<?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-4992425751856487014</id><updated>2011-10-10T15:46:20.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-7208995248274149501</id><published>2009-01-04T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:38:23.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really do have a heart.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SWD_IjLcstI/AAAAAAAAADo/ih9AqtUlHCc/s1600-h/Marley+and+Me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287506484880257746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SWD_IjLcstI/AAAAAAAAADo/ih9AqtUlHCc/s320/Marley+and+Me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So it finally happened.... I really do have a heart and I feel like a real girl now. I can honestly say that up until New Years day this year I have never cried in a movie. Get your jaws off the floor.... it is true, I have never cried in Titanic, A Walk to Remember, or the Notebook.... none. But just to clear something up, it is not like I dont feel touched by those movies, because I do, I get chills and feel sad, but it has never brought me to tears. Well when my family went to see Marley and Me this last week this movie was so sad. It brought me to tears because I could relate with them, and I knew what they were going thru. I think the reason I have never cried before it that I have never been dignosed with cancer and met the love of my life and had to try to live my life to the fullest. I guess in general I have never been torn away from the love of my life and so I cant really relate to any of those movies. Marley and me on the other hand, I have had two different dogs that my family has loved to death, (well my family loved one, I personally loved both), but I have lived the stuggles of owning a dog and how there are times that you are so frustrated with them, but you love them so much that you would never get rid of them. So therefore at the end I have lived that exact situation.. I wont ruin it for those who havent seen it, But I could totally relate and so I relived those feelings I felt when I went thru it. All in all it was such a good movie, it makes me want a dog even more than I already do, but someday when I have my own house I can get one, until then, I will just have to watch Marley and Me, but not the last 1/2 hour.... I dont want to cry anymore, I have to keep my tough image.&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/4992425751856487014-7208995248274149501?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/7208995248274149501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=7208995248274149501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/7208995248274149501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/7208995248274149501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-do-have-heart.html' title='I really do have a heart.....'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SWD_IjLcstI/AAAAAAAAADo/ih9AqtUlHCc/s72-c/Marley+and+Me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-7715227450741334336</id><published>2009-01-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:55:25.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009... Here I come!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SV2oAVozQ9I/AAAAAAAAADg/ICeQt9pTRtA/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286566261364573138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SV2oAVozQ9I/AAAAAAAAADg/ICeQt9pTRtA/s320/Happy+New+Year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am so excited for 2009. I feel like it is going to be a great year, and I am excited to feel like I can start fresh... out with the old... in with the new!!! So therefore.... of course every year I like to think back on the year before and evaluate what I want to do different this year..... new years resolutions here I come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. To be more one time... I have a really bad habit of being late to everywhere I go. My family makes fun of me and says that I just like to make an entrance, but really that is not true. I think I have a problem with estimating how long it truly takes me to get ready, I like to think of my self as being pretty quick at getting ready, but I am beginning to think that is not true.... and since I am not willing to get ready less... I will have to plan more time.... which means less sleep... but hopefully I can lose the reputation of always being the late one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. To get in shape... I know this is the typical new years resolution that you hear from everyone, but the time has come to get serious. I have had some real eye openers this last year that has taught me that being fit is more than just having a nice butt in a pair of jeans... even though that is a nice plus. I have seem many people struggle this year with health problems that could have been easily avoided by maintaining a healthy weight and staying active. As I see people age, it is just shows me how important being healthy really is. So this is the year for me to get my body in shape and to become a healthy girl!!! You will be seeing a lot less of me this year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Be more faithful as attending my church meetings... Ok I admit I have been a major slacker this year at going to church regularly. I just seem to always find an excuse to miss church on Sundays... it doesnt help that my church was at 8:45 and I love sleeping. This year is the year for me to recommit myself to living the gospel more fully. I can honestly say that there has never been a time that I have gone to church and then after thought... I really wish I would have stayed in bed instead of going to church, but I know I have regretted not going to church. I love the feeling of a really spiritual meeting, nothing is better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Get out of debt and establish a good savings account... I can say that 2008 has been a good year for me in improving this area of my life, but that there is always room for more improvement. This year I want to keep growing my savings account and to become more financially stable. Now is the time in my life when I am minimal bills and I should take total advantage of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Be cleaner... I am not very good at keeping my spaces clean... such as my room, my car and my office. For some reason I think that because it is mine that it is ok for it to be messy because I still know where everything is, but I have noticed that I find myself feeling embarassed and apologizing many times for my messes. My life would be so much easier if I was more tidy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Get rid of this crazy eczema on my fingers... It is the weirdest thing but this last summer I developed this really bad rash on my fingers and they became really dry and got huge cracks in them. I have no idea what started it, I have never seen it before in my life, but I am having a really hard time getting rid of it. The dermatologist told me that it was really severe eczema and gave me some steroid cream to put on it, well that was working for a while, but it never completely solved the problem. Well now I have it more in control than it has ever been with only one crack, but I hope to fight this and have it gone once and for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Take tennis lessons... For many years I have wanted to take tennis lessons. I have no idea what my facination is with learning how to play, but I have talked about taking lessons for many years. Well now that I have moved my gym membership to the Ogden Athletic Club, I am finally going to take lessons. Im not the most coordinated person, and I am sure my instructor will have many laughs watching me try to play, but I am excited to spend some time out on the courts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well I think that is all I will try to do this year, I dont want to overwhelm myself to much and then not be able to achieve all I want to do. I hope that 2009 is ready.... because here I come!!!&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/4992425751856487014-7715227450741334336?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/7715227450741334336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=7715227450741334336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/7715227450741334336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/7715227450741334336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-here-i-come.html' title='2009... Here I come!!!'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SV2oAVozQ9I/AAAAAAAAADg/ICeQt9pTRtA/s72-c/Happy+New+Year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-5938831129362627666</id><published>2008-11-18T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:49:33.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It really happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNDvDCQCxI/AAAAAAAAADI/-1WnGg-_GEY/s1600-h/Bronson+Military+Pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270130464501271314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNDvDCQCxI/AAAAAAAAADI/-1WnGg-_GEY/s320/Bronson+Military+Pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I always knew that Bronson was really going to boot camp and that he joined the military, but it never really hit me. We took him down to Salt Lake yesterday so he could stay down there over night and he left this morning to Missouri. It is so weird to think that he is gone. It was a very emotional experience for me. I am really going to miss him. But he gets to come back at Christmas so that is exciting!!!! It has only been less than 24 hours and I already cant wait to see him. I have gone days with out seeing him at home and it was fine, but just knowing he is out there all alone makes me really miss him. He is the best kid, dont get me wrong he has his bad times, and we would fight, but he also is one of the nicest guys I know. I never had any sisters, but I have felt very fortunate to have two great brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270131123508243426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNEVaBwa-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/HEaxm61tCAo/s320/The+Kids+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270132468932024050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNFjuHyFvI/AAAAAAAAADY/UkLNq55tWFw/s320/The+Kids+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the car on the way to Salt Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992425751856487014-5938831129362627666?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/5938831129362627666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=5938831129362627666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/5938831129362627666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/5938831129362627666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-really-happened.html' title='It really happened'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNDvDCQCxI/AAAAAAAAADI/-1WnGg-_GEY/s72-c/Bronson+Military+Pic' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-1624800538064757783</id><published>2008-11-18T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:29:09.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy But Fun Weekend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM5IFKmSdI/AAAAAAAAACY/0lyzNZw7rHI/s1600-h/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270118799941978578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM5IFKmSdI/AAAAAAAAACY/0lyzNZw7rHI/s320/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So this last weekend was busy but lots of fun. It all started Friday I only worked half a day at work because my friend Rosy invited me to go with her and the girls from her work to Disney on Ice. I had not been there in such a long time, I know I went as a kid, but I dont really remember it. It was really fun, and the girls from her work were so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270116826991124466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM3VPWdX_I/AAAAAAAAACI/pHpTvGPpmN8/s320/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270117735573305298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM4KIFVN9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/a_pacMnExTQ/s320/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All the Princesses with their Princes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then after that was over at my house we were having a going away party for my little brother who has joined the military and was leaving for boot camp Monday. It was really good to see my exteneded family and friends that we dont get to see very much. We had a really good turn out, so that is always nice to know that he is so supported. He is such a cute kid, I am going to really miss him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270122842624198514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM8zZVJh3I/AAAAAAAAACg/3fqidDcZinQ/s320/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I know you probably thought I was done... But then Saturday came and I went to the New Kids On The Block Concert. I think I was a little to young for them, because I didnt really know any of their songs other than their newer ones, but it still was a way fun concert. It was extremely cheesy, and the dancing was really corny, but it was so fun. There were so many 35 year old ladies living their dream from when they were 12. It was really interesting to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270124578750977554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM-Yc6B1hI/AAAAAAAAACo/SObP1Wzjmzk/s320/NKOTB+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270125608761498498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM_UZ_rG4I/AAAAAAAAACw/_hthzrfTd9M/s320/NKOTB+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lady GaGa and Natasha Beddingfield Opened for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270126526951016370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNAJ2hHR7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bIOs4oW7i30/s320/NKOTB+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Dramatic Opening....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270127272901178322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSNA1RZfc9I/AAAAAAAAADA/v9_0PlaC1NI/s320/NKOTB+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bruce didnt like the concert very much, which is totally expected, he didnt know how he got roped into going in the first place, and I liked it because it was really fun dancing and being crazy, and of course Jarad liked it too. So all in all it was a really fun weekend.&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/4992425751856487014-1624800538064757783?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/1624800538064757783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=1624800538064757783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/1624800538064757783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/1624800538064757783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-but-fun-weekend.html' title='Crazy But Fun Weekend....'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SSM5IFKmSdI/AAAAAAAAACY/0lyzNZw7rHI/s72-c/Disney+on+Ice+and+Bronson+Party+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-6900070091780084271</id><published>2008-11-04T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:36:26.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So i know this post is super late, but as you can tell I am not really very good at updating my blog, but I just thought I should post some pics from Halloween. My friend Rosy and a party and it was a very fun....Dont laugh to hard at my bangs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264949057454450322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDbRdoZppI/AAAAAAAAABw/C3c8_o9LdrI/s320/Halloween+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me And My Favorite Little Bubble Bee Rosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264949512937044530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDbr-b6ejI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hptWFIrPBbU/s320/Halloween+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me the 80's aerobic girl, Jarad the banana, and Bruce the military man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264949842938135042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDb_LyTggI/AAAAAAAAACA/G7hkxhykuPE/s320/Halloween+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Foxy Cleopatra, Rosy, me and Alyssa, all the girls that were there at first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992425751856487014-6900070091780084271?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6900070091780084271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=6900070091780084271' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/6900070091780084271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/6900070091780084271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween....'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDbRdoZppI/AAAAAAAAABw/C3c8_o9LdrI/s72-c/Halloween+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-965805718918438988</id><published>2008-11-04T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:28:18.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys In My Life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDaFO5F6kI/AAAAAAAAABo/LBGcriDo25w/s1600-h/Brody+and+Maddox+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264947747827870274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDaFO5F6kI/AAAAAAAAABo/LBGcriDo25w/s320/Brody+and+Maddox+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDZAQXWp0I/AAAAAAAAABg/po69smAclD8/s1600-h/Brody+and+Maddox+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264946562812258114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDZAQXWp0I/AAAAAAAAABg/po69smAclD8/s320/Brody+and+Maddox+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As many of you know I have the privledge of watching these little boys every Tuesday and sometimes other nights during the week, and can I just say I dont think I could love two little boys more. They are absolutely adorable. They are the funniest kids I have ever met. I know most of you get to hear their little stories of the silly things they do and say, but I just cant help talking about them. They make me so happy. When I am not able to see them for more than a week I go crazy and miss them like crazy. So I just wanted to do a little post about the darling boys in my life. Maddox and Brody... love you boys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992425751856487014-965805718918438988?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/965805718918438988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=965805718918438988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/965805718918438988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/965805718918438988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/11/boys-in-my-life.html' title='The Boys In My Life....'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SRDaFO5F6kI/AAAAAAAAABo/LBGcriDo25w/s72-c/Brody+and+Maddox+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-6665041720499117632</id><published>2008-10-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:16:52.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm It....8 Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="2523599649703996928"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; TV Shows I watch.... No laughing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. The Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Lipstick Jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Paris Hiltons My New BFF... I said no laughing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Americas Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. The Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. The Tyra Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. The Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. The Bachelor... when it starts again!!! So excited for Jason!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Favorite Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Cafe Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Tona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Melting Pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Cheesecake Factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Icheban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6.Red Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Taiphoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8.California Pizza Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things That Happened Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Worked All Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Studied for Nutrition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Took My Nutrition Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Went Tanning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Play Settlers Of Catan With My Family... and won!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Went To Dinner With My Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Met Cody At Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. Went On A Drive With Cody and Meag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things I'm Looking Forward To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. PARKER COMING HOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Holidays With The Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. School To Be Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Getting In Shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Nannying My Favorite Little Boys Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Halloween Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. This Months Upcoming Concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things On My Wish List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. New Red Nanocramatic iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Get My Lazy Butt To The Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Get Out Of Debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. That Bronson Really Likes The Military&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. My Grandpas Health Keeps Improving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. To Always Be Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Finish School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. My Family To Always Stay Close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. My Blankie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Rockband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Going Fishing With My Grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Going 4 Wheeling With My Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Naps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Going On Drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. Cuddling Up And Watching A Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things I Can't Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Fighting And Contention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Getting Pulled Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Being Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Catty Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Mayonaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Being Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;7.Folding My Laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;8. Being Cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I tag whoever wants to do this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992425751856487014-6665041720499117632?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/6665041720499117632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=6665041720499117632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/6665041720499117632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/6665041720499117632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-im-it8-things.html' title='Tag I&apos;m It....8 Things...'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992425751856487014.post-2221882131843667609</id><published>2008-10-09T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:31:45.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Total Woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO6D4Sw726I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JzkqFk8vva4/s1600-h/Paulette.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So as most people know, I am quite girly. Really can you blame me? What girl deep down inside really doesnt want to be a princess? I know I do!!! So over the years I am very observant of the female gender and some might say I am a harsh judge, but really I just have high expectations for girls. Anyways.... over the years I have not found a better example of the perfect woman other than the one and only.... Elle Woods. Now before you start your snickering, let me give you very good examples of what I mean.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255268236996690578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO52njGUwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASHxD-gUgLE/s320/Elle+Woods.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First off the confidence Elle radiates is like no other. She is able to wear anything and look great in it. I mean really who else do you know could pull off a pink leather suit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255271697472052050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO55w-X8W1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2VEj6h2guHE/s320/Warner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is not afraid to go after what she wants. As you will remember Warner Huntington III. He was the love of her life. He left her because he thought she was just a blonde bimbo, and so she decided she was willing to do whatever to get him back. She did all she had to to be excepted into Harvard Law School, which obviously couldnt be to easy. She was willing to do what she needed to to prove to him she was more than just a pretty face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255275098548677218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO5828XzKmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TtYYb9oGRgQ/s320/Calahan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is true to herself. She figured that since she was going to Harvard Law School she was going to be the best student she could be. So naturally she wanted to be in the select few that got to be one of Calahans interns. Well when Calahan started hitting on her she decided that is not who she was and that she was not going to put out to get herself good grades she left the internship to many peoples surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255274680614206882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO58encdPaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9sr8xn3W-UY/s320/Brooke.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She is true to others. She was asked to handle the Brooke Windom Case and she had inside information about Brooke, but was sworn to secrecy and vowed she would not share what she knew. She held true to that and found other ways to win her case. She would not do anything to backstab or jepordize her friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255282818320948130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO6D4Sw726I/AAAAAAAAAA0/JzkqFk8vva4/s320/Paulette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle is willing to be friends with those who are not of her "status". Look at Paulette, she is simply just plain trailor trash, but Elle still loves her and helps her get her dog back. And she teaches her the "bend and snap" to help the mail man to notice her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about you, but I think these are all amazing qualities that make up the total woman. She posses so many other traits and I could go on for hours, but I think I have given sufficient examples to make my point. So I say... lets all try to be a little bit more "Elle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4992425751856487014-2221882131843667609?l=brooklinstephens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/feeds/2221882131843667609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4992425751856487014&amp;postID=2221882131843667609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/2221882131843667609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4992425751856487014/posts/default/2221882131843667609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooklinstephens.blogspot.com/2008/10/total-woman.html' title='The Total Woman...'/><author><name>Life Is Good Being Brooklin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04524812211827606498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwrSEzMeKjo/SO52njGUwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASHxD-gUgLE/s72-c/Elle+Woods.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
