little bumps in the road today (like nearly dying, dropping the ball on a Make-A-Wish item, not getting my class schedule to work, etc), but no--I was not about to let them get me down.  Not at the beginning of a new semester.  No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated in a conference call last week with the JKAF group who started the "Go On" campaign in Idaho.  What an incredibly inspiring group!  I thought I would add this little ditty to remind myself and others about what amazing possibilities we each have, especially right at the beginning of the semester and year.  It is going to be beautiful.  (New goal to add to my bucket list:  volunteer for JKAF.  Please, oh please, oh please take me on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzsiUhXAgKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzsiUhXAgKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/6451900527536648080-6538891864777537183?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6538891864777537183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6538891864777537183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6538891864777537183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6538891864777537183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/01/jumping-back-in.html' title='Jumping Back In'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-143033277028893432</id><published>2011-01-01T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:59:59.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a quick post to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TR_3UL1Y2jI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_RcM3Az_iz8/s400/happynewyear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557432391344642610" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually have a list of 8 to 10 different resolutions, each one very specific and detailed.  This year I have only 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  live more fully in the moment and genuinely experience life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  be more devoted to my Heavenly Father and His Son, Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very simple, without a number to times to do something each day or week.  These are my favorite resolutions yet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, best of luck on your new day, week, month, year, and decade.  It is going to be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-143033277028893432?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/143033277028893432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=143033277028893432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/143033277028893432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/143033277028893432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TR_3UL1Y2jI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_RcM3Az_iz8/s72-c/happynewyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5883771877157552057</id><published>2010-12-14T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T06:38:47.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Both Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TQeA92A1EiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/v1iLH7IpGgg/s1600/wood-tile-look.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TQeA92A1EiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/v1iLH7IpGgg/s400/wood-tile-look.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550546865716793890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Insert the catchy pop song courtesy of Hannah Montana)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane and I have been bitten by the "house owner" bug, but we haven't given in quite yet. Seriously, we have to take advantage of this free rent stuff as long as we possibly can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still dream though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I try to envision the kitchen, but I can't quite decide if I prefer tile or wood flooring. Tile is ideal for the environment, but it can look so cold and plain. Well, I discovered a great union on HGTV this weekend. Thank you, "Income Property." Seriously, I find out so many great ideas on there like engineered hard wood floors and inexpensive backsplash tiling, etc. So, without further ado, tile that looks like wood flooring. I am telling you, it fit that apartment so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love, love, love it right now. I do realize that by the time we buy a house and can do some of our own renovations, this might be completely out of style. But for now, my dream kitchen has the white subway tile backsplash and this hybrid flooring. Dream on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(picture found &lt;a href="http://www.barefootfloor.com/blog/index.php/2010/08/ceramic-tile-in-wood-look-as-alternative-for-hardwood-floors/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5883771877157552057?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5883771877157552057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5883771877157552057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5883771877157552057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5883771877157552057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/12/insert-catchy-pop-song-courtesy-of.html' title='The Best of Both Worlds'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TQeA92A1EiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/v1iLH7IpGgg/s72-c/wood-tile-look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1604201184595539659</id><published>2010-12-12T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:12:41.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add that to my Bucket List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I got a hankering to go on a cattle drive.  Not quite sure why or where that came from, but I told Dane that we have to add that to our Bucket Lists.  Could you imagine how much fun riding along with a bunch of ranchers would be?!  Just envision yourself riding around the high desert terrain, setting up a tent at night, and starting a fire to make dinner.  Now, that sounds rugged, and lately I am getting more into doing some of that manly, physical stuff.  I might just have to go and spit on something (just kidding, I am not quite to that point--I plan to preserve some of my lady-ness).   First step:  learn how to ride a horse.  That shouldn't be too hard with a cowboy marrying into the family.  I actually think I will need to work on that first step for a while.  One step at a time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TQVWbSRn_YI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3JSm6lauFsc/s400/best%2Bcattle%2Bdrive.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549937142566223234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture found &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/1545879.jpg%3Fv%3D1%26c%3DIWSAsset%26k%3D2%26d%3D77BFBA49EF878921F7C3FC3F69D929FD688EA2C637ADEED33B0786DC7B86DDB0D31A5FCC352DAFD4E30A760B0D811297&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.life.com/image/1545879&amp;amp;usg=__9R-4jy0riaPKj3OWUtkJwzpOvgw=&amp;amp;h=388&amp;amp;w=594&amp;amp;sz=22&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=112&amp;amp;sig2=vIYrpK_ljmJJlB3tnKrSYA&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=CkL1uHolVqXSeM:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=165&amp;amp;ei=x1YFTZPNLoSssAPmkIjkDQ&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcattle%2Bdrives%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1209%26bih%3D706%26tbs%3Disch:1%26prmd%3Div0%2C3103&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=939&amp;amp;vpy=139&amp;amp;dur=446&amp;amp;hovh=130&amp;amp;hovw=199&amp;amp;tx=188&amp;amp;ty=129&amp;amp;oei=wVYFTZ-3I4SmsQOkqoSwDQ&amp;amp;esq=4&amp;amp;page=6&amp;amp;ndsp=24&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:11,s:112&amp;amp;biw=1209&amp;amp;bih=706"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1604201184595539659?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1604201184595539659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1604201184595539659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1604201184595539659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1604201184595539659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/12/add-that-to-my-bucket-list.html' title='Add that to my Bucket List'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TQVWbSRn_YI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3JSm6lauFsc/s72-c/best%2Bcattle%2Bdrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8171340244319605846</id><published>2010-12-02T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:54:15.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning a Lesson</title><content type='html'>I have thought a lot over the last couple of days about writing this post, mostly because it is so crazy personal....and so crazy for that matter.  (Please don't think I am maniacal or anything after reading this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was really young I watched an episode of "Saved by the Bell, " the one where Jessie Spano wants nothing more than to become the valedictorian of her class.  Well, that very moment, I made that silly ranking my primary goal.  Through many, many prayers and refusing to study on Sundays, that silly, worldly dream came true.  Heavenly Father was true to form and answered my plea. That 4.0 (a symbol of perfection) was such a beautiful number to find on the final transcript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to college. I decided to try and keep this silly thing going until I finished my undergraduate years.  Why stop a good thing, I thought.  Well, I let that little number create anxiety and stress.  I didn't let school rule everything, in fact, I preferred extracurricular involvement in college.  I couldn't let go of that goal.  And again, Heavenly Father so faithfully answered my many prayers for help.  I happily led my college in walk and with a 4.0 GPA as I received a Bachelor's Degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I have let that 4.0 determine my worth as a person.  I recently learned, now in my third semester of graduate school, that I will be unable to get an A in one of my classes.  My 4.0 goal for graduate school is now impossible.  I knew that getting the first A- or B+ would be hard, but I never really knew how horrible I would feel inside.  I have felt incredibly incompetent.  Looking at the B+ on a paper (that solidified my non-A) gave me the worst pit in the stomach I can image.  I just kept hearing that little B+ chanting "failure" directly in my ear.  I have sobbed and sniffled and coupled over many times over the last few days. I continued staying busy and working hard, but the moment things became quiet, the moment I was able to think, my heart felt so broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, as I type this, I am crying.  Of course.  I am trying so hard to learn from this situation and move on.  This was the hardest semester of balance I have faced, and unfortunately school took a back seat yet time after time. Only, this time Heavenly Father didn't bail me out.  He let me fall and fall and fall, getting back up each time. I am learning though.  I am recognizing, more and more, that I am worth more than what that little number indicates.  I am resilient, and I have a lot going for me.  I am going to be successful and make beautiful babies and be a happy mother and wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope no one else is placing their worth on something that really lacks intrinsic worth.  Our worth comes because we are amazing, god-like children of our Heavenly Father, and we have the capacity within us to resemble Him more and more each day.  We have potential to achieve greatness through faith and the willingness to endure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Him, and I am thankful for the opportunities I have to grow and stretch myself a little more and a little more all the time.  He is going to shape me into something really special someday.  I just have to let Him do it.  Just you watch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8171340244319605846?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8171340244319605846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8171340244319605846' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8171340244319605846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8171340244319605846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/12/learning-lesson.html' title='Learning a Lesson'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-9116748339784317968</id><published>2010-11-28T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T08:44:01.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGTsXO_rI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TCnwuGs7Cqo/s1600/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGTsXO_rI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TCnwuGs7Cqo/s400/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544641764130750130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGTIntv6I/AAAAAAAAAaw/6SKT1N853FA/s1600/IMG_1058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGTIntv6I/AAAAAAAAAaw/6SKT1N853FA/s400/IMG_1058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544641754536198050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGS5ImbrI/AAAAAAAAAao/O0z10MbeGb0/s1600/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGS5ImbrI/AAAAAAAAAao/O0z10MbeGb0/s400/IMG_1066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544641750379163314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought it was a joke when by boss texted me last Tuesday morning to say that ISU was closed!  What!?  In all my years on the ISU campus (7 years and three months or so), ISU has never closed the campus down--even though I hoped and wished the powers on that campus would do it!  My wish finally came true that day, and I enjoyed a full day of homework and errands (with a little fun mixed in).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all of the snow around us, we had no other choice.  The day's activity was our only logical option! This pair of 25-year-olds hit up some stores for boots and sleds, then braved the cold at Bartz Field to do some sledding! (Don't judge us for not bringing any children with us.  Boy, did we look silly among all the 10-year-old children and dating teenagers.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-9116748339784317968?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/9116748339784317968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=9116748339784317968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9116748339784317968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9116748339784317968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPKGTsXO_rI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TCnwuGs7Cqo/s72-c/IMG_1061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3818669606224954990</id><published>2010-11-27T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T19:19:29.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Great Time to be Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPHJ66kWkII/AAAAAAAAAag/0o5PXxlTExY/s1600/IMG_1219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPHJ66kWkII/AAAAAAAAAag/0o5PXxlTExY/s400/IMG_1219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544434630261117058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The holiday season just naturally oozes gratitude, especially Thanksgiving.  It is a great time of year to slow down, soak in some life, and consider the many, many blessings you have. Dane's cousins and their friends participate in the annual "Thanksgiving Challenge," and I think it is a great idea!  So, for the third year now, I scribbled my thousand bits of gratitude on many, many pieces of paper.  I found that I am thankful for everything from my family members to a warm apartment to Andes Mints.  So many things!  Each year I think that coming up with 1,000 things will be far too difficult; each year I am surprised by just how easy the task really is.   I hope that this little tradition makes its way to your home someday too.  I asked Mykel if I could share their challenge with the girls in my Young Women's group.  She told me that spreading it all over is nothing but a good thing (something to that extent anyway).  So, spread the word!  Ipromise your heart will be even more full as you spend even more time contemplating the things that make your life so full and wonderful.  Happy holidays!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPHGmGZqVkI/AAAAAAAAAaI/JxpZzDkf45E/s400/IMG_1226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544430974125364802" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3818669606224954990?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3818669606224954990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3818669606224954990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3818669606224954990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3818669606224954990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-great-time-to-be-grateful.html' title='It&apos;s a Great Time to be Grateful'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TPHJ66kWkII/AAAAAAAAAag/0o5PXxlTExY/s72-c/IMG_1219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2804944230339850726</id><published>2010-11-23T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:52:19.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Spiritual Analogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOwNIgekJfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/21H6KFf7iVk/s1600/tampa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOwNIgekJfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/21H6KFf7iVk/s400/tampa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542819681194485234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old roommate Linzy is the queen of spiritual analogies!  Seriouly!  This woman can find inspiration in almost any daily task.  I appreciate and admire her ability to recognize important lessons in even the most simple things.  Now that she has two adorable little boys, she has even more material for growth and learning.  What a beautiful mother she is too!  I have been trying to acquire some of her skills and talent in paying more attention to life.  So, here is my very first attempt at an analogy, taken from my own daily experience.  (This is a big moment for me!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, which was quite snowy and rainy, I made the short trek to Idaho Falls to be with my family to help with some wedding planning.  I remembered before I left that a windshield wiper blade was in seriously need of repair (ahh, replacement--I am not as cheap as I used to be).  Visibility was pretty low with the bad wipers that morning as I did my weekly Bountiful Basket pickup.  There was a patch of wet snow/slush that just would not be removed by the wipers.  Dane made a quick stop with me to help replace them.  Bless his heart!  The quick moments for the replacement made the visibility increase so much, making the car ride much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was driving along, I realized a teaching moment. Sometimes I get so distracted by things going on all around me.  These things can be good, but sometimes they mask the clarity that the Gospel provides.  As I live life with the Holy Ghost as a constant companion, filled with scripture student and prayer, my view becomes more and more clear.  I can see my destination, and the path ahead of me.  When I allow myself to replace the most important things with business, I can lose sight of all the reality of a loving Father in Heaven all around me.  In a way, I can forget to change the windshield wipers, leaving a fuzzy view of everything around me.  Plus, it's not a safe way to live.  Everything becomes more sharp and crisp as I see through spiritual eyes everything around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(image found &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://fcit.usf.edu/florida/photos/pics_06/0627.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://fcit.usf.edu/florida/photos/envirmnt/weather/0627.htm&amp;amp;usg=__ik7omrfC_hYJf6Zrvp5Sm8xZZSM=&amp;amp;h=563&amp;amp;w=700&amp;amp;sz=87&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;sig2=87PvP8Wm3jsN-_NnE-guHw&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=hT5hMdr_Vp9pbM:&amp;amp;tbnh=126&amp;amp;tbnw=157&amp;amp;ei=4AzsTNi-JYvyvwPClZiGAQ&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtampa%2Bsnow%2Bwindshield%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1209%26bih%3D706%26tbs%3Disch:1%26prmd%3Div&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=384&amp;amp;oei=4AzsTNi-JYvyvwPClZiGAQ&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=23&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&amp;amp;tx=75&amp;amp;ty=31"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2804944230339850726?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2804944230339850726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2804944230339850726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2804944230339850726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2804944230339850726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-spiritual-analogy.html' title='My First Spiritual Analogy'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOwNIgekJfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/21H6KFf7iVk/s72-c/tampa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-379133628078926728</id><published>2010-11-22T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T11:21:30.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Planners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSzsFH9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mN-qq3XuJEc/s1600/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSzsFH9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mN-qq3XuJEc/s400/IMG_1037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542455919801343954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSgA2r3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/B3Ocg5h95Os/s1600/IMG_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSgA2r3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/B3Ocg5h95Os/s400/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542455914519768946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSHG-45I/AAAAAAAAAZo/FyGGJpfns90/s1600/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSHG-45I/AAAAAAAAAZo/FyGGJpfns90/s400/IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542455907834586002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCRtlqZLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eXx7ycazEbI/s1600/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCRtlqZLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eXx7ycazEbI/s400/IMG_1043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542455900983944370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ready, Set, Go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding planning has begun!  I am feeling pretty stoked for this wedding.  Kayla is going to be a stunning bride, and I am excited to welcome Patrick into the family.  He is a great guy, and we couldn't be happier for Kay-Kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uniqueness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayla is doing a peacock them for her wedding, so white, deep turquoise, and black are her colors.  Little peacock feathers will be incorporated in the cake, floral arrangements, and centerpieces.  We asked one person about what she thought of the theme, and she mentioned that she has seen everything, including some zebra and leopard prints.  We got a feeling that she thought our theme was a little weird. I personally love the idea!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Four Planners:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four loud women, a big snow storm, and wedding plans can equal one crazy day!  After a couple of minor breakdowns along the way, the perfect dress was snagged, refreshments were determined, and decorations were settled.  We had a big list to accomplish, which probably added a bit to the excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Icing on the Cake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though that day was crazy and busy, seeing Kayla's expression when she tried on that dress was priceless.  I was so happy for her and glad that she found something that made her look beautiful.  The pictures just can't do justice for that moment.  What a great day for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-379133628078926728?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/379133628078926728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=379133628078926728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/379133628078926728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/379133628078926728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/wedding-planners.html' title='The Wedding Planners'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOrCSzsFH9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mN-qq3XuJEc/s72-c/IMG_1037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7415052302459465012</id><published>2010-11-17T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:12:38.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOR89HZ2_bI/AAAAAAAAAZY/AUqzHthv8AY/s1600/IMG_1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOR89HZ2_bI/AAAAAAAAAZY/AUqzHthv8AY/s400/IMG_1018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540690830973926834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOR88vV3QmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tkhyylUPXqs/s1600/IMG_1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TOR88vV3QmI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tkhyylUPXqs/s400/IMG_1003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540690824514716258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fritz and Laura Perls seem to have a pretty fresh perspective on things.  They together agree that it is most powerful for a person to live in the present and really develop an awareness of self. (Please don't mind my psychobabble.)  So, I decided that I would stop futuring and thinking about what comes next and really focus on how I feel at this exact moment, this particular gestalt.  (We just got done discussing this in class, of course! Do I really understand the theory?  Probably not, but I'll still give it a shot.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*munching on  some delicious "Special K with Red Berries" and hoping I will stop soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*seriously trying to decide if it is too late to take a nap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wondering why I am putting this on the blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*noticing that my legs are really sore (from basketball and walking a lot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sensing some serious tension in my shoulders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*feeling excited to share the H.A.L.O. club's salsa with Dane when he gets in the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*preparing myself for a wonderful reading of Sweeney's book on Adlerian Counseling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*turning off the television because I am a little upset about the contaminated sea food news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*enjoying the peace and quiet around me, only hearing our little heater work its magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahh--really trying not to think about the future--can't help it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*getting ready to go ahead and get my journal entry done early tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*checking out my red Christmas socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking that Gestalt counseling could be my cup of tea.  It really empowers you to stop focusing on the past and worrying too much about the future.  Enjoy the moment and really live in it.  Have great, connecting conversations with people.  Think beyond the to-do list (hard, I know).  Love and embrace the real you, not some ideal person out there.  Find joy in the little moments.   So far it sounds pretty good to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7415052302459465012?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7415052302459465012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7415052302459465012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7415052302459465012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7415052302459465012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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things makes them happen, but also because i know that this week holds something special.  thanksgiving is getting so close, and i am itching for a few days away from the job.  it calls for a wonderful fhe celebration with the stokes family next week. excited to see them. katie makes me want to be a better person.  don't you think we should surround ourselves with those types of people? dane and i played basketball tonight for fhe.  i haven't really played for years.  it felt amazing.  i almost died of exhaustion, but i feel so relaxed and healthy now.  i just need to get the eating under control at this point.  chocolate is such a temptation.  so happy that the stake yw presidency is taking care of mutual this week.  we are going to have a great personal progress party.  time to really get started on my personal progress.  i am working on the annual thanksgiving challenge.  a thousand things that i am grateful for.  so easy, but so hard at the same time.  i think it is a great way to spend  my time.  bunco is coming up this week.  i can hardly wait to spend time with some fabulous girls.  i sometimes get really shy when i get around a big group of girls, but it is a good growing experience.   i have about a thousand things to do today, just like everyone else.  instead of beating myself up for only checking some of the things off, i am going to enjoy my time.  maybe i will put my to-do list away for the rest of the week.  i think that is a great idea.  the relief society is also putting on an activity this week.  i miss feeling a part of relief society, and was ecstatic to add that to this week's calendar.  on saturday the girls and i are going wedding dress shopping with kayla.  it is going to be a great day.  that girl is getting married.  it freaks me out a bit.  our family really does feel complete now though, and patrick is great.  they both seem very happy.  i am reading some extra materials for class.  want to be that ideal student.  ready to really excel in this program.  in life. i am working on loving life and being more gentle with myself.  i think i will go to bed early tonight.  a little extra rest will encourage an early wake up.  today was a good day, and this is going to be one normal, but incredible, week.  i can feel it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6535324853893922900?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6535324853893922900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6535324853893922900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6535324853893922900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/80entLldZOg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/80entLldZOg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8471775972737265968?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3802880641615047703</id><published>2010-11-08T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:42:55.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Vs Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimpemgO-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/oWpnP5zzDJw/s1600/IMG_0980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimpemgO-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/oWpnP5zzDJw/s400/IMG_0980.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358973371431906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbgiFepI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pFmLU_DpltA/s1600/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbgiFepI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pFmLU_DpltA/s400/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358733371603602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbfrjmYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wWZkesiPJYE/s1600/IMG_0984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbfrjmYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wWZkesiPJYE/s400/IMG_0984.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358733142890882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbOKq69I/AAAAAAAAAYw/RP0F38k9oBI/s1600/IMG_0973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimbOKq69I/AAAAAAAAAYw/RP0F38k9oBI/s400/IMG_0973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358728441555922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimaWrTKhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ps7KRED-ERE/s1600/IMG_0969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimaWrTKhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ps7KRED-ERE/s400/IMG_0969.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358713546025490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimaN9TdsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/-hCX_7O4TMo/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimaN9TdsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/-hCX_7O4TMo/s400/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537358711205623490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always down for a little boys vs girls action; now that Kayla is engaged, we have an even number of boys and girls in the family.  (Our family feels so complete now!)  So, it was time for the family's first battle of the sexes for months!  Thank you, Family Feud!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results:  The boys won.  Both games.  (No, I am not a sore loser this time.  Next time, the girls will just have to give the boys a dose of their own medicine.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3802880641615047703?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3802880641615047703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3802880641615047703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3802880641615047703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3802880641615047703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/boys-vs-girls.html' title='Boys Vs Girls'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNimpemgO-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/oWpnP5zzDJw/s72-c/IMG_0980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-107222866313406697</id><published>2010-11-07T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:02:33.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKkhQOuLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/26yLVVajY7Y/s1600/IMG_0620.jpg'/><title type='text'>"Extreme" Excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I think most everyone around here knows, "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition" paid a visit to Pocatello in August.  I was incredibly disappointed to discover that I wouldn't be able to volunteer.  (Seriously, getting involved is the best!)  When the big reveal came, I decided that I still wanted to have a little piece in this great occasion.  So--a few coworkers and I braved the massive crowds for the opportunity to say, "Move that bus!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that Guillermo and I were the most excited for the event.  Someone down there is a picture of Ty, who slapped my hand as he ran by.  Though I usually hate gestures like this (because I am afraid of germs), I was in heaven.  Starstruck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poor Guillermo waited for about two hours then had to leave for a dentist appointment, missing the actual reveal.  Guillermo and Craig stood directly in the sun with the huge masses of people, while Josh and I just headed for shade.  My friend Mickenzie arrived when I was there and had an extra pass, so the two of us moved closer to the bus.  When we were waiting, someone came over and moved our group to the very front of the crowd.  Seriously, some people had been standing there all day, and Mickenzie and I were able to move like it was nobody's business.  So fast!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mickenzie and I could hardly believe our luck and felt so blessed.  I couldn't help but start crying as we were close for all of the action.  My very favorite part was seeing ISU's President Vailas award full-tuition scholarships for all of the children.  I beamed with pride for my alma mater.  (Insert fight song here!)  The two of us girls were so touched by the family and so happy to see something great like this happen in Pocatello.  What a blessing!  The family is just beautiful and seemed so genuinely grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, tonight I will be with my family in Idaho Falls, but I hope to catch at least a few moments of the show with them or via dvr.  If you get a chance, tune in and support the family.  (And you might even see me cheering (and in reality, bawling my eyes out) in the crowd!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKkzWedOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/c15rSPrEDUg/s400/IMG_0625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536835525507183842" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKkhQOuLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/26yLVVajY7Y/s400/IMG_0620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536835520649148594" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKjvw6N9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/UEMcgFtx73U/s400/IMG_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536835507364444114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKjQA7pBI/AAAAAAAAAX4/kyosR9Kc0Qw/s400/IMG_0614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536835498841711634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-107222866313406697?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/107222866313406697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=107222866313406697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/107222866313406697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/107222866313406697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/extreme-excitement.html' title='&quot;Extreme&quot; Excitement'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TNbKkzWedOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/c15rSPrEDUg/s72-c/IMG_0625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6703359756526573131</id><published>2010-11-03T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:09:22.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Right now I am sitting in my office answering nonexistent instant message for an online college fair--I think I am the only one around here, and it is quite peaceful--so what better time to jump back into blogging?  Here are a few of those random musings just swishing around this head of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest, I really blog for me.  Blogging and journaling are two of my favorite hobbies, though I wish I would put a little bit more thoughtfulness into each.  I feel like everything just gets so scrambled on its way out.  It really is so therapeutic to scribble a few thoughts down though.  Tonight I think I will have an extended journaling experience--nice and long and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In theories, we are discussing existentialism.  I felt so silly when the girl next to me remarked that she has been an existentialist since high school.  She had read Frankyl and Kirkegaard back then.  I had never even heard of Kirkegaard until today and anxiously giggled when I mentioned that I loved "Man's Search for Meaning."  Seriously, I feel a major lack of self-awareness in a program centered around personal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my trek to really absorb this program I asked a professor for some extra reading materials to really enhance my experience with the theories and constructs.  And, as silly as this sounds, I can't wait to crack open those books tonight.  I am working to become a more fully engaged student.  (Let's see how long this lasts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I discovered that Temple Grandin is indeed speaking at ISU in the spring.  Shut up!  I can hardly wait.  I recently learned about her during an episode of Oprah (one of my primary educators and socialization agents) and can't wait to see her in person. She is an inspiring person, so I need to read up and prep for her appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to buy Dane and myself matching harmonicas in preparation for our self-paced, self-given harmonica lessons.  Someday we will be able to play the solo in "Heart of Gold" together.  Lessons might be postponed until Christmas Break, but the idea is still headed straight for my vision board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISU is receiving submissions for their "Black Rock and Sage" compilation of poetry, music, and artwork.  This year I am finally going to submit some poetry (that has to first be written), thus working past my fear of sharing any poetry.  Public mockery may ensue, but I am still going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent some great time with children lately and can hardly wait to have my own!  I will cherish each moment (well, I say that now) and can't wait to soak up motherhood in all of its goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are my current ramblings.   And just in time, as my shift for the college fair is over.  Now to the house for deep cleaning the kitchen, some scholarly reading, and the newest "Modern Family" episode.  Happy Wednesday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6703359756526573131?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6703359756526573131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6703359756526573131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6703359756526573131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6703359756526573131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-random-thoughts.html' title='Some Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5529656099971750361</id><published>2010-10-20T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:28:05.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful!</title><content type='html'>Right now I am extremely thankful for &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.slowcookerrecipes.net.au/images/slow-cooker.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.slowcookerrecipes.net.au/&amp;amp;usg=__4d0-yW3ze4qzRBfwq-Fk_qbxdWk=&amp;amp;h=329&amp;amp;w=456&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;sig2=7aSXYvTYViiFMup08JQjqw&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=BcmHK_P0YZERhM:&amp;amp;tbnh=139&amp;amp;tbnw=181&amp;amp;ei=VHq_TJDXK4vAsAPcy5D_BA&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcrock%2Bpot%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1197%26bih%3D706%26tbs%3Disch:1%26prmd%3Divsn&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=469&amp;amp;vpy=80&amp;amp;dur=884&amp;amp;hovh=191&amp;amp;hovw=264&amp;amp;tx=114&amp;amp;ty=142&amp;amp;oei=HHq_TPD2GIe_nAeXsuXgAQ&amp;amp;esq=8&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=18&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:2,s:0"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://466B98F3-F5AF-4891-8D39-23AD34675F58/imgres.jpg" alt="imgres.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;I have never had anything made in a crock pot that I haven't liked.  You can just throw in a few ingredients and let it cook for hours and hours--and voila--a fabulous meal!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5529656099971750361?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5529656099971750361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5529656099971750361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5529656099971750361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5529656099971750361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2254538817311073102</id><published>2010-10-18T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T16:09:57.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to P90X</title><content type='html'>Dearest P90X,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have gotten started about 6 or 7 different times now and couldn't quite stay committed for the full 90 days.  Well, this time is different.   I just wanted to give you a heads up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your newest and closest friend for the next several weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2254538817311073102?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2254538817311073102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2254538817311073102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2254538817311073102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2254538817311073102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/letter-to-p90x.html' title='Letter to P90X'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1674582059359097308</id><published>2010-10-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:27:48.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcel the Shell with Shoes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I ran across this video yesterday at &lt;a href="http://taza-and-husband.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rockstar Diaries&lt;/a&gt; and instantly fell in love.  I think I have watched it a total of maybe nine times now.  It is so cute and so funny.  Let me know what you think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14190306" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14190306"&gt;MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user4509398"&gt;Dean Fleischer-Camp&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1674582059359097308?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1674582059359097308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1674582059359097308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1674582059359097308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1674582059359097308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/marcel-shell-with-shoes-on.html' title='Marcel the Shell with Shoes on'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8985917214380166534</id><published>2010-10-16T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T10:20:26.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneipuDU-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7sa_GsCO-uo/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneipuDU-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7sa_GsCO-uo/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528694704469922786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneiB_hP6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EU3Dyli81EA/s1600/IMG_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneiB_hP6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/EU3Dyli81EA/s400/IMG_1754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528694693805768610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLnehDbRnKI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lR6x5rCSFr0/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLnehDbRnKI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lR6x5rCSFr0/s400/IMG_0992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528694677010750626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneglnMCJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/t-41-7l2jhA/s1600/IMG_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneglnMCJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/t-41-7l2jhA/s400/IMG_1117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528694669007653010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLnegHOtKPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6bZDLPjvaOw/s1600/IMG_0721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLnegHOtKPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6bZDLPjvaOw/s400/IMG_0721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528694660851902706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad describes himself as an "electrician by trade," and I describe him as a great dad and a sensitive man.  That is probably where all of us Sucher girls got our ability to cry at pretty much everything.  My own waterworks give Dane a good laugh at least once or twice each week. Let me tell you, there are some pretty tear-worthy commercials out there!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad likes to chat on the phone, so he called me in between some classes this morning. Last week he was working at Primary Children's Hospital, so he called to say hello, check on Dane (his new best golfing bud), and to share a couple of "neat" experiences from the hospital.  (Just thinking about them makes me cry...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While he was working, a little 5-year-old girl walking down the hall asked him for a hug.  His partner was on a ladder, and she asked to hug the partner as well.   So, of course, he came down the ladder for his own hug.  The little girl gave each of the strangers a big kiss on the cheek too. Total strangers.  My dad just fell in love with this little one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another little boy walked by, about the same age, and he had a tube coming out of his nose.  He stopped and said hello and gave each of the workers a happy little fist tap.  When he walked away, he gave my dad a thumbs up and had a big smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the thing that really gets to me is hearing my dad start to cry on the other line.  He was so obviously touched by those little experiences, and I am sure he will remember them and appreciate them forever.  He is just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just had to write this down right now, and since the computer is here, I am just going to do a quick posting.  Oh, how I love that man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8985917214380166534?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8985917214380166534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8985917214380166534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8985917214380166534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8985917214380166534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/pops.html' title='Pops'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLneipuDU-I/AAAAAAAAAXs/7sa_GsCO-uo/s72-c/IMG_0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3113348421215882308</id><published>2010-10-13T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:57:27.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spendovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHS7QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Zig7e14Hdac/s1600/IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHS7QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Zig7e14Hdac/s400/IMG_1819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527683983113084114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHSvuQ0-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pBdAIxR9Fr0/s1600/IMG_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHSvuQ0-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pBdAIxR9Fr0/s400/IMG_0800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527683980017587170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHSW2gRAI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ts5yE2auk6w/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHSW2gRAI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ts5yE2auk6w/s400/IMG_1665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527683973341266946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just getting ready (cleaning up the house, prepping for a scholarship workshop, packing up, and doing laundry....oh, and blogging) before I head over to my mother-in-law's place for the night.  I am headed to the TREASURE Valley area for work, and she is KIND enough to let me stay the night to get a bit of extra REST.  I already had one 5:00 am wakeup this week (to get in some last-minute studying), and that is enough for me.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Does anyone else ever wonder how their bodies were able to handle such late nights and early mornings in college?  The fact that I made it through the undergraduate years in one healthy piece is a miracle--and others were WAY MORE BUSY than me.  Seriously, those wonder women and super men are ABUNDANT in Pocatello--and in many other places, I am sure! How in the world do they do it?  They really should give me some lessons!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, life is going well here.  Heavenly Father is blessing me with lots of knowledge about growing and expanding capacities and about priorities.  That's really the whole GAME when it comes to TIME right, putting those most important things first in life.  As I come to put my family and Heavenly Father first, all other things fall in place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of FAMILY, Mary Anne, I can't wait to see YOU and spend some woman-to-woman time with you.  Please grant me some of your cooking wisdom and card game trickery this evening.  I should hustle up and get my priorities in ORDER, and get to you IN A HURRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3113348421215882308?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3113348421215882308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3113348421215882308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3113348421215882308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3113348421215882308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/spendovers.html' title='Spendovers'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TLZHS7QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Zig7e14Hdac/s72-c/IMG_1819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8037352798293118179</id><published>2010-10-10T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:23:19.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Restaurant Review:  Aspen's Junk</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I am officially doing my first "restaurant review" of sorts. &lt;/b&gt; Dane and I just returned from a week-long work trip to Colorado, where we dined to our heart's desires--no fast food allowed--and it was just glorious!  After 8 days of eating on the road though, tonight's home-put-together taco soup was a great, fast option for getting back to some homemade food.  I must say that after 2 weeks of eating in some fabulous little joints this month, I am excited to put my culinary skills (what little I have) to the test! (Dane is pretty excited about my new-found desire for making some beautiful meals too.)&lt;div&gt;Anyway, (back to the point) the first restaurant we tried was in Aspen, Colorado, and it was called Junk.  Dane and I happened upon the chic little outdoor restaurant during our personal, self-guided tour of the city after arriving.  There was a large outdoor fire pit which drew us closer to the restaurant like moths to a flame (is that how the saying goes?).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are the reviews (remember that this is coming from a native Idahoan).   Each rating is based on a 5-point scale, 1 meaning poor and 5 meaning excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location: 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy to spot and right in the middle of town, the restaurant is located right smack dab in the center of all that is happening.  In fact, with the large outdoor pit, it is hard to overlook even with all of the beautiful restaurants around.  You can't miss that it is right across from one of Aspen's oldest buildings, which houses musical and theater performances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atmosphere: 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so the atmosphere really embodied the "junk" theme.  Water was served in glass mason jars; the seats were made of recycled jeans; canned drinks were covered in small brown paper bags; work lamps were used to spotlight areas; camping lanterns adorned the tables; fries were served in empty tin cans; and industrial work lightbulbs hung around the premises.  Though everything looked like it could be purchased at a local "Home Depot" and could seem trashy, it was really a uniquely beautiful environment set for a great dining experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taste: 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane sampled the $13 burger, which he remarked was fairly run-of-the-mill and typical. Disappointment ensued as no fries accompanied the smaller-than-usual entree.  I chose a $5 taco because I really wasn't hungry and ended up with two amazing bites of a very tiny taco. The taco had an asian flair, with cucumber and cabbage and a tangy, spicy asian sauce on the shredded beef taco.  I was amazed with the flavor!  It was very unique and tasty too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Price: 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, this is where an Idaho girls speaks.  Food in Aspen is usually significantly above the typical price-point in Pocatello, but we were surprised with the amount of food we actually got for the price.  If fries had come with the smaller burger, it might have felt more affordable. Thought the food was good, we finished up with a yummy chicken alfredo pizza at Belly Up to satisfy our appetites.  We left the restaurant still feeling a bit hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Service:  5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The employees were fabulous, giving us directions and recommendations for many of Aspen's must-see spots.  They were so friendly and helpful, a trademark of this fabulous town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There it was, my very first online food critique.  The food was fun, and the atmosphere was a blast.  Dane and I enjoyed chatting it up with locals and other visitors.  We even met a teenage magician who was featured in a documentary being played in Aspen's  film festival.  Never a dull moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8037352798293118179?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8037352798293118179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8037352798293118179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8037352798293118179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8037352798293118179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-restaurant-review-aspens-junk.html' title='My First Restaurant Review:  Aspen&apos;s Junk'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2862832020507315795</id><published>2010-09-30T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T20:10:57.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooving in Wyoming</title><content type='html'>When you are driving all over the western part of Wyoming (which now I really appreciate and believe is BEAUTIFUL), it is helpful to have some good tunes to make all of the driving fun.  Because I didn't know anyone around me, I took the pleasure in creating new car dancing moves and singing at the very top of my lungs.  (If you are really lucky, someday you can car dance alongside me--it really is fun.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a list of a few classics provided by XM radio, which really made the car drive a DREAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Faithful" by Go West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Open Your Heart" by Madonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Stolen" by Dashboard Confessional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Gangsta's Paradise" by Coolio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Monday, Monday" by The Mamas and The Papas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"One" by Three Dog Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"One Night in Bangkok" by Murray Head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Praise You" by Fatboy Slim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rock Steady" by Whispers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cathy's Clown" by The Everly Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What Would You Do" by City High&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Glory of Love" by Peter Cetera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Promise of a New Day" by Paula Abdul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rhythm is a Dancer" by Snap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Money for Nothing" by Dire Straits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mairzy Doats" by Merry Macs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I Guess That's Why They Call it the Blues" by Elton John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You're in Love" by Wilson Phillips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"To Sir with Love" by Lulu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You Get What You Give" by The New Radicals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"From a Distance" by Bette Midler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Do It Again" by Steely Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"One Fine Day" by The Chiffons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Live and Learn" by Joe Public&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Men in Black" by Will Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Closer to Love" by Matt Kearney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We Built This City" by Starship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Would I Lie to You" by Charles and Eddie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2862832020507315795?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2862832020507315795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2862832020507315795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2862832020507315795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2862832020507315795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/grooving-in-wyoming.html' title='Grooving in Wyoming'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-41839099077235116</id><published>2010-09-27T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T17:04:26.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TKEwuhmRyNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RFMj3l5ydtU/s1600/IMG_2271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TKEwuhmRyNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RFMj3l5ydtU/s400/IMG_2271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521748193983973586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TKEwufAfDvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dKjXJHCsyPE/s1600/IMG_2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TKEwufAfDvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/dKjXJHCsyPE/s400/IMG_2270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521748193288589042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piano student "D" has been looking forward to playing "Yankee Doodle" since we first started.  She seriously told me during our second lesson that she couldn't wait to play it.  I wanted to make the day special, so we did a few things:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) We made "Yankee Doodle" hats.  (They are a bit big for us, but I still like them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) I sang "Yankee Doodle"  in a really embarrassing, really silly voice while "D" was the professional accompanist.  (It was her first official time accompanying, and she did great!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) We played the "Yankee Doodle" duet together several times.  (I think that was really for my own fun.  I made "D" play it three or four times with me because I had so much fun!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you not smile when you think about "Yankee Doodle," a true classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-41839099077235116?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/41839099077235116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=41839099077235116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/41839099077235116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/41839099077235116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-dandy.html' title='Just Dandy'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TKEwuhmRyNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RFMj3l5ydtU/s72-c/IMG_2271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6871096698371864608</id><published>2010-09-26T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T14:18:53.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Worth It</title><content type='html'>There was a new young woman in the ward today, and she was so nervous to be there.  One of the girls in the group showed her how to look up scriptures and took the newbie under her wing.  Because all of the girls, and this one in particular, were nice to her, she seemed excited about coming to mutual this week with us--not scared or nervous!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thanked the awesome young woman at church for really making a difference for this sweet new girl and then decided to text her.  Here's our conversation:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  I know I already told you this, but I just want you to know that you are a superstar!  Thanks for making a little, but a very big difference!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amazing Young Woman:&lt;/b&gt;  No problem i'm willing to do anything ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt; Thanks!  And you looked beautiful today too.  See you on Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amazing Young Woman&lt;/b&gt;:  love you Kasi ;)) c u then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a simple conversation, but I am truly blessed to be able to spend time with these stellar girls!  I have felt so tired lately, but getting to see moments like this makes everything so worth it!&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/6451900527536648080-6871096698371864608?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6871096698371864608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6871096698371864608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6871096698371864608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6871096698371864608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-worth-it.html' title='So Worth It'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3377622083917214914</id><published>2010-09-25T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:33:25.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Own "Swagger Wagon"</title><content type='html'>For this last week's work trip to Wyoming, I requested a sedan, but I was pleasantly surprised when the lack of sedans provided a free upgrade to a new Toyota Sienna, the true "Swagger Wagon."  Dane and I fell in love with the Sienna and now hope to have one someday.  They are A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!  I never took Dane for a minivan guy, but the last couple of trips with minivans have definitely changed his opinion.  My favorite perks of the Sienna were the back-up cameras and the automatic gas economy calculators.  Plus--it is probably one of the best looking vans out there.  (I am really hoping that perhaps a Toyota Sienna rep runs across this page and decides to offer me one for doing some personal advertising for Toyota.  Plus, we own a Camry!  Typing more Toyota-related words could perhaps bring a rep to this site!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, for your viewing pleasure (again....because you have probably already seen this)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE SWAGGER WAGON RAP MUSIC VIDEO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUG3Z8Hxa5I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUG3Z8Hxa5I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3377622083917214914?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3377622083917214914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3377622083917214914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3377622083917214914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3377622083917214914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-very-own-swagger-wagon.html' title='My Very Own &quot;Swagger Wagon&quot;'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5046493638982662682</id><published>2010-09-24T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:48:23.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tipping Point</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am only going to vent for a minute, I promise!  Usually I can write things down in my journal, but I am in my office right now and just have the computer standing at attention on this glorious Friday night.  The journal is still tucked away in my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last couple of years I have learned to balance things in life--full-time work and full-time school and being a wife and church callings.  It didn't seem so bad.  I felt busy, but I actually really enjoy being busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I keep reaching the point where I just collapse and cry because I don't have the energy to do everything.  I feel like I have been working myself to the bone and can't seem to do enough at my way-over-40-hours-per-week job and grad school and the YW Pres calling and our apartment managing and trying to be a super-wife.  I stopped keeping my six-page to-do list because it kept expanding faster than it was shrinking.  I decided that I would rather not look at everything that has to be done for a few days. I just keep hoping that the end will come soon, but it just feels like it will be months before I feel like I can just sit back and not do anything without a huge feeling of guilt.  I have never felt so tired in my life.  Life really is good, but boy--I am just not handling all of these things as well as I usually do.  The positive attitude is good when I am in the middle and around people, but boy have I been falling apart when I am by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the opportunities that Heavenly Father has given me, but boy did some of these come at some seemingly inopportune times.  I am trying so hard to have faith in Heavenly Father's plan for me and wonder so often why He felt I could handle this calling with everything else going on.  I have strong feelings that this is a great challenge and could help me grow so much more if I would have faith in Him, but I really need to work hard to get there. I don't know if things will get any less crazy, but Heavenly Father will defintely give me the strength I need to accomplish the tasks at hand.  I can't tell you how grateful I am for this mini-challenge (compared to the significant trials everyone around me face with such grace), but I know that if I have faith I can be molded into a better individual, more fit for Heavenly Father's kingdom and a bit more like His Son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting Personal Progress again this weekend, and I am focusing first on developing the faith I need to be a more righteous steward.  Studying and applying this little principle of power will definitely have a profound effect on my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for letting me ramble.  I am already feeling a little better.  Things always have this crazy way of working out for me, and I know that the Lord will bless me again, and everything will fall into its very place.  I just need to have a little more faith.  Instead of really focusing on the stresses, I need to keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to get some work done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5046493638982662682?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5046493638982662682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5046493638982662682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5046493638982662682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5046493638982662682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/tipping-point.html' title='A Tipping Point'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7478501924303197171</id><published>2010-09-17T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:55:59.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, You May Not Land Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP_mlQlYtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vz3PuzEiyvc/s1600/thirdhairnest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP_mlQlYtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vz3PuzEiyvc/s400/thirdhairnest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518035006760772306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/40601114/gigantic-auburn-bouffant-birds-nest"&gt;{hair nest}&lt;/a&gt;&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;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP940TKzqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mdld6usJNzw/s400/second+hair+nest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518033121012534946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artfire.com/modules.php?name=Shop&amp;amp;op=listing&amp;amp;product_id=1218118"&gt;{Hair Nest}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP9Ylt0_1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPQ81OWTrXY/s1600/2007-birdnest-profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP9Ylt0_1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPQ81OWTrXY/s1600/2007-birdnest-profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP9Ylt0_1I/AAAAAAAAAVM/qPQ81OWTrXY/s400/2007-birdnest-profile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518032567342006098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://buttertoastboutique.wordpress.com/2009/08/21/bird-nest-hair-fashion/"&gt;{Hair Nest}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In high school I took a small interest in some of Poe's poetry; "nevertheless" the raven still became a bit of a frightening bird to me.  Now, I know that they are just birds, albeit some of the most intelligent creatures around, but they still freak me out as I see them take flight daily.  Just the sound of those little wings flapping gives me the "heebie jeebies."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, imagine a fine summer morning.  Seriously--picture it.  And you are walking to work, enjoying the fresh Idaho air and peaceful surroundings.  Just taking every bit of it in.  (Now I don't know if I was that in tune with my environment, but still....)  Out of nowhere one of those wretched birds lands right in your hair--if you aren't scared of the ravens, picture some other frightening creature.  After determining that your coif was part of a moving body, it flies away to nest somewhere else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That hard to tame, up-do of curly, mangled hair seemed to be the perfect place to nest.  This experience has really encouraged me to learn more about this crazy hair of mine.  After years of learning tips and trying to manage the locks, these curls just keep me guessing--and birds too, I guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Please note that those first hair nests were on purpose--mine was most certainly not!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7478501924303197171?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7478501924303197171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7478501924303197171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7478501924303197171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7478501924303197171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-you-may-not-land-here.html' title='No, You May Not Land Here'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TJP_mlQlYtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vz3PuzEiyvc/s72-c/thirdhairnest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2677688669793841778</id><published>2010-09-13T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:32:32.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkScj_KI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7S0b7-Y83bU/s1600/bunco+gals.jpg'/><title type='text'>Sometimes It Pays to Lose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't tell you how grateful I was to hear that Bunco nights were starting up again.  The group is new, and I miss seeing the other girls, but I am stoked about all the newbies.  This is going to mean some great monthly girls' nights out!  Can't wait.  Here is a quick pick of the group (and I think I am the very last person to blog about it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkScj_KI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7S0b7-Y83bU/s400/bunco+gals.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516574815909313698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I H-A-T-E to lose, even if it is just at Bunco.  Let's be honest, there is absolutely no strategy or skill involved, but I still want to win.  Just the thought of losing gives me a little pit in the stomach. However, when losing means that I am also winning, I will lose any time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take exhibit A:  the winner's table at Bunco.  I may have had the most losses, but I still walked away with a prize (and that is all that matters, well almost all--having fun with great girls is fun too)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkIntTOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/QnrHEXBaaes/s400/bunco+winners.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516574813271706850" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2677688669793841778?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkIntTOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/QnrHEXBaaes/s400/bunco+winners.jpg' title='Sometimes It Pays to Lose'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2677688669793841778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2677688669793841778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2677688669793841778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2677688669793841778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes-it-pays-to-lose.html' title='Sometimes It Pays to Lose'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TI7PkScj_KI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7S0b7-Y83bU/s72-c/bunco+gals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7789828437871077007</id><published>2010-09-07T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:40:35.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home State</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love Idaho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I especially love this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TIbMZ_VnDVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Coi0opWV2bo/s400/second+i+love+idaho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514319540632620370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that at $15.00 &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/qadesign"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I feel a need to add another piece of art to my growing art collection. Does anyone else love to collect little, unique pieces of art?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7789828437871077007?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7789828437871077007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7789828437871077007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7789828437871077007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7789828437871077007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-state.html' title='Home State'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TIbMZ_VnDVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Coi0opWV2bo/s72-c/second+i+love+idaho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3510539471386800943</id><published>2010-09-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:44:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Call it growing up, but I have replaced some of that upbeat, poppy, hip-hoppy music with something a bit more tranquil.  Boy, does my soul feel a difference.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(I remember reading a statement about filling your home with "pretty" music.  I think Stephanie Nielsen talked about that.  Anyway, I think that this change will make the environment in my home even more like heaven!  Can't wait someday to welcome little ones into a safe, spiritual environment, and this is a step closer to creating their safe haven.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here is some sweet, peaceful music for you...from me.  Take a few minutes to "tune out" of the craziness of this world around us! I could use a few moments of peace more often, that's for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQpe0Iw6XiM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQpe0Iw6XiM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3510539471386800943?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3510539471386800943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3510539471386800943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3510539471386800943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3510539471386800943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/09/introduction.html' title='An Introduction'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1768181731281063115</id><published>2010-08-26T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:07:44.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Need for Discussion</title><content type='html'>I was one of about 10 people in Pocatello who waited in line to get my very own copy of "Mockingjay" on Monday at midnight.  Boy, did I feel like a nerd that night, and boy did I feel tired the next day.  I am proud of my love of reading though--and I know that a few of you out there must have done the exact same thing!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I finished the book on Wednesday night, and I was pretty happy with the book--I love how Collins writes and thinks she is just as masterful in this book.  I won't lie though (and I won't give any spoilers), but I felt like the last few pages were written in about a half hour's time.  That book left me feeling like I had to fill in a ton of gaps.  Very little is explained, and I was not too happy that my imagination had to work so hard to fill everything in.  A great book, a great read, a great message, but a lackluster ending.  I will still continue to love the series--and might read the books again--can't quite get enough of Peeta.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone out there feels my pain, feel free to email, reply, or call.  I know that this is just fiction (and good fiction at that), but isn't it surprising to see just how involved in a book you can get!  Why do I care so much about such a silly thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, best of luck to you "Hunger Games" fans out there!  Keep me posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1768181731281063115?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1768181731281063115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1768181731281063115' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1768181731281063115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1768181731281063115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/08/need-for-discussion.html' title='A Need for Discussion'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8596589616485222882</id><published>2010-08-23T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:57:28.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or Not</title><content type='html'>Whew...school starts this week...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am generally one prepared girl when it comes to the beginning of the school year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, not so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is okay because I am just going to take this one wonderful day at a time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathe in, breathe out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how others do it all: being moms, or prepping for med school, or working and going to school full-time--I feel like I have it easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am definitely ready for some structure, and I know that things are going to be swell, especially after my annual "back-to-school" blessing--so thankful for the Priesthood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just called to be Young Women's President (don't mean to share), and I am feeling overwhelmed--too young for this, too immature for this--will need a TON of help--but already love these girls...still in disbelief after knowing for almost two weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday I am going to super-clean this apartment--and I am going to act uncharacteristically and be okay with the lack of perfection in my cleaning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really want to jump in and do a bunch of crafting--wondering if anyone else feels the same way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to ramble--just getting these little thoughts out of my brain, so I can move on and move forward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8596589616485222882?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8596589616485222882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8596589616485222882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8596589616485222882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8596589616485222882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/08/ready-or-not.html' title='Ready or Not'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3636205892144688273</id><published>2010-07-26T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:47:55.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nertz--My Newest Craze</title><content type='html'>Last night our friends Brooke and Chase introduced us to a fabulous new card game:  NERTZ. Huge thanks to them right now!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good gravy is this game fun.  Here is one note of caution:  it is one of those really fast-paced card games.  I nearly had a anxiety attack with all of the commotion--hard on type-A personalities like myself--but it was still fun indeed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I want to share the love, I am sharing a youtube video on the game.  Enjoy!  (Oh, and let me know if you ever want to play!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPt8E7XTLoE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPt8E7XTLoE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3636205892144688273?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3636205892144688273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3636205892144688273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3636205892144688273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3636205892144688273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/07/nertz-my-newest-craze.html' title='Nertz--My Newest Craze'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5489223414728517532</id><published>2010-07-17T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:56:27.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 1:42 in the Afternoon, and I Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>Hey, friends!  I finished my first Relay for Life this morning around 7:40 am.  Whew, what that one amazing experience!  (When I feel up to posting a few pictures and really thinking about what I am posting, I will get around to writing about it!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rushed over the the Holt Arena to pick up my Bountiful Basket then quickly hit the sack at 8:30 am.  I woke up at 12:30 pm (I know that you really want to know all about the times!), and I haven't been able to go back to sleep since.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't pulled a true all-nighter since the first year of college, and I can definitely say that there are reasons that I don't do this frequently.  However, I have a few good ibuprofen in my system, so I am about to feel like a million bucks.  I wouldn't mind if this little body of mine would really rest for another hour or two though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is all for now.  I can't wait to write more about this event.  Preparing has been one of the most difficult challenges I have faced as a mere 25-year-old (I know, that sounds dramatic, but it is very true).  All that worry and thought were so worth the time I spent on Century's track, remembering my wonderful Grandpa Jerry, spending time with miraculous survivors like Jeanne and Linda and two Carols, and thinking about my beautiful friend Holly who is battling breast cancer and is younger than I am.  The lack of sleep is a small price that I can pay to really pay tribute and think of the people around me who are affected by cancer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to share more about a few of the incredible, invaluable experience I have had over the last 24 hours.  Until then, I hope to get a bit more sleep!   &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/6451900527536648080-5489223414728517532?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5489223414728517532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5489223414728517532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5489223414728517532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5489223414728517532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-142-in-afternoon-and-i-cant-sleep.html' title='It&apos;s 1:42 in the Afternoon, and I Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7157347338363442808</id><published>2010-07-12T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:48:20.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Reason #7,284 why I love Idaho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FrY SaUCe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TDunQ3GEgNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Z7Mh6Ex4Si8/s400/yummy+fry+sauce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493168078617608402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://behindthebean.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/3665934.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TDunQRKw_OI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PaAHfxymy0o/s400/fry+sauce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493168068436753634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frysauce.info/images/utah-fry-sauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After a 7-year hiatus, I rediscovered one of my favorite things--fry sauce.  (I was a ketchup-only girl after consuming far too much fry sauce during the tween years.) Though I really don't eat out much at all, there is nothing quite like fries and tons of fry sauce.  All of this food talk is making me hungry--time to make dinner!&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/6451900527536648080-7157347338363442808?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7157347338363442808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7157347338363442808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7157347338363442808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7157347338363442808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/07/idaho.html' title='Idaho'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TDunQ3GEgNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Z7Mh6Ex4Si8/s72-c/yummy+fry+sauce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6469000945211840070</id><published>2010-07-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:18:07.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Relief!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This week I have been a busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;girl--busy with lots of organizing.  I can't tell you how invigorating this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cleaning/organizing spree has been.  My tired body is already sleeping before I hit the pillow, and the days feel super-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;crammed with things to do both at home and in the office.  But, I am loving how good this feels and can't wait until everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is really in order!  I have have cleaned out everything I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;think of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my purse (How can I fit that much stuff into one bag?  Maybe I should downsize a bit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my makeup bag (That only took about two minutes, and I crossed it off the grand to-do list!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my clothing and closet (Now everything I need is in the second bedroom close, neatly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;stored. Dane will be happy that he doesn't have to get up bright and early with me as I crash around the room looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;jewelry and shirts!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my binder (The binder that keeps me in control of life, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;not the other way around!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my finances (I updated the budget and goals very first--I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;think this was my favorite thing to really organize!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my office (Whew!  Today was one crazy day, but that office &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;looks and feels fabulous--with all new decor, including a doctored picture of LeBron James in ISU attire! On another note, is he really going to Miami?  And boy, those feet of his are big! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Items up for tonight:  my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;refrigerator (can hardly wait), my hall linen closet (which has towels pouring out of it--I just hope Dane doesn't try to open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the door before I get to this one--or he is in for one surprise), my mail organizing box (which really isn't organized), and that's about it.  (I have to leave some time in for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"So You Think You Can Dance" and some El Herradero. Come on...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't you just feel liberated when you have organized?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-mso-ansi-language: EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is a little glimpse at the peace I am feeling right now.  Can't get much better! (Fabulous image found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/drboycefinance.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TDZ3xRr93FI/AAAAAAAAATc/zO5hd58Z2Ls/s400/peace-of-mind1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491708484070005842" /&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&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/6451900527536648080-6469000945211840070?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6469000945211840070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6469000945211840070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6469000945211840070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6469000945211840070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-relief.html' title='Sweet Relief!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TDZ3xRr93FI/AAAAAAAAATc/zO5hd58Z2Ls/s72-c/peace-of-mind1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1390725817942463458</id><published>2010-06-22T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T13:53:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Intimidation, Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TCGd6XLmhsI/AAAAAAAAATU/HuNBN4lDEYY/s1600/IMG_0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TCGd6XLmhsI/AAAAAAAAATU/HuNBN4lDEYY/s400/IMG_0288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485839447094625986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week I played in my first ever golf tournament.  Now, please don't go thinking that I am a great golfer by any means.  I actually was signed up to play by my coworker without being asked first.  Oh, that Josh fellow! I think I would have passed on this altogether if I didn't already feel obligated.  (Now, that's the truth!)Let me preface this:  this golf tournament was just an opportunity to mingle with other professionals.  Really--some golfers had never even played.  We just like hanging out together and calling it a "networking" opportunity.  I entered the tourney with the mentality that "everyone is here to have fun" and "no one is really taking this seriously."  Of course, that was my mindset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TCGd5ob-oAI/AAAAAAAAATM/WLJG-yqGyMY/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485839434546847746" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TCGd5IEKC_I/AAAAAAAAATE/NE5RSbeA0cY/s400/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485839425856998386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introducing my group--a few intimidating but fabulous and fun golfers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jen:  Really fun--worked at a golf course last year and played some major golf; really a natural at the sport and had some killer drives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian:  Very frequent golfer; playing in a golf tournament at Pumpkin Ridge with the other boys next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rodd:  Amazing golfer; the soon-to-be men's basketball coach at College of Idaho; coached for Boise State and several other programs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John:  My partner;  played golf in college on the team who won the national tournament--aka, the best team in the country; past Admissions Dean at College of Idaho; could have played professionally but chose family instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, the group played to have fun, but I was a "man among giants" in this case.  On the bright side: I got a ton of free golf tips, often solicited.  We had a great time, and I just love John--what an amazing man! I definitely survived my first 18 in a tourney and hope that this will spark a desire to spend more time on the links and maybe in play in a few more tournament rounds.  Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1390725817942463458?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1390725817942463458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1390725817942463458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1390725817942463458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1390725817942463458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/06/holy-intimidation-batman.html' title='Holy Intimidation, Batman'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TCGd6XLmhsI/AAAAAAAAATU/HuNBN4lDEYY/s72-c/IMG_0288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5095437170252151008</id><published>2010-06-08T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:57:15.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Believe I'm Doing This</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it is good to share secrets--and this is one secret that I really can't help but share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you already know about this, but it is too great not to share! A couple of months ago, my friend told me about Bountiful Baskets, a produce co-op in Idaho, Wyoming, Utah, Arizona, and Texas.  I don't think this announcement could have come at a better time; Dane and I were really trying to eat more fresh foods, and I was sick of the grocery store produce going bad after the first few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is the deal:  you will order your "basket" of produce on Monday nights at 8:00 pm.  Now, when I say 8:00, I really mean 8:00.  Those baskets are sold in minutes sometimes! I am willing to stop whatever I am doing, even FHE with friends, to order.  (Please don't think that I am a bad host!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday mornings you will pick up your basket of fruits and veggies. Now, I was expecting to get just a few items my first time.  The baskets are only $15!  Well, I was pleasantly surprised to come home with two green WinCo bags of produce.  You have to make sure to pick it up on time, or you could miss out though.  Dane and I so graciously had our produce donated one week when we missed the pickup time by 10 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but tell everyone about how fabulous Bountiful Baskets are--I must add that everyone who has tried has really been impressed.  My friend and her husband eat theirs for 3 weeks, and Dane and I try to get one each week to help us eat more plant-based diets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the website to learn more about this fabulous opportunity.  You can't help but be happy about eating better, supporting farmers, and spending less money!  I hope you will give it a try or ask me any questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to check out their website &lt;a href="www.bountifulbaskets.org"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. SERIOUSLY! And really, I have a lot of competition in the Pocatello area, so I would totally appreciate it if you wouldn't steal my basket!  Just kidding--but seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TA7KYuyOmvI/AAAAAAAAASU/PANcZ-Uzv6o/s1600/28974_393935295887_504910887_4252697_749019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TA7KYuyOmvI/AAAAAAAAASU/PANcZ-Uzv6o/s400/28974_393935295887_504910887_4252697_749019_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480540322780846834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image found on the Facebook fan page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5095437170252151008?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5095437170252151008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5095437170252151008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5095437170252151008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5095437170252151008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-believe-im-doing-this.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe I&apos;m Doing This'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/TA7KYuyOmvI/AAAAAAAAASU/PANcZ-Uzv6o/s72-c/28974_393935295887_504910887_4252697_749019_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2942350250451544385</id><published>2010-05-26T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:55:55.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Doesn't Count...</title><content type='html'>Toward the end of my senior year of high school, I realized that I had gone an entire week without caffeine (and I had a very strong relationship with Pepsi, so a week was an eternity at that time!) I decided at that moment that I would see how long I could possibly go without caffeine--as of Monday night it had been over 7 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Monday night I was at a wish-granting meeting for the Make-A-Wish Foundation with two fabulous girls.  During the meeting, the father randomly brought glasses of Diet Coke (another personal favorite) to us.  What was I supposed to do--tell him that I just couldn't drink the pop?  It was just caffeinated cola.  So, I tried to act normal and drank about half the glass, while inside I was seriously in utter turmoil--part of me felt terrible that I had kind-of broken one of my longest-lasting challenges, but the other part loved the drink.  It had been so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided, after an inner discussion, without consulting anyone else, that I really didn't break my 7-year record. I was being a polite house-guest and was simply trying to help the family feel comfortable and have fun during the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_3e0OENC3I/AAAAAAAAASI/NPg--EJgdVY/s1600/diet+coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_3e0OENC3I/AAAAAAAAASI/NPg--EJgdVY/s400/diet+coke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475777710662683506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image found &lt;a href="http://1to10reviews.files.wordpress.com/2007/04/diet_coke_by_eurasianrose86.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2942350250451544385?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2942350250451544385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2942350250451544385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2942350250451544385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2942350250451544385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-doesnt-count.html' title='It Doesn&apos;t Count...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_3e0OENC3I/AAAAAAAAASI/NPg--EJgdVY/s72-c/diet+coke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8307504177058256594</id><published>2010-05-23T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:57:17.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE: Our Latest</title><content type='html'>Because Dane and I don't have any children of our own, and because we want to practice holding FHE even without kids, we team up with a few friends for our own little FHE group.  With a crazy semester out of the way, we reconvened our Monday night meetings this last week.  Boy, am I ready for a great summer before our Monday night tirades end--as one amazing couple heads to D.C. for school and the other fabulous couple prepares to welcome a new addition to their family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I spent a bit of time preparing for this Family Home Evening.  Have you ever seen the television show "Minute to Win It?"   I must say that watching one episode was enough for me, but the prospect of playing the games at home was quite exciting! I put together a little home-spun version of the game show for our group.  The games provided plenty of laughs and went right along with the lesson on developing and sharing talents.  We can always find a new talent within ourselves if we are looking and trying new things.  Am I right?  Cheesy, but right!  (I had to hook the games in somehow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from one interesting night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n1zr0gUkI/AAAAAAAAARE/HNsLjbE8x7Q/s1600/IMG_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n1zr0gUkI/AAAAAAAAARE/HNsLjbE8x7Q/s400/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474677090330628674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n2ibYzuVI/AAAAAAAAARU/RLMrHrgMB8E/s1600/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n2ibYzuVI/AAAAAAAAARU/RLMrHrgMB8E/s400/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474677893373344082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3FopL_hI/AAAAAAAAARk/uT3pENGwyeU/s1600/IMG_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3FopL_hI/AAAAAAAAARk/uT3pENGwyeU/s400/IMG_0182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474678498227125778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3FROs8QI/AAAAAAAAARc/X5sx3Jcgo18/s1600/IMG_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3FROs8QI/AAAAAAAAARc/X5sx3Jcgo18/s400/IMG_0178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474678491942023426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3lSu5hYI/AAAAAAAAARs/uyQp6jGZ2Fg/s1600/IMG_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n3lSu5hYI/AAAAAAAAARs/uyQp6jGZ2Fg/s400/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474679042101314946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n2OctLXuI/AAAAAAAAARM/5YPqgIB-nyY/s1600/IMG_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n2OctLXuI/AAAAAAAAARM/5YPqgIB-nyY/s400/IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474677550129831650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8307504177058256594?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8307504177058256594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8307504177058256594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8307504177058256594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8307504177058256594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/05/fhe-our-latest.html' title='FHE: Our Latest'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S_n1zr0gUkI/AAAAAAAAARE/HNsLjbE8x7Q/s72-c/IMG_0170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1231812897859746462</id><published>2010-05-06T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:22:17.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to Share</title><content type='html'>I have watched this video everyday this week.  I find it so inspiring, and I can't help but feel excited to become a mother someday when I see this video.  I am sure you have all seen this by now, but I am posting in anyway.  It is good for the soul, and I will probably watch it again tomorrow, and the next day, and probably even the next day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHDvxPjsm8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to check out Stephanie's blog &lt;a href="http://www.nieniedialogues.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It is a daily must for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1231812897859746462?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1231812897859746462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1231812897859746462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1231812897859746462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1231812897859746462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/05/had-to-share.html' title='Had to Share'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7717236886885878368</id><published>2010-05-03T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:02:24.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best App Ever</title><content type='html'>So, right now it is almost 1:00 am.  You know when you get into the "late night" groove after just one fabulous really late night--and then on subsequent nights you don't even get tired until you really should have been sleeping hours before.  Night after night you just don't want to go to bed until the wee hours of the morning.  Well, I am there.  Ug--not good. Hopefully I will get back into a "healthy" sleeping habit again soon. I am telling you, summer break from school is in full force at the Beorchia household!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To preface the reasoning behind the late nights, I have to tell you that Dane and I L-O-V-E music.  I live and breathe music.  As silly as this sounds, it is one thing that keeps me moving--without music, I just don't know what I would do.  The Sucher family is all about music--it is bread into us! My sisters and I grew up with trivia questions from my dad, who would be the ultimate companion on "Rock N Roll Jeopardy."  We spent night after night cuddled up next to Dad's stereo, playing records and listening to oldies.  We couldn't get enough of the radio, 8 tracks, cd's. Oh, I get the chills just thinking about it!  Now, maybe the reasoning behind staying up will make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened upon an app for my phone that plays the top 100 hits from each year (full songs even) back to 1947.  Isn't this a breakthrough!?  Dane and I started with the year 1999 and listened to all 100 songs (most just briefly). Then we went back to 1998, and so on.  We were just reliving our pasts together, telling each other stories and laughing our heads off.  I mean, who wouldn't smile when they hear "Come on Ride that Train," a song that brings them back to middle school dances and the infamous "train" congo line.  Needless to say, we have done this every night, and now I am in the habit of staying up late. I haven't been like this since my first year of marriage.  Seriously!  This would totally work, if my body would just believe I was a teenager again!  I don't handle this "lack of sleep" too well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for reading!  It has been a while in the making!  Now that school is out and a few things are calming down, I am back and ready to go.  Happy spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7717236886885878368?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7717236886885878368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7717236886885878368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7717236886885878368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7717236886885878368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-app-ever.html' title='The Best App Ever'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2839653664811250159</id><published>2010-03-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:04:58.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Piece of Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Take a look at this and tell me that you aren't in love too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6MFmesDYqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gphmAGSqjLI/s1600-h/dining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6MFmesDYqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gphmAGSqjLI/s400/dining.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450206132679434914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;a href="http://www.allthingsthrifty.blogspot.com"&gt;All Things Thrifty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2839653664811250159?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2839653664811250159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2839653664811250159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2839653664811250159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2839653664811250159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-more-piece-of-inspiration.html' title='One More Piece of Inspiration'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6MFmesDYqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gphmAGSqjLI/s72-c/dining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-559906747735600876</id><published>2010-03-17T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:12:59.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Truly Cultural Experience</title><content type='html'>On Friday night I talked Dane into attending an evening of culture on ISU's campus, and I might add that the $10.00 for both of our tickets was well worth the expense!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you listened to James Otto before?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6Gj5eHP3RI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7Ru2o1IgzOg/s1600-h/james_Otto.24002001_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6Gj5eHP3RI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7Ru2o1IgzOg/s400/james_Otto.24002001_std.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449817231826345234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;a href="sekretservice.com"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit, I was super-impressed during the concert! So impressed, actually, that I think I will invest in some  of his music.  (I haven't made it through too many concerts without falling head over heels with the music though.)  James Otto was pretty fabulous, and not too shabby looking, but I couldn't help but notice that he was twice the size of any of his band members.  He really looked like he could easily crush the bass or guitar players with his pinky finger. He was like "He-Man" or something!  So, he had a strong mix of masculinity, but the gentle breeze from his personal fan added a sense of "swimsuit model" shoot to the mix.  This giant "model" among men did put on quite a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the culture really came from all around us.  One of the best parts of the concert included the thirty-five year old woman who may have been slightly intoxicated and danced up and down the aisles, performing for anyone who was willing to watch.  Now, I am ashamed to say that I laughed quite a bit!  Is that bad?  I loved watching her though--I have respect for people who enjoy being themselves, so I say to her, "You keep dancing and enjoying that music!  Keep doing what you are doing, and don't worry about what other people think."  See, I took a lesson away from this! I definitely appreciated the opportunity to people-watch and take in my surroundings.  There were people from all walks of life at the concert, and I just loved it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I definitely remind us all to take in our surroundings and enjoy the moment!  I am definitely learning to do this a little more lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-559906747735600876?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/559906747735600876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=559906747735600876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/559906747735600876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/559906747735600876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/truly-cultural-experience.html' title='A Truly Cultural Experience'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S6Gj5eHP3RI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7Ru2o1IgzOg/s72-c/james_Otto.24002001_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8336692804807104233</id><published>2010-03-16T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:14:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>Education is the most POWERFUL weapon which you can use to CHANGE the world.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8336692804807104233?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8336692804807104233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8336692804807104233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8336692804807104233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8336692804807104233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7620615565459193863</id><published>2010-03-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:52:21.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely Worth a Look</title><content type='html'>All right!  If you know me, you may know that I am a lover of anything related to music--commentary, videos, you name it!  And because today was a good day I really want to share a little creative inspiration with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me that after you watch this you won't want to create your very own "giant game of mouse trap" at home.  I think Dane and I will try our own version on Sunday (if I can talk him into it).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Too Shall Pass" is the latest music video from OK Go, the musical geniuses that introduced the concept of dancing on moving treadmills.  They really are revolutionary forces in the music video medium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, here is "This Too Shall Pass," quite possibly one of the coolest music videos ever made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qybUFnY7Y8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qybUFnY7Y8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it as much as I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7620615565459193863?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7620615565459193863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7620615565459193863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7620615565459193863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7620615565459193863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/definitely-worth-look.html' title='Definitely Worth a Look'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2753809905962453260</id><published>2010-03-12T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:58:31.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Office Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I really just wanted to bounce some ideas for the home office off of you! I am so excited about the few ideas that I have come across, and Dane even likes them!  (Dane likes almost everything I do, but still....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think!  (I am definitely not an interior designer, but I love putting together my own home--so, don't judge my poor design sense! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I want to make a little something for the room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rvwWiblaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xe7j6F7JKOk/s1600-h/wall+art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rvwWiblaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xe7j6F7JKOk/s400/wall+art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447930313220789666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen in l-o-v-e with IKEA, so here are my favorite IKEA pieces for the room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rwc5NVV3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/2rjn70n6V5s/s1600-h/bookcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rwc5NVV3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/2rjn70n6V5s/s400/bookcase.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447931078441785202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rwqCkRzjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uZaZ0Uqa2nk/s1600-h/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rwqCkRzjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uZaZ0Uqa2nk/s400/table.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447931304292240946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rw5AmRSqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XJJpWrI_SIY/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rw5AmRSqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XJJpWrI_SIY/s400/chair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447931561461762722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I totally off my rocker on this one?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2753809905962453260?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2753809905962453260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2753809905962453260' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2753809905962453260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2753809905962453260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-office-inspiration.html' title='Home Office Inspiration'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5rvwWiblaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/xe7j6F7JKOk/s72-c/wall+art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3372616122485104165</id><published>2010-03-11T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:20:01.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Tribute to Great-Grandpa Sucher</title><content type='html'>So, my great-grandpa was an excellent cook!  Oh, and he made a mean sugar cookie.  Now--the recipe has been passed down through the Sucher family and made it my way this week.  I called my  mom for the recipe, and I think my dad was more excited to pass it on.  "Oh, we are going to have to have your mother get out Great-Grandpa Sucher's recipe," he said. "He was a great cook."  We Sucher's are proud of our fine German heritage and family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to work on the recipe, after being warned by Mom that it was a little time consuming.  Boy, the non-baker in me really felt overwhelmed at first, but I was very happy when I tasted the final result. (Just like when Mom and Grandma made them!)  Needless to say, my kitchen looked like it was hit by a tornado--and I looked like I barely walked away from a duel with a bag of flour.  (Note to all:  I am a baking novice, but I have dreams of someday being a cupcake/baked goods queen.  Watch out, world!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last note:  I have to admit that I felt like I was paying a culinary tribute to my great-grandfather last night.  I am sure Dane thought I was being ridiculous, but I really thought a lot about my family while I slaved away on the treats.  It was a moving experience.  (Is it weird to have a bit of a spiritual experience in the kitchen?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5nc4c3IDsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/e8WJ34PkkzI/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5nc4c3IDsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/e8WJ34PkkzI/s400/IMG_2079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447628086659518146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling bold and gracious--so here is the recipe for some perfect sugar cookies--really fluffy ones!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandpa Sucher's Sugar Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the following ingredients well:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar (if you like them really sweet, add a bit more sugar)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter &lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;enough flour to make the mixture a soft, rollable dough (this was the hardest for me to determine personally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll out the dough and cut out cookies.  (I recommend keeping the dough fairly thick because I love thick, fluffy cookies.) I baked the cookies in the oven for ten minutes, and each batch came out perfectly.  Top the cookies with your favorite cream cheese frosting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If anyone decides to try this out, I hope you love them as much as I do!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3372616122485104165?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3372616122485104165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3372616122485104165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3372616122485104165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3372616122485104165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/food-tribute-to-great-grandpa-sucher.html' title='Food Tribute to Great-Grandpa Sucher'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S5nc4c3IDsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/e8WJ34PkkzI/s72-c/IMG_2079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1996001577897957656</id><published>2010-03-08T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:28:57.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway, Not By Me</title><content type='html'>So, I am posting about a giveaway on &lt;a href="http://hillamcasa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess's blog&lt;/a&gt; in order to get an extra entry in for "Pride &amp; Prejudice &amp; Zombies." I am telling ya, I have wanted to buy this book for the last several months, but I keep getting other books instead.  There are just so many options out there! Anyway, I just won a book off of the &lt;a href="www.goodreads.com"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt; website, so I am feeling so good about my chances in this drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am posting to be polite and to get the extra entry, but don't go thinking that you should enter--you will be decreasing my chances!  Ahh!  Anyway, I will keep you posted (only if I win!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1996001577897957656?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1996001577897957656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1996001577897957656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1996001577897957656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1996001577897957656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway-not-by-me.html' title='Giveaway, Not By Me'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2268808235695455249</id><published>2010-02-23T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:20:16.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender Mercies</title><content type='html'>Right now I am in Boise and my bff Dane is back in Pocatello holding down the fort.  I have left Dane home while I ventured off for work, weddings, family visits, etc., and never--no, not even once--have I cried.  Now, of course I missed him--don't go thinking I didn't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this week I left Sunday night for a week of work in Boise and McCall.  I knew it would be a great experience, but I couldn't quite get myself to leave, until the very last moment.  I started crying when Dane packed everything into the car and couldn't stop for about the first twenty minutes of driving. I missed him terribly--it was cute, really--but it was pretty pathetic.  I am a grown woman, for Pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a rough start, but the week just smoothed right out. It has been full of some blessings--small ones from hearing a song that I just love to big ones like safe travels and good work experiences.  Though I have been a bit of a baby this time around, I sure do know that I have wonderful friends and family members who take great care of me. I have been blessed by the graciousness of others during this trip and have made some wonderful memories.  How I hope to be like my friend Kayla, who provided great homemade food (it was heaven)and conversation.  And someday I will be as good to others as my Uncle Mike and Aunt Becky are.  They make me feel like one of the most special person around.  I am proud to claim them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss Dane, but good friends, busy work, and plenty of homework are helping the time pass quickly.  I really do believe that the little things in life make the biggest difference.  I hope I can capitalize a bit more on the small things and really pay attention to them!  Heavenly Father watches out for us and proves time and time again that He loves us unconditionally, perfectly! I just have to pay attention to all of the little details, and I can't help but know that there is a God out there, who loves us enough to show us all the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2268808235695455249?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2268808235695455249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2268808235695455249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2268808235695455249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2268808235695455249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/02/tender-mercies.html' title='Tender Mercies'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5371761202842192812</id><published>2010-01-25T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:44:04.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex, Come Home!</title><content type='html'>So, there is some work being done around the apartments on the roof of the building (it was in need of some major work).  Well, the fabulous roof workers are busy finishing up the roof, but they did forget one important fix--our dish! (It has been disconnected for over a week now). Now, I am really, well almost really, enjoying the lack of television, because it directly correlates with some positive results.  Take these examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.  My time for reading has increased positively&lt;br /&gt;B.  My excuses for laziness have decreased significantly (fewer distractions, I guess)&lt;br /&gt;C.  My home is a tinge cleaner and dishes have managed to stay done &lt;br /&gt;D.  I have managed to find a ton of time for homework (which I have surprisingly LOVED)&lt;br /&gt;E.  Our list of recorded movies has shortened as movie-viewing has increased somewhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I noted that I have ALMOST enjoyed the lack of television.  I offer my one sadness....the absence Alex Trebec from our life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S15HiZb2CXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eXO5bkrWsOI/s1600-h/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S15HiZb2CXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eXO5bkrWsOI/s400/alex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430856856924195186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://sexymustaches.com"&gt;sexymustaches.com&lt;/a&gt; (What a website, wouldn't you say?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane and I watch "Jeopardy" every weeknight together, our own little Battle of the Sexes.  Without this show, our knowledge base and competitiveness have both decreased! Alex, come home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5371761202842192812?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5371761202842192812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5371761202842192812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5371761202842192812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5371761202842192812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/01/alex-come-home.html' title='Alex, Come Home!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S15HiZb2CXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eXO5bkrWsOI/s72-c/alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-416845444675799505</id><published>2010-01-04T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:39:54.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Little Break</title><content type='html'>The holidays are fabulous...spending time with family, thinking about what is really important, counting your blessings.  It is a refreshing time, and I really wouldn't mind celebrating holidays all year around. (I say that especially as I returned to the office today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of giving you a recap of everything, I thought I would just say that Dane and I enjoyed the time we were able to spend with our family and friends. We had plenty of comfortable spend-overs, plenty of fabulous food, and had plenty of laughs. Gratitude for our family members continues to grow and grow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that there really isn't anything better than this though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S0Kzq-DnMWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/mNeW5PcSo8Q/s1600-h/new+adventures+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S0Kzq-DnMWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/mNeW5PcSo8Q/s400/new+adventures+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423094452101525858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night at home in your very own bed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wish the holidays would last the whole year, I am very happy to spend a few nights at my own home and am very ready to get back into a groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-416845444675799505?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/416845444675799505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=416845444675799505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/416845444675799505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/416845444675799505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-little-break.html' title='A Good Little Break'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/S0Kzq-DnMWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/mNeW5PcSo8Q/s72-c/new+adventures+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7035754155123046157</id><published>2009-12-21T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:55:15.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is what I found...</title><content type='html'>I came home from work one day last week, and this is what I found....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SzBBiHEZDjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rAL2CPz-7mc/s1600-h/new+adventures+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SzBBiHEZDjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rAL2CPz-7mc/s400/new+adventures+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417902405995531826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dane had finished his Christmas shopping, had wrapped all the presents he purchased, and was making Christmas treats for our friends when I walked in the door. (We made a ton and accidentally ate most of them before they could be delivered--good intentions, right!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was really feeling the Christmas spirit last Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, here at the B. Household, hope everyone has a great holiday!  We hope you enjoy the time you spend with your families, the kind words exchanged, and the beautiful winter weather.  We hope that the true Spirit of Christmas is easily found!  We love you all and wish you a safe and merry and blessed Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7035754155123046157?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7035754155123046157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7035754155123046157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7035754155123046157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7035754155123046157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-this-is-what-i-found.html' title='And this is what I found...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SzBBiHEZDjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/rAL2CPz-7mc/s72-c/new+adventures+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2261511684335520393</id><published>2009-12-18T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:36:58.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Late Introduction</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I have waited so long to introduce everyone to our third family member!  So, without further ado, I would like to introduce you to.... (dun, dun, dun-dun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAROLD&lt;/span&gt; (picture soon to follow in the post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of Harold, our real-life ficus tree.  He is strong, needs very little water, still has his leaves even though we were told he should be "bald" by now, and produces some much-needed oxygen in our home.  What a wonder this little guys is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas the last couple of years, we have sported a very large, but very sweet loan-er Christmas tree courtesy of Aunt Jeanie.  We thought we would simplify a bit with a tree that doesn't occupy 2/3 of our living room.  So--what could be better that dressing up Harold with a little bling--his very own.  (Am I sounding ridiculous right now?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here he is, in all of his glittery, glowing glory!  He really is our Christmas tree (this fact threw my Grandma Bonnie into a bit of a loop, I think)!  I hope you like him as much as we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw7-MLRavI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1bMT77LPg3Y/s1600-h/new+adventures+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw7-MLRavI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1bMT77LPg3Y/s400/new+adventures+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416770391426296562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I wanted to add a few close-ups of our handsome man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw6_wXTukI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_m0xBaFA3R8/s1600-h/new+adventures+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw6_wXTukI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_m0xBaFA3R8/s400/new+adventures+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416769318808697410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw6_WUV9CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FbuEtTHIAqc/s1600-h/new+adventures+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw6_WUV9CI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FbuEtTHIAqc/s400/new+adventures+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416769311816938530" 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/6451900527536648080-2261511684335520393?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2261511684335520393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2261511684335520393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2261511684335520393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2261511684335520393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-introduction.html' title='A Late Introduction'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Syw7-MLRavI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1bMT77LPg3Y/s72-c/new+adventures+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-8081883377411494091</id><published>2009-12-14T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:18:36.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SyZzGtdJeuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UR9efq3jr-o/s1600-h/my+new+end+table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SyZzGtdJeuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UR9efq3jr-o/s400/my+new+end+table.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415142161077861090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this beauty on &lt;a href="http://fromthevintagefarm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hollie's blog&lt;/a&gt; today and couldn't resist!  Tonight I will be its proud owner, just in time for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Hollie is amazing and incredibly talented, so I think you should all check out her mad skills!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-8081883377411494091?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/8081883377411494091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=8081883377411494091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8081883377411494091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/8081883377411494091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-had-to.html' title='I just had to...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SyZzGtdJeuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UR9efq3jr-o/s72-c/my+new+end+table.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-4500323288330273528</id><published>2009-11-29T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:09:06.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgivings By Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; beautiful families... (and two great times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeW-DJZqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/nJtg5DVQ91M/s1600/new+adventures+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeW-DJZqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/nJtg5DVQ91M/s400/new+adventures+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771326108427938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeXYjo6bI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_un0kViZgJ8/s1600/new+adventures+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeXYjo6bI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_un0kViZgJ8/s400/new+adventures+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771333224032690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; pictures of Bry's croissant... (per her request)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNdQnx-D5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/gxsKwVJYp9s/s1600/new+adventures+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNdQnx-D5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/gxsKwVJYp9s/s400/new+adventures+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409770117539958674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; tries to get a smiling picture with Kayla... (she makes some killer funny faces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNdtH5uktI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RvvCggLpV7M/s1600/new+adventures+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNdtH5uktI/AAAAAAAAAOM/RvvCggLpV7M/s400/new+adventures+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409770607198769874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;500&lt;/span&gt; things to laugh at... (the best part about being with family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeoo5Z-FI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yzzES6ydKr0/s1600/new+adventures+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeoo5Z-FI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yzzES6ydKr0/s400/new+adventures+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771629668071506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; super-cute chitlins that make me excited to be a mom... (she has a smile to die for)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNfPJUYl4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/Y5kum-9D4cE/s1600/new+adventures+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNfPJUYl4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/Y5kum-9D4cE/s400/new+adventures+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409772291206190978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;things I am grateful for... (that was a doozie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNc3boDoyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ilj7-3Yec6I/s1600/new+adventures+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNc3boDoyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ilj7-3Yec6I/s400/new+adventures+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409769684780426018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-4500323288330273528?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/4500323288330273528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=4500323288330273528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4500323288330273528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4500323288330273528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgivings-by-numbers.html' title='Thanksgivings By Numbers'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SxNeW-DJZqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/nJtg5DVQ91M/s72-c/new+adventures+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-9028332473420604340</id><published>2009-11-23T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:13:56.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Twi-Letdown" or "Save the Drama for Your Mama"</title><content type='html'>First of all, tonight is Dane's first contribution to the blog!  I know, a big deal!  However, on a more serious note--he will clobber me if he finds out that his input was included, even if it is only in the title.   We just got back from "New Moon"--more on that later.  I thought I would share a few of my unsolicited opinions with you all--hope you don't mind!  I asked for a good title, and Dane submitted the second title of this post.  Let's keep this under wraps for a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my opinions--just a few.  I feel a little bad about sharing a few negative thoughts after such a fabulous, positive day.  Don't worry--I don't have too many negative things about "New Moon" to share, so those of you who were impressed won't need to be too defensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"New Moon" Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1.  The special effects were much improved (positive note first!)&lt;br /&gt;2.  How about Jacob?  I must say that I just love him more and more all the time--you know, in a not-so-creepy-because-I'm-married, not-quite-a-cougar-because-I-am-not-that-old kind of way.  Not too bad to look at either! I am such a "Team Jacob" gal!&lt;br /&gt;3.  (Now for a more negative opinion--I just have to vent...) Was the book really this mushy and cheesy?  For some reason I was so enamored by the book that I missed quite a bit of this.&lt;br /&gt;4.  (Last negative, I promise.)  Coming from a true fan of Jacob, I can't help but think that Edward is just too sensitive, emotional, and fickle for my liking.  I like my men tough--not too stoic though--with just a side of sensitivity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry to blab on about the movie.  I am glad that I saw it--I have been waiting for quite some time.  Perhaps going with Dane was a bad choice--we fed a bit off of eachother and had a few too many giggles during the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Last note:  And here is an addition Dane would like to make.  He now ranks "The Notebook" as the second worst movie of all time.&lt;br /&gt;**This really is the last note:  Taking Dane probably wasn't the best choice.  In my defense, Dane suggested that we should go together tonight--it was his idea!  He continually claimed that he was just being a "good husband," and he really is a good husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-9028332473420604340?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/9028332473420604340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=9028332473420604340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9028332473420604340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9028332473420604340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/11/twi-letdown-or-save-drama-for-your-mama.html' title='&quot;Twi-Letdown&quot; or &quot;Save the Drama for Your Mama&quot;'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7290997826695103696</id><published>2009-10-28T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:44:54.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recommended for Reading</title><content type='html'>Every once in a great while you find a book that you just can't put down.  You can't function in life until the book has been read, i.e., the dishes aren't done, homework is set aside, sleep isn't a priority, the poor hubs gets ignored completely, etc. Well, about two months ago, I happened upon a book that fulfilled that very need--thanks to Paige, by the way!  Now I reveal that wonderful piece of literary work to you....doo, doo, doo (trumpet sounding).  Now, please scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Scott/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sug8K0KNrrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vbbPyLzRn8g/s1600-h/the+hunger+games.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sug8K0KNrrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vbbPyLzRn8g/s400/the+hunger+games.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397630309901381298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So I tried to make the image huge and captivating, but this is the best that little jpeg would do.  A little disappointing if you ask me.  On another note, I know a couple other people have posted about this on their blogs too.  To them I say, please don't feel like I am stealing any thunder! Love you guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else read this a-m-a-z-i-n-g book?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7290997826695103696?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7290997826695103696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7290997826695103696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7290997826695103696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7290997826695103696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/10/recommended-for-reading.html' title='Recommended for Reading'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sug8K0KNrrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vbbPyLzRn8g/s72-c/the+hunger+games.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3355841952116299937</id><published>2009-10-21T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:14:02.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out with the old, in with the new</title><content type='html'>The last month was full of stress--I am definitely a Type-A personality, so I have experienced some perfectionist-related and time-related stress in the past, but this last month was an onslaught of stress not seen often at all in my life.  I felt like I was spiraling out of control--looking back now I know that things weren't that bad (don't we tend to learn some things after-the-fact?).  I was questioning if I could hand my work, home, school, and especially church responsibilities.  I remember one day just wanting to be released from my callings and wanting to drop the school stuff.  I know, it was a major over-reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I received a blessing telling me to run as fast as I can, and boy have I been running.  I felt like I was out of gas when all of the sudden, life got as bright as can be.  I have a new resolve in my classes, enjoy the many hours spent working, have found plenty of time to beautify my home and experiment in the kitchen, found better one-on-one time with Dane, and felt like I have help fulfilling the callings.  I am so grateful for the blessings our Heavenly Father seems to shower on me.  I don't always notice them, but I am seeing life more clearly at this point.  I am happier, healthier, and kinder to others than I have been in a long time.  Life's daily stresses seem small, and I am not putting so much pressure on myself.  Life is beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all being so blessed!  Our Heavenly Father loves us and wants us to be happy.  I think that is my favorite commandment and blessing of all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3355841952116299937?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3355841952116299937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3355841952116299937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3355841952116299937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3355841952116299937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='out with the old, in with the new'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-4877927464239715504</id><published>2009-10-13T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:21:01.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Work and No Play...</title><content type='html'>Last week I went to Colorado for a few college fairs, which are always fun. College reps are a whole new brand of people, and I love, love, love being around them--very outgoing, very proud of their school, very funny! There is never a dull conversation between a couple college reps, believe you me. (Being among few, if any, Mormons does mean that I am unable to understand some of these conversations, however. I have no clue when they name types of alcohol, and a few jokes fly right over my head! These moments, small and far between, make me proud of my peculiarity!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the fairs alone would be enough to make the week a worthwhile, fun trip--but the trip automatically became better when Dane told me that he could come too! Now, I think one reason for Dane's attendance was to be my personal chauffeur--very sweet--but also very smart--I have had little to no experience driving in large cities like Denver. The second, and primary, reason--to play with his adorable wifey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few--okay, many--pictures from our little adventure. On a side note: I won't feel bad if you don't make it to the bottom--that's almost a journey itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I have to say--I survived!  I feared having a heart attack or falling to my death on the gondola!  The ride was more relaxing than anticipated, but I prefer to keep these feet on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVeeJ958SI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y47aXMXz_24/s1600-h/new+adventures+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVeeJ958SI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y47aXMXz_24/s320/new+adventures+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392320001010692386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane and I spent the first day or two in Aspen!  I can definitely see why it is the number one snow sport destination in the world--it is beautiful!  The people there were so nice to open their city to us--giving us free passes to the gondola, a beautiful reception, and a great welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVedi2nvoI/AAAAAAAAANg/HCoS1BRrAYA/s1600-h/new+adventures+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVedi2nvoI/AAAAAAAAANg/HCoS1BRrAYA/s320/new+adventures+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392319990511156866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the Garden of the Gods, our first stop in Colorado Springs.  I won't lie--I thought it would be a little lame--but I loved it.  The rock formations were a-m-a-z-i-n-g!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdN4KPiNI/AAAAAAAAANY/yw4ThlU4AMQ/s1600-h/new+adventures+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdN4KPiNI/AAAAAAAAANY/yw4ThlU4AMQ/s320/new+adventures+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392318621841066194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about this one--just a posed picture of Dane and I on our little hike!  I do have to say that most of our pictures like this were done with Dane's skill--finding a nearby rock or chair, setting the timer, and running back to pose!  He has some skill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdNOq8_DI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4_vszIIEPOU/s1600-h/new+adventures+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdNOq8_DI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4_vszIIEPOU/s320/new+adventures+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392318610703973426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Balance Rock was spectacular!  So big!  So beautiful!  I think it was my favorite stop in the Garden of the Gods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdMvKNhxI/AAAAAAAAANI/f8HG8NrhjPQ/s1600-h/new+adventures+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVdMvKNhxI/AAAAAAAAANI/f8HG8NrhjPQ/s320/new+adventures+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392318602245146386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane and I went to Seven Falls in Colorado Springs--so worth the stop!  We saw a beautiful waterfall and got to ride an elevator in the middle of a mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa8w78_aI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VYVVh9pKrEg/s1600-h/new+adventures+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa8w78_aI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VYVVh9pKrEg/s320/new+adventures+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392316128821050786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought hauling my lazy bum up those stairs wouldn't be too bad, but Dane and I definitely felt the effects during and after the hike.  I guess you climb up about 1,000 feet in elevation by the time you make it to the top.  I blame the lack of breath at the end on the altitude sickness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa8ga2xeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W-OB3cNemLk/s1600-h/new+adventures+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa8ga2xeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/W-OB3cNemLk/s320/new+adventures+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392316124387263970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deathly afraid of heights, so I am not sure how I managed to take this picture on our way down--I was shaking like crazy the entire time down those steep stairs! (This isn't from the top though--I don't know if I could have taken a picture from much higher up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa7yv-4FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HpjAf4QMs7M/s1600-h/new+adventures+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa7yv-4FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HpjAf4QMs7M/s320/new+adventures+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392316112127844434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane and I headed to a candy factory to see how candy is made--plus get a few free samples.  Those free samples are so enticing sometimes!  I have seen how candy is made on television, but seeing it in-person was so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVbSGmw-wI/AAAAAAAAANA/ftB0fC0zifE/s1600-h/new+adventures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVbSGmw-wI/AAAAAAAAANA/ftB0fC0zifE/s320/new+adventures+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392316495415016194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire room was full of candy--I think I was in heaven at the time!  (I think Dane even made a comment about that to someone--sheesh!) So many candy canes--I was ready for Christmas to come after I saw all of them.  They have some really fun flavors like apple pie and cranberry!  All handmade too.  It was so much fun to see how they were made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa7aA56QI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7urgsx-Ui98/s1600-h/new+adventures+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVa7aA56QI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7urgsx-Ui98/s320/new+adventures+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392316105487935746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled to Lookout Mountain to visit a museum about the one and only...Buffalo Bill! This man was a true celebrity!  Thousands of people attended his funeral, and many more mourned his death!  He was quite a fascinating man!  He was quite a showman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZKCyC-vI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vYl7Q7GtD1w/s1600-h/new+adventures+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZKCyC-vI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vYl7Q7GtD1w/s320/new+adventures+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392314157926382322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane and I took a quick pic in front of his grave.  Buffalo Bill claimed that you could see land from four different states from the top of Lookout Mountain.  Quite frankly, most of what I could see included several cell phone towers.  Sad day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZA1bQYtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zfSrCF_ezK0/s1600-h/new+adventures+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZA1bQYtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/zfSrCF_ezK0/s320/new+adventures+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392313999722308306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this one up just because it make me laugh so hard.  I think these are meant for little kids, and some other tourists gave us some looks as we tried to work this shot out.  We look so tough, don'tcha think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZAcsDOAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hu-dAv7nraA/s1600-h/new+adventures+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVZAcsDOAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hu-dAv7nraA/s320/new+adventures+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392313993081862146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am getting ready to lasso a calf.  Just ignore the fact that my horse has no legs!  (This is all about the experience!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVY_1WcofI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tuAoF7RRaGE/s1600-h/new+adventures+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVY_1WcofI/AAAAAAAAAL4/tuAoF7RRaGE/s320/new+adventures+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392313982522270194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The "Tattered Cover" is a wonderful little bookstore in LoDo, a fun part of Denver.  Dane and I have a serious passion for books, so we had to pick up a new book as a souvenir from the trip.  I think the book is my favorite souvenir.  (We are one book closer to our dream library!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXXtIjA1I/AAAAAAAAALo/PjH7vzT09_o/s1600-h/new+adventures+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXXtIjA1I/AAAAAAAAALo/PjH7vzT09_o/s320/new+adventures+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392312193610089298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just wonderful inside?  I could have spent an entire day inside!   A true bookworm's dream come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXWyNWcWI/AAAAAAAAALg/tDbWWin6hgo/s1600-h/new+adventures+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXWyNWcWI/AAAAAAAAALg/tDbWWin6hgo/s320/new+adventures+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392312177792545122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane is posing with our desserts at the Hard Rock Cafe.  I have never been to one before, and the atmosphere is ridiculously cool!  I was in heaven when we found the guitar signed by Bonnie Rait and stuff from Eric Clapton, two of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXWjbMpoI/AAAAAAAAALY/kJZuIZ73PKY/s1600-h/new+adventures+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXWjbMpoI/AAAAAAAAALY/kJZuIZ73PKY/s320/new+adventures+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392312173824091778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is a little cheesy, I know!  I was just so excited to be at the Hard Rock Cafe!  (Those revolving doors gave me a little anxiety--I got in the same time as Dane, and there definitely was not enough room for the two of us!  I almost lost a foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXV6QR18I/AAAAAAAAALQ/e1PqBIa4Xkw/s1600-h/new+adventures+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVXV6QR18I/AAAAAAAAALQ/e1PqBIa4Xkw/s320/new+adventures+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392312162772441026" 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/6451900527536648080-4877927464239715504?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/4877927464239715504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=4877927464239715504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4877927464239715504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4877927464239715504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-work-and-no-play.html' title='All Work and No Play...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/StVeeJ958SI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y47aXMXz_24/s72-c/new+adventures+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7619748851599045861</id><published>2009-10-01T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:03:03.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1lfbqOFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IFLP2Hf7ONQ/s1600-h/new+adventures+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1lfbqOFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IFLP2Hf7ONQ/s320/new+adventures+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841816171788370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1k67IqZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b-Mv21MUWQc/s1600-h/new+adventures+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1k67IqZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b-Mv21MUWQc/s320/new+adventures+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841806371694994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1kZ9EycI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hApudXGPdEI/s1600-h/new+adventures+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1kZ9EycI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hApudXGPdEI/s320/new+adventures+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841797521459650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1kCIX92I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1GzURgfTHa8/s1600-h/new+adventures+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1kCIX92I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1GzURgfTHa8/s320/new+adventures+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841791126402914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1jqGr22I/AAAAAAAAAJo/NUJHyjy-feY/s1600-h/new+adventures+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1jqGr22I/AAAAAAAAAJo/NUJHyjy-feY/s320/new+adventures+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387841784676866914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of weekends ago, I made a quick trip to Teton to see my cuz Juston get married.  I am the oldest grandchild on this side of the family, so it is crazy to see all of my younger cousins "grow up" and get married!  I have to say that I am so excited for Aubree to join the family.  She is one cute girl!  It was also great to see my beautiful sista Kelli Jean and her hubs, the parental unit, more fams, and my adorable Gramma Bonnie!  Congrats to Juston and Aubree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people get married reminds me about just how grateful I am for my man Dane!  My boo is my favorite person ever, and I love seeing just how much we have grown together over these last two years.  I love him more and more everyday, truly!  Marrying Dane was by far the best decision I ever could have made--I can be a pretty smart girl sometime!  So glad this marriage thing can last forever!  We have plenty of memories left to make!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7619748851599045861?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7619748851599045861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7619748851599045861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7619748851599045861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7619748851599045861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/10/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SsV1lfbqOFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IFLP2Hf7ONQ/s72-c/new+adventures+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-833761640952173549</id><published>2009-09-19T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:08:44.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember, Remember</title><content type='html'>This entry goes out to all those journal-writers.  I know you are out there!  Sometimes I focus in my journal about:&lt;br /&gt;-silly things that happened at work&lt;br /&gt;-an accomplishment at work or school&lt;br /&gt;-fun things from around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am going to include more of:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/MormonMessages#play/all/59A88EF0AD2EBBF7-all/1/DF01BQAcj8E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly very forgetful, so I use my journal to help me remember those special things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-833761640952173549?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/833761640952173549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=833761640952173549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/833761640952173549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/833761640952173549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/09/remember-remember.html' title='Remember, Remember'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7362275234108697234</id><published>2009-09-16T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:59:12.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Time...</title><content type='html'>Dane is at work right now, so I am spending the next 3 hours with myself.  Sometimes I like to do that...it is pretty quiet and peaceful around here! Tonight I am taking some time to do a few things I really want to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Spruce up the blog (Boy, did it need some TLC)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Read some more of "The Lightning Thief" (Pretty interesting so far...Percy is not quite a Harry Potter for me yet)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Watch the only 2 shows I truly care to watch at this time ("So You Think You Can Dance" and "Glee"--love those shows)&lt;br /&gt;4. Do some much-needed de-cluttering and organizing in the spare bedroom (Perhaps my favorite task of the evening)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Try to write in the journal (I have struggled the past week or two with this little habit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very simple night, but a very lovely night indeed.  I'll stay busy until Dane comes home, and I can't wait until he comes home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7362275234108697234?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7362275234108697234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7362275234108697234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7362275234108697234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7362275234108697234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-time.html' title='Taking Time...'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-2748892055203937871</id><published>2009-09-02T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:35:26.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and  I was a little jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sp8O7atOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s5t1KV-SjlM/s1600-h/new+adventures+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sp8O7atOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s5t1KV-SjlM/s400/new+adventures+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377032894047748274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so lately I have decided that I want to "experience life."  That's a bit corny, I know.  I want to do lots of fun things and make fun little memories to go along with it.  Life is about having some fun, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Friday Dane announced that he was invited to ride in some golf guy's private plan to play golf for the day in Utah.  Nuh-uh...not without me--was what I was thinking.  But instead I told him that I am so glad he gets to do something so cool.  Blah-blah. (I was trying to play off that I really wasn't...jealous!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now--cut me some slack here--I really wasn't in a frenzy of jealousy here.  I didn't mope around the house all day or even seek some pity from the women at the Relief Society activity.  I just think that would be something so cool to do.  And to be honest--Dane really deserved it.  He works so hard on the apartments and at his job--he deserved it.  And he loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will admit that I told Dane to keep in touch with this really nice person.  I would love a day of golf like this too! I hope that doesn't make me a bad person!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-2748892055203937871?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/2748892055203937871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=2748892055203937871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2748892055203937871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/2748892055203937871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-was-little-jealous.html' title='and  I was a little jealous'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sp8O7atOgLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/s5t1KV-SjlM/s72-c/new+adventures+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3214382682908307363</id><published>2009-08-30T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T04:36:51.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 a.m. Thoughts</title><content type='html'>It's 5:00 a.m., and I have been up for about an hour now.  I woke up and felt wide awake, and I can't get this brain of mine to shut off.  So, I thought I would watch a bit of "Mr. Holland's Opus" and write down a few things on this little blog.  (To be honest, I really just want to listen to the music from the movie--I love the clarinet solo the girl with red hair plays and the beautiful orchestra piece at the end. Maybe I should pick up the soundtrack or something!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot about how life is full of seasons.  We all graduate from high school and move into a new phase of life, a new season where we get to spend lots of time learning...about ourselves really.  At some point we may get married or start a career or graduate from college, etc, entering, of course, another season. I am definitely enjoying life right now, but I don't quite feel like I am in a defined season at the moment.  Now I know that we don't necessarily move from one to another, but I feel like I am stuck between about three or four right now.  I am a part-time grad student (and at this rate, I will be in grad school for about 4 years), a full-time professional at a job I love and can only have once, and desiring so much to be a full-time mom! I think I am hoping the "mom" stage will come soon though.  Part of me wants to focus on growing professionally, part of me wants to be a full-time student and get involved in classes and professional organizations, but something deep inside is longing for that period of motherhood. I just can't wait to stay at home and spend my time and energy completely on my family!  I know that right now I am preparing--we are finishing our education and saving a lot of money on it, putting money in savings to ease the stress for when we do have children, and practicing with our beautiful nieces--exhausting for the short hours we are with them acutally. Although I can't wait to just be a mom, I am happy to be where I am.  I know that my desire to be a mother is righteous, and right now we are doing the very best we can to prepare.  Everyday I can see the hand of the Lord working with us.  As strange as this season is for me right now, I am so thankful for it!  I just need to do my best and keep plugging along--then I can truly treasure my time as a mother.  And oh, how I will treasure it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3214382682908307363?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3214382682908307363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3214382682908307363' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3214382682908307363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3214382682908307363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-am-thoughts.html' title='5 a.m. Thoughts'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1441275594103711651</id><published>2009-08-03T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:31:18.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dane's Dream Night</title><content type='html'>I think that Dane's dream night would include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  golf&lt;br /&gt;2.  more golf&lt;br /&gt;3.  a bit more golf&lt;br /&gt;(of course I would be following him around the golf course during this time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane is very easy to keep happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyD-nLQNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jpb25N2iJO4/s1600-h/new+adventures+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyD-nLQNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jpb25N2iJO4/s400/new+adventures+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365882893707722962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Friday night out, Dane and I hit the links. After surviving a small marital mishap, i.e. Dane giving me a brief golf lesson, we had a great night together.  Our friend Ragen came too, and the two boys (who could out-drive me by hundreds of yards) were so great about me tagging along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyEbyd3UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uSdEGNE_4HE/s1600-h/new+adventures+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyEbyd3UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uSdEGNE_4HE/s400/new+adventures+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365882901539708226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I love to see Dane on the golf course.  He knows everyone, and everyone knows him.  He is quite the popular guy around there and is so great with the other guys on the course.  He is hilarious and so fun to see when he is in his "element."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyEjgYLsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S3JOj9J8L9w/s1600-h/new+adventures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyEjgYLsI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S3JOj9J8L9w/s400/new+adventures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365882903611322050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you guys just love to see your husbands do something they are so good at?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1441275594103711651?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1441275594103711651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1441275594103711651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1441275594103711651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1441275594103711651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/08/danes-dream-night.html' title='Dane&apos;s Dream Night'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SndyD-nLQNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jpb25N2iJO4/s72-c/new+adventures+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-9174245291303210978</id><published>2009-07-30T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:02:56.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the Otter Pop</title><content type='html'>Dearest Otter Pops,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the perfect quick pick-me-up at work during these crazy months in the office.  I know that I don't always exercise control, and may eat several of you at a time, but you must understand that I really, really need you around! These days in the office can feel very long, and the sugar gives me just enough energy to get through the day.  The best bonus--you are only 25 calories!  I cannot feel guilty about that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS--If I do have any cavities at the end of summer, I am blaming it all on your presence in the office freezer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-9174245291303210978?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/9174245291303210978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=9174245291303210978' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9174245291303210978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/9174245291303210978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/07/ode-to-otter-pop.html' title='Ode to the Otter Pop'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5160305279479899707</id><published>2009-07-06T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:13:21.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Deal</title><content type='html'>For the last year I have waddled up and down the Highland and Riverside Golf Courses alongside Dane donning my old tennis shoes and canvas flats.  A few times Dane suggested that I should wear shoes with more "grip" to improve my golf swing, but of course my thrifty side suggested that idea was a farce.  Well, after a year of consideration I had a break-down of sorts.  I really believed that the purchase of some "schnazzy"new golf shoes would improve my confidence on the course, in turn improving my golf game.  It didn't take much convincing on Dane's part before I purchased these beauties from Riverside's Pro Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SlKSIJQbxRI/AAAAAAAAAII/-5u5Gke6ChE/s1600-h/IMG_1185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SlKSIJQbxRI/AAAAAAAAAII/-5u5Gke6ChE/s400/IMG_1185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355503575518397714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may see me in the future, spending much more time at the golf course, for you see, I am now the real deal.  I have taken my official plunge into the world of golf finally.  I have succumbed to the course's call and will someday be that silly old lady who spends the day chasing her husband around the course in their 1970's-style golf cart, playing card games by day and couple's leagues games by night, and trying her best not to grow too old!  Come and join me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5160305279479899707?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5160305279479899707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5160305279479899707' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5160305279479899707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5160305279479899707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/07/real-deal.html' title='The Real Deal'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SlKSIJQbxRI/AAAAAAAAAII/-5u5Gke6ChE/s72-c/IMG_1185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6336260185490151109</id><published>2009-06-19T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:18:13.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING:  Lots of Pics with Lots of Captions</title><content type='html'>Don't you just LOVE summer?!  We finally have time--or maybe take time--to do some of the things we love.  The last couple weeks have been great as I am spending time doing things I love and being with people I love.  I have definitely been reminded about just how grateful I am for all those people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlVWjsDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-RDaw3ABN_8/s1600-h/new+adventures+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlVWjsDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-RDaw3ABN_8/s320/new+adventures+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203875354357810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla is already getting her "college" on, so I hurried to Rexburg to check-out her first place.  (I really like her beadspread, don't you?!)  She seems to be doing well so far, and I am sure she will be a great student!  Sadly, Kayla had quite a bit of homework while I was up, so we didn't get too much "chill" time.  We did have some fun doing homework--though I lacked a bit of focus--it has been a whole year since I was last in school! Also--my Pops decided to get her a Mac for graduation--a Mac--I don't even have one yet!  The three of us get pretty spoiled by that man!  The Sucher fam has finally been converted the the Mac OS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlCRGMSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/E0cHkGVFKls/s1600-h/new+adventures+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlCRGMSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/E0cHkGVFKls/s320/new+adventures+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203870231179554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just beautiful!? I do have to thank Kayla and Kelli for introducing me to my new favorite song--"You Don't See" by the Duhks.  Check that one out!  Thank heavens for sisters that keep this girl updated on new music!  I always come home with some new faves after visits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvPYzMkII/AAAAAAAAAFY/c8oS5VZrZWI/s1600-h/new+adventures+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvPYzMkII/AAAAAAAAAFY/c8oS5VZrZWI/s320/new+adventures+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202398811033730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning, Kelli and I made a quick excursion to the local library and stopped by the Teton Flood Museum next door.  It was a very interesting experience--I think I experienced nearly every emotion while at the flood.  Here we are next to a replica of the Teton Dam before the flood.  A new dam may be built in the future.  It is amazing that the dam stood for only 8 months!  There was a lot of opposition to the dam before it was built too.  How ironic (and very sad).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvPjhhDwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/45CJdgDARoY/s1600-h/new+adventures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvPjhhDwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/45CJdgDARoY/s320/new+adventures+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202401689669378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of the flood.  I think I forget that things like this can happen even in Idaho.  I found out later that my great-grandfather's house floated away during the flood.  I couldn't help but cry as I watched people lose everything they had.  We watched a very sobering video of the flood and really hope others get to see it too!  Kelli and I were so impressed with all the LDS church and Red Cross did to help with the flood.  Over 1 million volunteer man hours were provided within 8 days of the event!  People really came together.  My mom told me about how difficult it was to clean up the mess after the flood--a lot of service was definitely given at that time.  I am so proud to be a member of the LDS church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvP44BgMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NMAFs6WfNE0/s1600-h/new+adventures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvP44BgMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NMAFs6WfNE0/s320/new+adventures+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202407421214914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this little thing is pretty crazy!  The flowers are made parially of HUMAN HAIR.  They really must have used EVERYTHING back then! I was grossed out just enough to take a picture.  I know that I should be fascinated by this, but my germaphobic personality forbids me to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvQV8eFVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oIGiSEXhkxA/s1600-h/new+adventures+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvQV8eFVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oIGiSEXhkxA/s320/new+adventures+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202415224493394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of this ultra-thin cake pan from back-in-the-day because it reminds me that WE EAT TOO MUCH THESE DAYS!  Let's be honest, our portion sizes have gotten out of control.  Now, I am the first to dive into a gigantic cake--my family and friends know that I have no self-control in this area--but I am motivated to change.  I could certainly use this little cake pan these days to cut a few calories in those sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvQiT_0PI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MWTc0voffnA/s1600-h/new+adventures+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvQiT_0PI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MWTc0voffnA/s320/new+adventures+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202418544398578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Great-Grandma Grace!  We made a quick stop in to visit the most optimistic woman in the WORLD! I only saw her about once each year growing up, and I wish I had spent more time with her.  I am sure I can could learn a lot from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvqnP_i7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/afB87IEBFjo/s1600-h/new+adventures+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwvqnP_i7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/afB87IEBFjo/s320/new+adventures+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202866546379698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our newly-discovered desires to become domestic goddesses, Kelli and I kicked off the beginning of our crafty endeavors by creating a super-easy family tree.  Of course, a few things went wrong with my little tree, but I am just a beginner.  Just watch out for me in the future--I will be crafting and decorating like a pro!  Side note:  Kelli has a knack for craftiness, so I am very excited for our monthly projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjwvq3Gev-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zMBD19ME2J8/s1600-h/new+adventures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjwvq3Gev-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zMBD19ME2J8/s320/new+adventures+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349202870801448930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Lisa had her baby shower, and boy is she one of those super-cute pregnant girls.  She and Logan are going to have some BEAUTIFUL kids.  I am excited for her and can't wait to meet the new little girl someday soon!  Congrats, Lisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwLqr8LII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SgUQbx2-D7c/s1600-h/new+adventures+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwLqr8LII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SgUQbx2-D7c/s320/new+adventures+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203434404588674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dane's friend from Wendell (and one of the funniest people I know) brought his fiance up for a baby blessing and stayed at our place.  I LOVE to have guests over, especially now that we have a guest room, so this was a treat.  I met Rainee for the first time and just love her.  I hope to see a lot of her at Beorchia family functions.  Dallan is always invited to those--he is pretty much family.  (Note to all--you can definitely stay over here if you need somewhere to stay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwL_3g-eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y50sUsgS1sk/s1600-h/new+adventures+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwL_3g-eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y50sUsgS1sk/s320/new+adventures+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203440090282466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This cutie is my favorite girl ever.  She is saying "cheese" for the picture and is wearing my shoes.  I love visiting her house because she is so excited to see me.  I feel like the most popular girl ever when I am there!  I have to admit that I get exhausted from playing with her, and love that I get to be the "fun aunt" and head home when I am tired!  I hope I will be a fun mom someday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMBXjCFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/waNcdDcaG6I/s1600-h/new+adventures+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMBXjCFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/waNcdDcaG6I/s320/new+adventures+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203440493070418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the other favorite little girl, who was just blessed!  Isn't she sweet?!  I have to be careful when I am around her because I really want to have some babies around here! Someday soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMPoz0BI/AAAAAAAAAGo/M4S-GButeOQ/s1600-h/new+adventures+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMPoz0BI/AAAAAAAAAGo/M4S-GButeOQ/s320/new+adventures+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203444323569682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got back from the IACRAO Conference for Idaho college recruiters, admissions officers, and registrars.  It was a great few days!  One afternoon the ISU peeps visited Shoshone Falls with Brei and Jen, two super-cute recruiters from Boise Bible College.  It was BEAUTIFUL there!  Side note:  I have some of the best co-workers around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlXXIQhI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qpZVjwDHOlg/s1600-h/new+adventures+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlXXIQhI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qpZVjwDHOlg/s320/new+adventures+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203875893625362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are underneath another waterfall in Twin Falls.  This one was GORGEOUS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMYuFkzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tG_HcX-w7-0/s1600-h/new+adventures+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwMYuFkzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tG_HcX-w7-0/s320/new+adventures+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203446761624370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a pretty shy person, so not too many people get to see the crazy side of me.  The "real me" loves to goof off, dance around, and do some pretty silly things.  I guess I felt pretty comfortable with this group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlnLMSbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KxhZWEVm0Uw/s1600-h/new+adventures+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlnLMSbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KxhZWEVm0Uw/s320/new+adventures+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349203880138525106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture from a Snake River dinner boat tour we took for the conference.  We got to eat a wonderful meal on a fun little boat while floating around.  The food was great, but the company was better!  I sat with a member of the AACRAO professional organization and can't wait to get involved on a national level now.  She was quite a talented lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjww3tP3ozI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DYCyrxjeQYs/s1600-h/new+adventures+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjww3tP3ozI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DYCyrxjeQYs/s320/new+adventures+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349204191006401330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this amazing--this is in the Snake River.  I think it is called the "Blue Heart."  It is an area where a natural spring meets the river.  I thought you could only see water that color in tropical places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjww4OWUOKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dPB6E09g8_w/s1600-h/new+adventures+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sjww4OWUOKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dPB6E09g8_w/s320/new+adventures+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349204199891810466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Thousand Springs.  I love this place!  The boat trip was so much fun.  I really want to take Dane on it sometime!  It is pretty pricey, so it wouldn't happen often, but it might be really fun for an anniversary or something like that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums the last couple weeks up!  Hope everyone is having a great summer!  Right now I summer would be here forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6336260185490151109?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6336260185490151109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6336260185490151109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6336260185490151109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6336260185490151109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/06/warning-lots-of-pics-with-lots-of.html' title='WARNING:  Lots of Pics with Lots of Captions'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SjwwlVWjsDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-RDaw3ABN_8/s72-c/new+adventures+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-293690013829237366</id><published>2009-05-28T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:36:36.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE YOU, KAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nIPfPVfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vc8WDlvf6jI/s1600-h/Kayla%27s+Graduation+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nIPfPVfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vc8WDlvf6jI/s400/Kayla%27s+Graduation+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341030705634694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As of yesterday, the Sucher girl presence at Hillcrest High School has officially ended.  My youngest sister, Kayla, just graduated from Hillcrest last night!  I anticipated lots of emotion for our grand exit, but you know--I think we are all just glad for Kayla to move on to bigger and better things.  We know that high school is great, but college--well, college is much better!  And boy, is Kayla heading right off.  She starts school in like a week and a half! (I also think she is itching for some independence too--who isn't at that age?!) LOVE YOU, KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8oRZQ3lcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OcU5Vzbkut0/s1600-h/Kayla%27s+Graduation+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8oRZQ3lcI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OcU5Vzbkut0/s400/Kayla%27s+Graduation+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341031962389222850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dane and I thought we would play a little trick on Sis.  Kayla is one of the most genuine people ever, and she is very honest--even in times of gift-giving.  She does have a hard time faking, pretending that she loves a gift when she really hates it.  So, Dane and I got Kayla some terrible gift items at the dollar store, and Kayla tried to pretend she like the five items, but let's be honest--it was a bad gift.  I told her that the calculator pen was the big gift, and she just smiled!  Well, after she finished Dane and I told her that the real gift, some cash, was at the bottom of the bag.  That is way more appropriate for her graduation.  Dane and I had been waiting all day to see Kayla's reaction, and she was true to plan! LOVE YOU, KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of family came to support the graduate, so it was fun to have some bonding time.  I was especially to see Dad and Darlene up for the event.  We don't get to see them very often, so it is a special treat when we do.  They are great supports of this clan! The whole group was sure to make sure Kayla could hear us from the rafters.  We were quite the fan club tonight.  At high school graduation you just have to be loud to represent.  I don't think anyone missed Dad's "Way to go, Kay-Kay!" chant at the end of our roar.  It was cute--and I dare say a step up from the "Sugar Bear" chant at my graduation.  (Those are the little things you never forget and come to appreciate down the road!)  The louder you are, the better. That was my person mantra for the evening!   LOVE YOU, KAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nJsWXqQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zit1IEZ9dQs/s1600-h/Kayla%27s+Graduation+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nJsWXqQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zit1IEZ9dQs/s400/Kayla%27s+Graduation+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341030730561988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nIoUYEaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2Q4NUvDNCeI/s1600-h/Kayla%27s+Graduation+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nIoUYEaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2Q4NUvDNCeI/s400/Kayla%27s+Graduation+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341030712300016034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, here is the Sucher clan, together after the crazy evening. We are all growing up!  I can't believe it myself.  I thought to end I would give a short "Ode to Kayla" remark!  Kayla is one of the most fun-loving, true to heart girls around.  I graduated about six years ago and wondered if the two of us would ever really be close--with the age difference and all.  That girl is so mature for her age and so much fun to be around.  She is one of my very best friends! Kayla is going to accomplish some pretty amazing things, so you should all watch out for her!  LOVE YOU, KAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-293690013829237366?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/293690013829237366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=293690013829237366' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/293690013829237366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/293690013829237366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-you-kay.html' title='LOVE YOU, KAY!'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Sh8nIPfPVfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vc8WDlvf6jI/s72-c/Kayla%27s+Graduation+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-5640831591793928770</id><published>2009-05-26T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:12:11.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/ShyaZsWcnPI/AAAAAAAAADo/BKq9harQdck/s1600-h/reading+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/ShyaZsWcnPI/AAAAAAAAADo/BKq9harQdck/s400/reading+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340313024347282674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, summer is a great time for my job.  Less stress, less travel, and less hours!  It is beautiful to get to work just 40 hours!  Plus--I am finished with work at 4:00 and can squeeze in a workout before 5:00!  This extra time equates to more reading time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love most about summer is getting to read a bit more.  I am a bit of a bookworm--actually, I think that runs in the family.  (These pictures come from a small part of our Easter festivities--reading break!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/ShyaOddCqeI/AAAAAAAAADg/MgVzTpmblmE/s1600-h/reading+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/ShyaOddCqeI/AAAAAAAAADg/MgVzTpmblmE/s400/reading+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340312831369849314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, I set a silly little goal of reading 25 books this summer.  I know, it isn't super ambitious for many of you, but it will do for me.  I have a lot of plans for this summer, and reading is only one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished book #1 of the summer--it only took a couple hours to read, so it was a great kick-off book!  I read the third "Wimpy Kid" book:  "The Final Straw."  It wasn't the most difficult read of my life, but it was always good for a laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I can totally relate to these books.  I am not in middle school anymore thankfully, but I do relive those days a bit when I read the book.  I have experienced a ton of those situations before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who also enjoy reading, feel free to send me book ideas. I am always game for a good read!  Happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-5640831591793928770?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/5640831591793928770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=5640831591793928770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5640831591793928770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/5640831591793928770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-of-reading.html' title='Summer of Reading'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/ShyaZsWcnPI/AAAAAAAAADo/BKq9harQdck/s72-c/reading+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7403332868562667995</id><published>2009-05-22T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:57:55.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good giveaway, people (but I am not putting it on)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so my friend Jessica is doing a giveaway on her blog.  I am generally not one to sign up for giveaways on blogs, but I figured, "What the hay, these are some cute earrings.  Plus--Dane really likes it when I wear earrings, so I could use another pair."  You guys--I rarely win anything, and I am really rooting for this one.  I think I can get it! So, I generally don't post about things like this on my blog, but I will get an extra entry in there if I post about the giveaway.  What do I have to lose?!  I am "secreting" this giveaway (for those of you who know about "The Secret"), and I have some pretty good feeling about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, go and check out the giveaway.  It is a good one.  Also, Jess has a super-cute blog.  She is a witty gal!  You will probably want to keep reading her blog for some good recipes, laughs, and great book recommendations.  I know that if you enter the giveaway, I will have less of a chance of getting the prize.  Do it anyway!  I promise I won't be offended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you might want to know what blog it is--A Few Good Thing.  Just give it a quick click!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all doing well in "Blog Land!"  Have a great Memorial Day weekend.  I know I sure will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7403332868562667995?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7403332868562667995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7403332868562667995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7403332868562667995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7403332868562667995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-giveaway-people-but-i-am-not.html' title='good giveaway, people (but I am not putting it on)'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3966577756418836586</id><published>2009-04-26T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:16:58.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minority</title><content type='html'>I realize that I am a member of many majorities in Southeast Idaho--I am LDS, and I am Caucasian.  Because of this, I can't always relate, understand, or empathize with some other groups.  I have friends from all backgrounds and am incredibly grateful for them.  We have so much in common and have a great time together.  However, we all know that some of our friends face more barriers--negative stereotypes, lack of support from others, and even just being misunderstood by others.  I really don't think I will ever understand some of the struggles and barriers they face.  I appreciate and recognize how easy my life is.  I also appreciate how beautiful the lives of my friends really are!  They are my heroes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December my co-worker Guillermo told me about the Hispanic Youth Symposium.  I fell in love and wanted to participate from the moment I heard about the program.  Well, months flew by, and I actually just arrived home from the conference a few hours ago.  (I am exhausted after about 3.5 hours of sleep and refuse to do anything that requires lots of energy tonight, so I chose to blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures later this week, but I have to say that I had a life-changing experience.  I fell in love with the culture, the music, the language, and the people!  I plan to attend next year's symposium and WILL speak some decent Spanish by then.  Just wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, for one of the very first times, a minority.  I felt at times like a bit of an outsider--I didn't understand some jokes, couldn't master some of those dance moves, and couldn't truly relate to experiences people shared.  I felt a bit left out--however, I was surrounded by about 400 extremely loving people.  I was accepted and included every step of the way.  I may not completely fit in--but I felt like I really did.  I was part of their familia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we all include others a bit more, share a bit more, forget differences a bit more, teach others a bit more?  I hope to remember those who may feel out of place, who may not feel included.  We really are all one big familia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, se puede!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3966577756418836586?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3966577756418836586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3966577756418836586' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3966577756418836586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3966577756418836586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/04/minority.html' title='Minority'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-369010271686031335</id><published>2009-04-21T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:07:15.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Stress Relief</title><content type='html'>I won't lie--life around here has been a bit stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane has been so busy with working 40 hours a week, group projects, and the upcoming "Finals Week." (I think that week deserves to be capitalized, simply because of the stress and emotion that even thinking of that week evokes!)   I can't tell you how grateful I am not to have finals week right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been crazy, with layoffs, budget cuts, and complete departmental changes in my office.  I generally feel optimistic, but so many negative things have happened to my group!  I can't help but feel protective and supportive, but I hate being around so much negative energy!  I want to stand up for the people around me, but I don't want to be so negative while doing so! Today I spent a lot of time listening to complaints, and I even gave in and participated.  I love my job and feel like the stress helps me to work harder and better.   There has been a lot of negative stress these past few days, however.  I had a productive workday, but the negative energy around me was a bit challenging.  I am trying so hard to be positive for the long-haul, and I am a bit disappointed that I gave in these last few days and complained so much. Tomorrow I will be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Se5fCIZdvYI/AAAAAAAAADY/75rWEqb0gvQ/s1600-h/wimpykid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Se5fCIZdvYI/AAAAAAAAADY/75rWEqb0gvQ/s400/wimpykid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327299899444542850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the next few days, I am going to post about some of my stress-relievers. (Maybe I won't feel quite as stressed out as a result!) I think tonight I will just do some chores and relax---oh, and finish my new favorite book--today's true stress-reliever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please don't judge me about this book choice.  I am an avid reader and appreciate most genres and styles of fiction.  Yesterday I purchased "Diary of a Wimpy  Kid" by Jeff Kinney.  (I have a new goal of obtaining at least one book per month to support my dream of a beautiful and full library.)  I can't tell you how much I LOVE these books!  Thanks, Kelli and Kayla! I hope I don't annoy Dane too much with all of my laughter while reading.  I laugh so hard that I cry when I read these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not telling everyone to run out and buy this particular book--I think it is written for a middle school-aged audience!  Some of you, understandably, may not enjoy such books. Right now it is just doing its trick--relieving some stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I finally put my pictures onto this computer, here is a picture of the book! (I got the picture from http://pgteenspace.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/wimpykid.jpg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I think there is a movie based on the books coming out this summer.  I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-369010271686031335?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/369010271686031335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=369010271686031335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/369010271686031335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/369010271686031335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-stress-relief.html' title='Some Stress Relief'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Se5fCIZdvYI/AAAAAAAAADY/75rWEqb0gvQ/s72-c/wimpykid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6724615121681292705</id><published>2009-04-15T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:59:52.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Timer</title><content type='html'>So, for the first time, I am really getting into American Idol.  In the past I wondered what this silly craze was about, but I am now hooked.  Doesn't it always seem to work that way?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I really only made it to the end of the initial auditions--you know, where only really good singers and the really awkward moments are shown.  I felt terrible for some of the people who were only shown to make people laugh.  Those poor peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Simon can be pretty brutal sometimes, but I have to admit I like his honestly.  I love people who have the ability to say what they truly think and feel.  Now, I do believe that we have to watch this instinct at times to protect ourselves and others.  Sometimes we say just a little too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the show--I am going out on a limb here to predict the final two.  Does anyone agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first pick is Adam Lambert--he is definitely a shoe-in.  I had kinda liked the Gary Joules version of "Mad World" before last week, but I fell in love with the song when Adam sang it.  Whew!  I had goose-bumps at the end of that show! One last thing--his hair is fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Scott/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Seap3aMyYwI/AAAAAAAAADA/KCDT2dpvf-E/s1600-h/right+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Seap3aMyYwI/AAAAAAAAADA/KCDT2dpvf-E/s400/right+one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325130378803045122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect others to agree with my second choice, but I have to stay true!  I just love Allison. She has a unique voice and beautiful look.  Now, if you know me, I am a pretty plain person--but I have always secretly dreamed of having crazy, standout looks.  I applaud people that set themselves apart...in positive attitude, dress, hair color, personality, etc!  Go, Allison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SeasIdvSCRI/AAAAAAAAADI/Fqnxj-13Tjo/s1600-h/allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SeasIdvSCRI/AAAAAAAAADI/Fqnxj-13Tjo/s400/allison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325132870834063634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick note:  I got the pictures from americanidol.com (I am a college graduate who reveres and yet fears plagiarism laws!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Scott/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6724615121681292705?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6724615121681292705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6724615121681292705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6724615121681292705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6724615121681292705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-timer.html' title='First Timer'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/Seap3aMyYwI/AAAAAAAAADA/KCDT2dpvf-E/s72-c/right+one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-3024501901788745658</id><published>2009-03-30T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:18:29.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nie Nie</title><content type='html'>If you find something good, shouldn't you share it with others?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read, listen to, and watch things that make me want to be a better person.  I always want to improve, to be just a little bit better.  Well, a couple of weeks ago I ran into something that fills just that purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SdF81H25lVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Mq_vsH6urDU/s1600-h/steph.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SdF81H25lVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Mq_vsH6urDU/s400/steph.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319169886985491794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am sure that many of you have already discovered this little blog.  Well, it is a very, very popular blog.  Those who have read "The Nie Nie Dialogues" surely agree with me that Stephanie Nielson is one fantastic woman--an inspiring person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how excited I am to be a mom someday after reading the blog.  She does the most beautiful things with her children!  I especially loved reading about the time she wrote phrases like "God loves you" and "You are beautiful" on pieces of paper her children had decorated.  Together, Stephanie and her children placed the phrases all over the town for people to find.  What a wonderful way to teach your children, wouldn't you agree?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read any of the blog before, please take a few minutes to read.  There are real-life heroes around us, and I really believe she is one! She exemplifies motherhood and a love for life.  I think she is a very refreshing person to learn a bit from!  Let me know what you think, if you haven't read it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-3024501901788745658?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/3024501901788745658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=3024501901788745658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3024501901788745658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/3024501901788745658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/03/nie-nie.html' title='Nie Nie'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SdF81H25lVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Mq_vsH6urDU/s72-c/steph.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-4716366684841443003</id><published>2009-02-02T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:11:24.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"this is intense"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SYeKJOS6WqI/AAAAAAAAACY/PGmPsxu8KmE/s1600-h/p90x_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SYeKJOS6WqI/AAAAAAAAACY/PGmPsxu8KmE/s320/p90x_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355377685551778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months and months of watching the informational (featuring all those amazing transformations), I got P90X for Christmas.  I have done some of the workouts over the last few weeks and have finally decided to "officially" start the program.  I have to admit that some of the workouts are pretty intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first workout proved to be pretty crazy.  I did well over a hundred push-ups and pull-ups, and boy, did my arms, back, and chest feel it for the next several days.  I couldn't even fully extend my arms for four days after the workout!  I know, I am pretty out-of-shape.  But really, these workouts are pretty intense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I am "officially" starting the program.  (I have kind-of started the program like three times now, so I need a real start.)  Sometime announcing a resolution to others helps you stay motivated and strong.  So, for the next 3 months I will be the P90X Queen!  I am really excited to finally, truly get started.   Here's to health!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-4716366684841443003?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/4716366684841443003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=4716366684841443003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4716366684841443003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/4716366684841443003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-intense.html' title='&quot;this is intense&quot;'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SYeKJOS6WqI/AAAAAAAAACY/PGmPsxu8KmE/s72-c/p90x_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1320108067069310934</id><published>2008-12-17T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:01:44.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Good Memories"</title><content type='html'>Today Dane and I received $50 from my GRANDma Sucher.  On the card was a little note about "having fun" and "making good memories for the future."  I certainly don't believe that you have to have money to have fun, but I am really excited to use that money for some unique, fun, memorable experience!  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Dane and I have been having a lot of fun lately.  However, my poor laptop has died (and I am hoping that it will come back to life again soon).  My office computer and work laptop have no way of getting pictures from my camera, which I think is very strange.  So, I haven't posted any pictures to this little blog (and I think pictures make blogs fun).  Anyway, here are some fun happenings from our last month or so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We watched Hillcrest win their first state championship in football.  It was amazing to see a team that was 0-23 take the state championship.  Dane was quite the football player in high school, and during the game he educated me all about Hillcrest's Double-Wing Offense.  I am becoming quite the football guru!  Thank you, Dane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dane saved up quite a while for our crazy huge flat screen tv.  I didn't truly appreciate Dane's purchase until college football Saturdays occured at the house.  We have loved having friends over to watch the games.  We watch a lot of sports at our home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  We cooked our first turkey dinner.  Dane and I had ham on Thanksgiving, which was yummy but left me a bit unsatisfied.  For managing, we received a turkey from the apartment owners.  So, Dane and I had Kade and Brei over for our Sunday Turkey Day Feast.  Dane and I made the turkey and dressing, while Brei prepared the mashed potatoes and gravy.  We had peach pie for dessert.  It was fun for all of us...our first time preparing our own dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  As silly as this was, Dane and I loved Christmas shopping this year.  We really think that we got the most perfect gifts for our family members.  It has been fun to read Christmas stories together, decorate our home together, and go Christmas shopping together.  We are so ready for the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope everyone else is having a great time, making great memories.  I even think that we can make great memories every day.  I stayed a little late and work today and had a blast just talking to two of my co-workers.  They are fabulous people.  I really want to be sure I take advantage of those memory-making opportunities, as small as they may be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays!  Have a beautiful Christmas season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1320108067069310934?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1320108067069310934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1320108067069310934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1320108067069310934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1320108067069310934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-memories.html' title='&quot;Good Memories&quot;'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-1138275985846037602</id><published>2008-12-01T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:58:55.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thanksgiving Challenge</title><content type='html'>I have to write a quick post about the "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanksgiving Challenge&lt;/span&gt;" because I think it is such a great idea!  It is pretty simple--write a list of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1,000 &lt;/span&gt;things you are grateful for (400 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; and 600 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;).  Our cousin Mykel told me about the idea, and I agreed because it sounded so simple.  I will admit that it was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; simple&lt;/span&gt;, but it takes a lot of time to think of 1,000 things.  Needless to say, I am so grateful for the time spent completing the challenge.  I think I will do this every year from now on.  It helped me get into the "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spirit of gratitude&lt;/span&gt;" that should accompany Thanksgiving!  I challenge everyone to do this for next year's Thanksgiving or even before, if you want something to think about in the next few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; idea, Beorchia fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-1138275985846037602?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/1138275985846037602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=1138275985846037602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1138275985846037602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/1138275985846037602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-challenge.html' title='The Thanksgiving Challenge'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7148331762235071862</id><published>2008-11-20T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:59:23.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLYP_M_EuSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLYP_M_EuSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLYP_M_EuSM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLYP_M_EuSM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, yesterday I discovered a tv channel called Palladia&lt;span &gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;I caught a bit of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.A.R.&lt;/span&gt; concert from Madison Square Garden and found a new song that I love.  I decided to post it for others to see.  The song is called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Untitled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  I had to record the song on the tv, so now I play it a lot. I hope I don't play it too often, to the point where I get really sick of it!  Dane really likes the song too.  The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saxaphone&lt;/span&gt; is our favorite part.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7148331762235071862?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7148331762235071862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7148331762235071862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7148331762235071862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7148331762235071862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2008/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-7251160960730865409</id><published>2008-11-11T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:16:32.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of My Interests</title><content type='html'>Okay, so ISU has become one of my interests.  It feels like it is MY own little university, as cheesy as that sounds.  I am proud of the education I received from ISU.  I LOVE the people here. I am just proud to be an ISU grad!  Maybe it is the recruiter in me, but I just heard about this video today and had to post it.  (I recruit for ISU as a job!  It is a lot of fun.) I want to share this video with other proud ISU alumni! I was so excited to see a video of my ISU online!  (I really know that ISU isn't MY school, but I just really love it here!)  I get chills when I think about the good things that are happening on our campus right now.  I look forward to our future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now know that there is much, much more to my life than ISU. (I don't want anyone to think that I live, eat, breathe, and sleep ISU.)  I am just very appreciative of the time I have spent here, the people I have met here, and the things I have learned here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further adieu, here is the link for Idaho State's video!  Go Bengals!&lt;a href="http://youniversitytv.com/beta/index.php"&gt;http://youniversitytv.com/beta/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-7251160960730865409?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/7251160960730865409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=7251160960730865409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7251160960730865409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/7251160960730865409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-my-interests.html' title='One of My Interests'/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451900527536648080.post-6828002782380250166</id><published>2008-10-30T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:09:38.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just tagged!  I will admit that I don't have the most original responses, but it is still fun to think about these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I plan to do before I die…&lt;br /&gt;1.      Have a GIGANTIC library in my house!  (We have been collecting books, and they are so great to have around...until you have to move!)&lt;br /&gt;2.      Get a Master's Degree  ( I really want to get a PhD, but I do want children in the near future.)&lt;br /&gt;3.      Go to Italy and Germany&lt;br /&gt;4.      Go to a play on Broadway (Ideally, I would see Wicked!)5.      Develop some new skills and talents (I have a few right now....sewing, scrapbooking, playin&lt;br /&gt;g the guitar, baking cakes, golfing, photography, snowboarding, quilting, interior desing, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;6.      Become the "hang out" home. (Dane and I want our home to be the cool place for our kids and their friends to spend time.  This may require that I develop some baking skills.  I hope to make cookies like Cody's mom!)&lt;br /&gt;7.      Become a fabulous wife, mom, grandma, sister, daughter, granddaughter (Families are the best!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I can do…&lt;br /&gt;1.      Multi-task&lt;br /&gt;2.      Learn and read (I LOVE school and learning!)&lt;br /&gt;3.      Have a great time with Dane&lt;br /&gt;4.      Rest!! (Not the best quality!)&lt;br /&gt;5.      Play the organ (Something I will probably do until I am 90!)&lt;br /&gt;6.      Care about others&lt;br /&gt;7.      Smile a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I cannot do…&lt;br /&gt;1.      Find where I am going (I am the worst with directions...I still get lost in IF and Pocatello!  Thank heavens for Google Maps and GPS!)&lt;br /&gt;2.      Watch scary movies (And that's about all that I can find on tv this week!)&lt;br /&gt;3.      Sew (I still wonder how I got an A in my fabrics class!)&lt;br /&gt;4.      Keep a bag of chocolate or candy in the house for more than a day without it getting eaten. (I will generally consume an entire bag of chocolate within 24 hours—I have very little self-control when it comes to sweets!)&lt;br /&gt;5.      Play a game without feeling competitive.&lt;br /&gt;6.      Touch door handles in public restrooms&lt;br /&gt;7.      Fake anything around Dane (He reads me very well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things That Attracts Me To Dane…&lt;br /&gt;1.      He has a great sense of humor and is very witty (He can always make me laugh)&lt;br /&gt;2.      He is athletic (Dane called me a jersey-chaser at one point.  How sad!)&lt;br /&gt; 3.      He is so supportive&lt;br /&gt;4.      He is the most genuine person I know&lt;br /&gt;5.      He is very giving to others and is always serving his friends and family&lt;br /&gt;6.      He is definitely attractive&lt;br /&gt;7.      He is great with kids (The other day our niece ran right past me into his arms.  She loves him!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I say most often…&lt;br /&gt;1.      Holy Nedskies!  (Also—many phrases generally used by the older populations)&lt;br /&gt;2.      What a day!&lt;br /&gt;3.      Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;4.      I can find out for you.&lt;br /&gt;5.      You won’t believe what I dreamed about last night!  (Dane hates listening to my wacky dreams, but he continues to do so nonetheless) &lt;br /&gt;6.      What do you want to do? (I am very indecisive)&lt;br /&gt;7.      “I am going to change the world!” or “I have this new goal…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite Celebs&lt;br /&gt;1.      Steve Carrell (I LOVE “The Office” and “Dan in Real Life”)&lt;br /&gt;2.      Russell Crowe &lt;br /&gt;3.      Taylor Swift (So great in concert and just a nice girl)&lt;br /&gt;4.      Ken Jennings, the amazing Jeopardy guy (and a personal hero of mine!)&lt;br /&gt;5.      Jack Black&lt;br /&gt;6.      Kate Hudson (She has perfect curly hair)&lt;br /&gt;7.      Dane (I really don’t have favorite celebrities, and Kade told me that Dane was a local celebrity…hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;1.      Ice Cream (My very favorite)&lt;br /&gt;2.      Mexican Food&lt;br /&gt;3.      Italian Food&lt;br /&gt;4.      Pizza&lt;br /&gt;5.      Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;6.       Cereal&lt;br /&gt;7.      Spaghetti Soup (A Sucher family staple food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 People who should do this (You’re tagged)&lt;br /&gt;1.         Heather&lt;br /&gt;2.         Kelli&lt;br /&gt;3.         Shanna&lt;br /&gt;4.         Becky&lt;br /&gt;5.         Lisa&lt;br /&gt;6.         The Beorchia Clan&lt;br /&gt;7.         Missy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451900527536648080-6828002782380250166?l=daneandkasi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/feeds/6828002782380250166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451900527536648080&amp;postID=6828002782380250166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6828002782380250166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451900527536648080/posts/default/6828002782380250166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daneandkasi.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-just-tagged-i-will-admit-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kasi Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776492263377382016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oF6t-hjfXM/SrGCawfaPzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/smxWrdwYDB4/S220/new+adventures+015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
