<?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-4547251453011286986</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:06:34.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stef's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Stefanie is an Organization Leadership &amp; Management Student as well a representative on the Regent Undergrad Council.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Regent University</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gCREla_ife4/SMAnfnyPokI/AAAAAAAAACc/u-SkY3ZXlKk/S220/002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4588936827368952024</id><published>2010-01-05T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:30:03.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love 2 laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="part1"&gt;What do you call a man with no arms or legs who gets into a fight with his cat?   &lt;/h2&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;h2 id="part2_0" class="part2 swatch1"&gt;Claude :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4588936827368952024?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4588936827368952024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4588936827368952024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4588936827368952024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4588936827368952024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-2-laugh.html' title='i love 2 laugh'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-9084000817439850913</id><published>2009-05-02T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:53:20.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts</title><content type='html'>pretty vulnerable here. not meaning to be profound...just wanted to share some recent thoughts. it's been rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rX0MsIhdWAE&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/rX0MsIhdWAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rX0MsIhdWAE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-9084000817439850913?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/9084000817439850913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=9084000817439850913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9084000817439850913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9084000817439850913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-thoughts.html' title='my thoughts'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8303889469030016748</id><published>2009-03-25T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:51:26.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Purple Girl in a Red World</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to write a book :) ...this is what I've got so far. VERY ROUGH! but this is the idea, style I think I'm going to go with. I want it to be a fun &amp;amp; entertaining read while being able to stir the very souls of people! lemme know what you think! :) but please, be gentle, and remember...ROUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What is it to feel loved? To feel inspired to do the right thing? What is the right thing? Why does the right thing sometimes feel like it just does NOT fit!? Ever have that feeling of complete satisfaction and thrill that usually occurs only when we are acting in what we were truly created to do? That’s my favorite. When I know what I know is there for a reason and it’s truly unique to me! I get a certain thrill from stepping back and looking at what I’m good at. Knowing that I have that feeling for a specific reason is completely and utterly freeing. Unfortunately, I wish I recognized this earlier in life and began embracing it much sooner than I did. It was not until the end of my coursework at Regent University that I began to hold onto a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I never saw myself as beautiful, as being created for an exclusive reason.  I knew there was a purpose to my life, but why me? Why was I created? What is so special about me that required me to be created? I’m not sure I ever looked at it like that, but I think that’s ultimately what I felt."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8303889469030016748?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8303889469030016748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8303889469030016748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8303889469030016748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8303889469030016748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2009/03/purple-girl-in-red-world.html' title='A Purple Girl in a Red World'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3434668926355472124</id><published>2009-02-23T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:37:43.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod boombox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SaLe4dQzX6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/e8tkN2oMKX4/s1600-h/ibr2807dppnk-normal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SaLe4dQzX6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/e8tkN2oMKX4/s320/ibr2807dppnk-normal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306048372505010082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I need your help. I have been looking everywhere online trying to figure out what would be the best boombox to buy...at first I just wanted a normal old school one but then realized it would make more sense to get one with an iPod jack. I've seen &lt;a href="http://www.ilive.net/store/p/32-Boom-Box-with-Dock-for-iPod-.aspx"&gt;some&lt;/a&gt; that might be decent, and the reviews are ok, but I'm not sure how loud it actually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking 4:&lt;br /&gt;It has to be loud and clear enough to play in like a group excersize room at the YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;CD player would be a bonus, but NOT necessary&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to pay a TON, but I think I'm going to have to shell out at least $50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3434668926355472124?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3434668926355472124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3434668926355472124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3434668926355472124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3434668926355472124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2009/02/ipod-boombox.html' title='iPod boombox'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SaLe4dQzX6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/e8tkN2oMKX4/s72-c/ibr2807dppnk-normal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7546254980332709990</id><published>2009-02-18T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:32:46.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To New Beginnings...</title><content type='html'>It's been over a year now :/ CRAZY to think. since I've last blogged. One of my biggest struggles has been that I felt no one read this. SO. I'm going to give it another try and see what happens! :) Please, if you read this and find any enjoyment, or can relate at all, jot me a lil' comment and let me know, it would be greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SZxBkQVyMlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jO6-1riAyvA/s1600-h/Photo+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SZxBkQVyMlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jO6-1riAyvA/s320/Photo+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304186552253035090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a Barista at Starbucks on Battlefield and thoroughly enjoy the benefits :) I've just been finishing up my education at Regent, or at least trying to, while also trying to chase my dreams and passions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it has felt like everything in life has been crashing down on me :/ Within the past couple months, I have discovered several reasons for why this past season has felt like a dry barren desert wasteland! 1. My love tank has been COMPLETELY empty...and 2. I have had no joy or passion for anything I've done. While I've found some outlets, I felt the need to withdraw from them because I knew that I would forget about school all together...naturally because it hasn't been something that I am truly passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I figured that much out, since then I've basically found out 2 more classes I've taken have been insufficient for the requirements needed, spilled coffee on my already broken laptop (new laptop, mind you), and had the apple store tell me that liquid damage trumps previous problems SO they couldn't fix the already existing problems. My options: buy a new one for around $1,000 or repair it for $800. stupid. I think the guy felt bad and tried helping me...he suggested purchase protection from the credit card I used, or home insurance...and work insurance also. I checked out the first 2, made a claim that I really thought was going to get passed because the lady said it could be termed "vandalism" and said I had a good chance. Yep. Nope. THEN....well I'm not even going to continue. To say the least. A lot has happened and I just feel like I just keep getting crapped on :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks for letting me vent...if you've actually gotten all the way through :) I just sometimes don't get it. But I guess the more I dwell on it, the more worked up I get, and I just have to let it go and know that it's out of my control at this point. There IS a lot more stuff that's going to happen and lots more GOOD things (I CLAIM IT!) to come...so here's to looking forward and not back!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SZxGG5DjykI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y2kH9d9vRR4/s1600-h/PGF_SP_ballet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SZxGG5DjykI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Y2kH9d9vRR4/s320/PGF_SP_ballet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304191545344510530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming UP!&lt;br /&gt;My new form of movement that I can't wait to get kicked off the ground with people who love music, movement, and the arts! :) More to come soon...I just didn't want to pack too much in this first blog :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7546254980332709990?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7546254980332709990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7546254980332709990' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7546254980332709990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7546254980332709990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-new-beginnings.html' title='To New Beginnings...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/SZxBkQVyMlI/AAAAAAAAAgs/jO6-1riAyvA/s72-c/Photo+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1127375056525202121</id><published>2007-12-18T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:00.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mhm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2f0aLqme9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/0JPaNfWGOpQ/s1600-h/IMG_3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2f0aLqme9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/0JPaNfWGOpQ/s320/IMG_3826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145349829939330002"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLgvXteUFCk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLgvXteUFCk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/4547251453011286986-1127375056525202121?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1127375056525202121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1127375056525202121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1127375056525202121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1127375056525202121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/12/mhm.html' title='Mhm...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2f0aLqme9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/0JPaNfWGOpQ/s72-c/IMG_3826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5568481503554489990</id><published>2007-12-14T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:00.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2MM_7qme8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PdTMVDeyLkI/s1600-h/1213071540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2MM_7qme8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PdTMVDeyLkI/s320/1213071540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143969491874905026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the snow back home :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5568481503554489990?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5568481503554489990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5568481503554489990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5568481503554489990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5568481503554489990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/12/not-fan.html' title='Not a fan'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/R2MM_7qme8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PdTMVDeyLkI/s72-c/1213071540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-9186004465904567799</id><published>2007-12-13T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:52:00.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in Delaware</title><content type='html'>After coming close to getting carbon monoxide poisoning...my dad made me get a hotel for the night. This was on my way home from VA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and P.S. be forewarned that I was really tired and in the beginning i was slightly rambling, but basically this is the story of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1hdmp50rLg"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1hdmp50rLg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/4547251453011286986-9186004465904567799?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/9186004465904567799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=9186004465904567799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9186004465904567799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9186004465904567799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/12/stuck-in-delaware.html' title='Stuck in Delaware'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3512749796061699334</id><published>2007-11-08T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:02.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest Fest 07</title><content type='html'>Our First Annual Harvest Fest was yesterday and I must say, it was a blast! (See pics below) We had apple bobbing, pie eating and baking contests, along with hot dogs and hot apple cider. (Not quite like NY's apple cider, but what can ya do?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is creeping up and I can't wait to go home! Only 12 days and 309 hours until I leave, but hey...who's counting, right? :) Not quite sure what the temp. is up there, but when I told my mom it was 50 degrees here, she said, "WOW! That's a heat wave." Whatever that means....I'm not sure I like the sound of it. :-/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I get to be home with my family and that's all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Here are a couple pics from the Harvest Fest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXb9KQLPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vy-aItz1Tlo/s1600-h/n33605759_31820627_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXb9KQLPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vy-aItz1Tlo/s320/n33605759_31820627_2350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130470169546599666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXQtKQLMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kc3WvAZK5EE/s1600-h/n215500215_30423393_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXQtKQLMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/kc3WvAZK5EE/s320/n215500215_30423393_1990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130469976273071298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXQ9KQLNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/TW9_FupACmQ/s1600-h/n215500215_30423376_6273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXQ9KQLNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/TW9_FupACmQ/s320/n215500215_30423376_6273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130469980568038610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXRNKQLOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jPffqtQ6r50/s1600-h/n33605759_31820638_2510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXRNKQLOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jPffqtQ6r50/s320/n33605759_31820638_2510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130469984863005922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3512749796061699334?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3512749796061699334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3512749796061699334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3512749796061699334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3512749796061699334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/11/harvest-fest-07.html' title='Harvest Fest 07'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RzMXb9KQLPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vy-aItz1Tlo/s72-c/n33605759_31820627_2350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1898561796026152486</id><published>2007-11-06T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:58:28.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye to My Long Hair!</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to see how many people read this, because hopefully today I will be getting my hair cut. Soooo as long as I can get in today, after 6pm...it's all getting CHOPPED! :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKfOzstdDIc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKfOzstdDIc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/4547251453011286986-1898561796026152486?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1898561796026152486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1898561796026152486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1898561796026152486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1898561796026152486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-goodbye-to-my-long-hair.html' title='Say Goodbye to My Long Hair!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3673123773039963174</id><published>2007-11-05T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:33:30.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dancing with the Stars"</title><content type='html'>Well so my dance started out as being to the song "Runaround Sue" but somehow switched to "The Way You Make Me Feel" by Michael J! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3E5pPEINbM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3E5pPEINbM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this is what our judges had to say...with of course my rendition of the show :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6u_bCW2uZE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6u_bCW2uZE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/4547251453011286986-3673123773039963174?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3673123773039963174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3673123773039963174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3673123773039963174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3673123773039963174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/11/dancing-with-stars.html' title='&quot;Dancing with the Stars&quot;'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8281060140257554655</id><published>2007-10-29T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:42:39.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Performing this weekend! Yay!</title><content type='html'>...the Regent Ballroom Dance Class has been showcasing wonderful dancers and their skill-those just starting out, and some who have been dancing for a while. Well this weekend my parents are coming down to Va, so I'm going to be performing at the end of class! Yesterday was our first practice. It went well and I'm super excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see me dance like a star, you'll have to come see me! It's this Saturday at A Time to Dance...if you need directions, shoot me an email (stefpro@regent.edu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little hint of what's to come...&lt;br /&gt;...if you're good, you'll figure it out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvGktPaDAPM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvGktPaDAPM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/4547251453011286986-8281060140257554655?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8281060140257554655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8281060140257554655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8281060140257554655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8281060140257554655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-performing-this-weekend-yay.html' title='I&apos;m Performing this weekend! Yay!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1252319600816755063</id><published>2007-10-25T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T05:12:28.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely experience with a wetsuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Nr084Z9cPg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Nr084Z9cPg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was me ATTEMPTING to get into a wetsuit...probably the hardest thing i did all day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1252319600816755063?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1252319600816755063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1252319600816755063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1252319600816755063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1252319600816755063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lovely-experience-with-wetsuit.html' title='My lovely experience with a wetsuit'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7737333015504121600</id><published>2007-10-23T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:02.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rx4o3aGLUyI/AAAAAAAAASM/ek0DbZsQqtM/s1600-h/affiliate_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rx4o3aGLUyI/AAAAAAAAASM/ek0DbZsQqtM/s320/affiliate_logo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124578358357349154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend was a COMPLETE whirlwind! I ran the Race for the Cure this weekend and kinda forgot one important stretch! Yea...not a good idea. I haven't run in over a year and decided one day that it was a good cause and that I should sign up for it. I planned on it one month in advance but then got reaaaaally sick, so i kind of put it off. Well the Thursday before the race I ended up registering and now I'm regretting it. A co-worker and I were actually talking and I think we are going to run the &lt;a href="http://events.hamptonroads.com/event_details.cfm?e=52171"&gt;Jingle Bell 5k&lt;/a&gt; on December 1st so looks like I better start running again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7737333015504121600?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7737333015504121600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7737333015504121600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7737333015504121600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7737333015504121600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-updates.html' title='Quick Updates'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rx4o3aGLUyI/AAAAAAAAASM/ek0DbZsQqtM/s72-c/affiliate_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7462664572319796589</id><published>2007-10-15T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:41:09.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens...</title><content type='html'>...when I'm bored and have a video camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the progression of the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIFLz0zEnhA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIFLz0zEnhA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMy81dp7rZc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMy81dp7rZc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fvTRdpn9Bdk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fvTRdpn9Bdk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30mJ1whTfPA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30mJ1whTfPA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ran out of space...so I guess you will NEVER know what I was going to say! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7462664572319796589?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7462664572319796589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7462664572319796589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7462664572319796589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7462664572319796589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-what-happens.html' title='This is what happens...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-140757896551800027</id><published>2007-10-14T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:02.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm FINALLY getting a board!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RxJsYaGLUvI/AAAAAAAAARI/So8JdbK7_Vc/s1600-h/0101000102110103052007100977ed3f294b89bafadf000921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RxJsYaGLUvI/AAAAAAAAARI/So8JdbK7_Vc/s320/0101000102110103052007100977ed3f294b89bafadf000921.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121274892851565298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! So all that long hard work of looking for a board has FINALLY paid off! I am sooooooo excited! I found one online recently that fits the specs that I'm looking for and am going to see it hopefully tomorrow or Thursday. Yay for me! :) I guess good things do come to those who wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-140757896551800027?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/140757896551800027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=140757896551800027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/140757896551800027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/140757896551800027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-finally-getting-board.html' title='I&apos;m FINALLY getting a board!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RxJsYaGLUvI/AAAAAAAAARI/So8JdbK7_Vc/s72-c/0101000102110103052007100977ed3f294b89bafadf000921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4205328140442028555</id><published>2007-10-10T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:44:43.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic-ness</title><content type='html'>The past 2 nights I have been taking dance class at &lt;a href="http://www.atimetodanceonline.com/contact.html"&gt;A Time to Dance&lt;/a&gt; and the classes have been from 9-10pm. Well at first I thought no big deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I've woken up 2 hours late every morning after dance. not good :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'm officially an old person that needs her sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4205328140442028555?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4205328140442028555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4205328140442028555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4205328140442028555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4205328140442028555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/pathetic-ness.html' title='Pathetic-ness'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7151360694508367987</id><published>2007-10-09T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:02.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RwtyaKGLUuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rbvJzhzK9DQ/s1600-h/n500112172_90579_7097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RwtyaKGLUuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rbvJzhzK9DQ/s320/n500112172_90579_7097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119311195149128418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that without them, i'd be lost. Whenever I sleep in, i usually feel completely helpless and incapable. Sounds weird I know. The other day I was listening to the radio and they said that studies show that no matter what day it is, you should always wake up at the same time. So on the weekends, no matter how good it feels to sleep in, you should wake up at the time you normally do as to not throw off your internal clock, or whatever. I completely agree with them! :) Something happens during a morning that doesn't happen at any other part of the day. I think it's the fact that the hustle and bustle of the day hasn't quite kicked in and that you don't really know what that day in particular is going to have in store for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple days, I've been enjoying my back porch quite a bit. I'll go out there around 6:45 or so while it's still a little dark, the noise for the day hasn't quite reached it's peak, and all the little birds are just waking up and meeting the day with their songs. ...we have a pond in the back that is literately 10 feet away from our porch, and along with this pond comes these distgusting water vermons. At first we thought they were cute little otters, but found out otherwise. Point is, you never know when they are going to be out. One time, Andrea and I saw close to 15 all feeding right outside of our door. It was pretty freaky, I'm not going to lie. Maybe one day, I'll have to get a picture of them all in their little herd! But as for now, I'm off to enjoy my mornning :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7151360694508367987?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7151360694508367987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7151360694508367987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7151360694508367987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7151360694508367987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/mornings.html' title='Mornings'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RwtyaKGLUuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rbvJzhzK9DQ/s72-c/n500112172_90579_7097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-9188206173384332750</id><published>2007-10-05T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:26:11.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm Mmm Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EajL15byXg0"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EajL15byXg0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you mix a really sick Stefanie with a hankerin' for Chicken Soup! ...a funny girl attempting to speak English :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-9188206173384332750?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/9188206173384332750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=9188206173384332750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9188206173384332750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9188206173384332750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/mmm-mmm-good.html' title='Mmm Mmm Good'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5194279678533458420</id><published>2007-10-04T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T09:08:22.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time again!</title><content type='html'>Dancing with the stars has started! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wGsvIZ70sk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wGsvIZ70sk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/4547251453011286986-5194279678533458420?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5194279678533458420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5194279678533458420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5194279678533458420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5194279678533458420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2170410769030110419</id><published>2007-10-02T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T11:33:57.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPu6lYNl8gw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPu6lYNl8gw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..yea...I burnt marshmallows. NOT a good idea, so don't try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I just thought that it would add a hint of "campfire" feeling to them, but then it soon turned into just one big 'ol mess! I wouldn't recommend it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my advice to you of the day is to keep an eye on your marshmallows when making Rice Krispy treats at all times. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2170410769030110419?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2170410769030110419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2170410769030110419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2170410769030110419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2170410769030110419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/10/whoops.html' title='Whoops!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3280343774954824781</id><published>2007-08-30T05:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:03.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rta59ARxJvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kam92DSJSCA/s1600-h/Mom%27s+Miata"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rta59ARxJvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kam92DSJSCA/s320/Mom%27s+Miata" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104471685368719090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. I get a call Saturday night at like 11 from my mom...she was out watching some band play with my dad back home and goes, so guess what I got. Then she says...a Mazda Miata! I was like ummm no you didn't. I get this picture last night as proof. UNBELIEVABLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she gets the $1,000 camera I want, now this! I told my dad that I expect to get my camera next! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3280343774954824781?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3280343774954824781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3280343774954824781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3280343774954824781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3280343774954824781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/lucky-mom.html' title='Lucky Mom'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rta59ARxJvI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kam92DSJSCA/s72-c/Mom%27s+Miata' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2175784372538332000</id><published>2007-08-29T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:12:47.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the day...</title><content type='html'>Action without prayer is presumptuous.&lt;br /&gt;Prayer without action is irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;Either of them without scripture are aimless, ineffective, and ultimately idolatry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2175784372538332000?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2175784372538332000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2175784372538332000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2175784372538332000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2175784372538332000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought of the day...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8590254274296134074</id><published>2007-08-20T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:03.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus...</title><content type='html'>1   day &lt;br /&gt;39   hours &lt;br /&gt;2356   minutes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until MY BIRTHDAY! :) Wow...scary thought. This one has just seemed to sneak up on me. Usually I am counting down the days WAY before hand. Not only is Wednesday is my birthday, but the first day of classes! Happy birthday  to me, right?! haha. I guess with my new job and everything else that has been happening, it's been a little crazy. Orientation went great last week, and now Fall Fun Fest is right around the corner! Woohoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be great...we have a 24ft rock wall and 2 giant inflatables. I better see y'all out there! It'll be so big, you won't wanna miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsmNxv8gizI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CLJMzSX_y9o/s1600-h/fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsmNxv8gizI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CLJMzSX_y9o/s320/fff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100763938797161266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8590254274296134074?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8590254274296134074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8590254274296134074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8590254274296134074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8590254274296134074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/t-minus.html' title='T minus...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsmNxv8gizI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CLJMzSX_y9o/s72-c/fff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7097716740348676527</id><published>2007-08-13T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:03.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever flown an F-18?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsMqEZT4kXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0JXxiqMAcNo/s1600-h/f18-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsMqEZT4kXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0JXxiqMAcNo/s320/f18-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098965458115662194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me neither, but Andrea and I did get to go to this Strike Fighter Ball with a couple of pilots. :) You see, there were these 2 guys in need of dates for this big ball they have will all of the fighter pilots in Va Bch. Now, if any of you know me or Andrea, we have a track record of not actually showing up to these things...she was invited to one -similar, not the same, last year. And I was invited to one in the fall but I couldn't go because I had an allergic reaction and my face swelled up, so needless to say, I REALLY didn't want to go to this fancy ball with my face looking like a puffer fish! Classic, I know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we finally actually went to one! Lol. It was fun, and we definitely learned a LOT about fighter pilots...so when you hear the jets flying above us, you can know that they are just flying drills at 11pm for the fun of it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7097716740348676527?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7097716740348676527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7097716740348676527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7097716740348676527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7097716740348676527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/ever-flown-f-18.html' title='Ever flown an F-18?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RsMqEZT4kXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/0JXxiqMAcNo/s72-c/f18-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5651942269730559358</id><published>2007-08-13T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T06:11:10.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO Bruised!</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend I attempted to surf. Let me just tell you one thing...Hawaii is a LOT different than Virginia Beach, that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I basically got beat up by a surfboard. I have rash burn from the foam board I used, then I have bruises all over my elbows, knees, and hipbones. NOT fun. :( Not to mention I think my chin is bruised from the board hitting me so many times. And my roommate is no better! Her bruises always seem to be much bigger and much more colorful than mine. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course my determination gets the best of me and even though I'm completely beat up, I want to get right back out there and try till I get it! It's just a little hard getting used to the difference in the waves and the different tides as well. I wish there was a little bird telling me, ok Go NOW! And then of course, I would always catch the wave, but I'm not that lucky as to have imaginary birds in my life...haha. maybe some day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5651942269730559358?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5651942269730559358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5651942269730559358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5651942269730559358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5651942269730559358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-bruised.html' title='SO Bruised!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7983179080554963727</id><published>2007-08-08T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:03.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here there and Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rrm8C5T4kWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TsS-DJLqWwM/s1600-h/alaska_ugak-bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rrm8C5T4kWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TsS-DJLqWwM/s320/alaska_ugak-bay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096311211276407138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I apologize for my lack of...well basically I'm a slacker. But the good news is, my parents have been in Alaska now for almost a week and a half. They come home this Monday night, so I'm excited! Not that I get to see them or anything, BUT my mother just got a new Canon Digital SLR. Granted it's not a Nikon, I know, but she has about 5 really ridiculous lenses that she didn't want to lose, or have to buy again for a digital. She got it for her birthday from my dad basically for this trip. I think it's their 30th anniversary present to themselves. :) haha. Gotta love my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led me to think...hmmmm I wonder if I can squeeze one of those out of him for MY birthday!? *insert evil cackling here* I highly doubt it, but I think I AM going to be getting an automatic car starter installed for my birthday. SWEET! If any of you have never had the luxury of being in a car where one of these is present...it's GREAT! Being from upstate NY, you learn to enjoy the little things in life that prevent you from being in freezing whether any longer than you need to. Speaking of which, after these past couple days...I don't know. I'm NOT a fan of the nasty weather that looks like it should be, oh I don't know...60 degrees and in all reality its like 100! Yea, that's just not normal. Oh well, such is life, as my mother would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7983179080554963727?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7983179080554963727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7983179080554963727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7983179080554963727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7983179080554963727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-there-and-everywhere.html' title='Here there and Everywhere!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rrm8C5T4kWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TsS-DJLqWwM/s72-c/alaska_ugak-bay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-225141599433373925</id><published>2007-08-02T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:03.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Spent Driving.</title><content type='html'>You gotta love the random cars that are loaded with bumper stickers here in Va Bch. Maybe it's just that there are more cars so it always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seems&lt;/span&gt; like 1/2 the population has at least 10. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I think I actually laughed out loud in my car...I was by myself. It said, "If only closed minds came with closed mouths." hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RrHQVZT4kVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2DF6sSgQ5Ns/s1600-h/backofvan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RrHQVZT4kVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2DF6sSgQ5Ns/s320/backofvan5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094081719522857298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-225141599433373925?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/225141599433373925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=225141599433373925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/225141599433373925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/225141599433373925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-spent-driving.html' title='Time Spent Driving.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RrHQVZT4kVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/2DF6sSgQ5Ns/s72-c/backofvan5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1462779097802646599</id><published>2007-07-26T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:35:10.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 hrs</title><content type='html'>Pretty much. I've been working 2 jobs usually from 8am-8pm most nights. Last night I decided to leave at 7 and I went home and CRASHED! Oh yea, that's right...and I slept allllllllll night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me wonder if something is wrong with me? hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1462779097802646599?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1462779097802646599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1462779097802646599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1462779097802646599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1462779097802646599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/11-hrs.html' title='11 hrs'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-6297596017029338246</id><published>2007-07-24T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:04.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought!</title><content type='html'>After laying in bed this morning, REALLY not wanting to get out...I was interestingly surprised by what I found myself listening to! DREW CAREY is replacing Bob Barker as the host of Price is Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wrong is that?!?! That show was like the "I'm home sick from school just so I can watch TV" show. I really do think that it was the deciding factor of if I was really sick enough to stay home or not. How sad, but true nonetheless. I'm not sure if my kids will now ever get that same joy when they are home sick because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqXuJxYIuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YVqCFWLzBeA/s1600-h/Bob+Barker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqXuJxYIuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YVqCFWLzBeA/s320/Bob+Barker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090736805453019506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-6297596017029338246?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/6297596017029338246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=6297596017029338246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6297596017029338246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6297596017029338246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who would have thought!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqXuJxYIuXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YVqCFWLzBeA/s72-c/Bob+Barker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8602688818435132666</id><published>2007-07-22T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:55:14.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quack</title><content type='html'>What do you do with sensitivity? My good friend’s mom always used to tell her to let things roll off her back like a duck. Jessi would tell me this often. Sometimes I just wonder where that line is between letting things roll off of one’s back and actually being hurt. It seems as if that line is much more blurry in my life. I would love to let things roll off of my back, but honestly, it seems like I get hurt more often than not. I must not be that much of a duck after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8602688818435132666?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8602688818435132666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8602688818435132666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8602688818435132666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8602688818435132666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/quack.html' title='Quack'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5482021275301417630</id><published>2007-07-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:04.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone have a TV?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqDezTt4I5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/5jJL2e6RXpY/s1600-h/Julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqDezTt4I5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/5jJL2e6RXpY/s320/Julia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089312551976051602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and I have been getting settled in to our lovely new home and well in process, something must have happened to her TV...it's broke! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this morning we wanted to do Pilates, but I couldn't find it, so I asked her if she wanted to do Core Rhythms (Those of you who watch infomercials at 2am know EXACTLY what I am talking about!) which is a dance oriented type work out with Julia Powers (12 Times US Rhythm Champion) and Jaana Kunitz (10 Times International Latin Champion).   We ended up having to watch it on my laptop...and well this week has been rather hard. I'm still moving in to my room, I started a new job in student services this week while also still working at my old job. Thank the Lord it is Friday! That is all I have to say! We're actually going to the Flowering Almond Spa for massages after work and have the weekend to relax! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway...the reason for writing this is because I got an email from Andrea this morning saying that we need a tv....so that we can "see the moving rythmatic bodies on the tv..." Which made me actually laugh out loud! So if anyone has a TV they would like to donate to us, we'd appreciate it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5482021275301417630?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5482021275301417630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5482021275301417630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5482021275301417630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5482021275301417630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/anyone-have-tv.html' title='Anyone have a TV?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RqDezTt4I5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/5jJL2e6RXpY/s72-c/Julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-695227044779142912</id><published>2007-07-10T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:04.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs not Drugs</title><content type='html'>One of my biggest pet peeves, well it's not really a pet peeve, it's more like an observation that I am not fond of. It's the whole "patting" hug where the people you are closest with hug you, but as soon as they do, they your back immediately which is almost just signaling that they want you to let go as soon as possible! Or when they come at you to hug you but turn slightly with only one arm raised...they trick you into a "side" hug. I really usually don't care when people give bad hugs, it's just like..."Well, you aren't a good hugg-er, but hey, nothing against you." But when those people are your best friends or family members...someone has to teach them a lesson. I'm just used to getting good hugs from my girls back at Elim...we Christian folk hug all the time! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what REALLY gets me...is my own family! Granted I haven't seen them in half a year and when I come home, I get the side hug, no...not even a hug, it's more like a tap. This was my brother and of course, I politely yelled at him and told him to give me a real hug! :) Of course my mother was there and she commented..."Yea, you have to squeeze her until she pops to make her happy, otherwise you'll hear about it!" Haha. This made me laugh...I was like, that's right Mom, at least I have one family member trained! So needless to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RpTVHoj_PEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DMwfjIKjrCU/s1600-h/icon26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RpTVHoj_PEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DMwfjIKjrCU/s400/icon26.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085924206332296258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-695227044779142912?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/695227044779142912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=695227044779142912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/695227044779142912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/695227044779142912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/hugs-not-drugs.html' title='Hugs not Drugs'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RpTVHoj_PEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/DMwfjIKjrCU/s72-c/icon26.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-843319629723903735</id><published>2007-07-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:26:02.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Outside the Bun</title><content type='html'>It’s sad. I know. But I couldn’t help it. Today I decided to go to church Saturday night instead of my usual Sunday morning at 8:15am. This decision was based on the fact that I have not been able to shake this darn cold and wanted to be able to sleep in tomorrow morning in hopes that this would once and for all get rid of my cold! We shall how that goes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, maybe a little past half way through the service, my stomach was yelling at me! It was soooo empty and really really really wanted some food. So of course, my first thought…mmmm $1.65 Fresco Beef Gordita! ☺ Of course, if you are Andrea Phelps, (my good friend and soon to be roommate!) you would say that it would probably rot my insides out, but nothing seemed too harmful about some beef, lettuce, and tomato! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I go into the lobby because I decided that waiting until I got somewhere to eat it was a bad idea. I got it to eat there and as I’m waiting, I see one of my favorite Starbucks employees. He was on break…then there was a group of skater boys in the back and as I waited, people kept entering. Then the thought when through my mind…wow Taco Bell must be the spot to be on a Saturday night! Haha. Then it ALSO passed through my mind that I was the ONLY girl in that entire place. By this point, I had seem maybe 3-4 groups of people, that were all guys in the 14-20 year old range. Interesting I know. Well that is my story about my experience at Taco Bell. I hope you have all benefited out of reading this! ☺&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-843319629723903735?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/843319629723903735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=843319629723903735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/843319629723903735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/843319629723903735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-outside-bun.html' title='Think Outside the Bun'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-50952580435221446</id><published>2007-07-05T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:05.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>Well I must say, as much as I enjoyed spending time with friends yesterday...the fireworks were less than great. I guess I am simply spoiled because you see, I have grown up on Lake Ontario my whole life, and every year at the end of July there is this HUGE festival with 7 main stages all across the city, where there are always bands playing...decent ones I must add. Well it is all weekend long and people from all over the state come to our little city for this festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night they always have fireworks done by the Grucci brothers. Now let me inform you that these guys have done things at the Olympics, New Year's Eve in Time Square, and fireworks for the president himself! So I'm used to seeing those EVERY year! And they are choreographed to music as well, definitely an amazing show. Oh yea, I almost forgot, my Dad works for the company who sponsors the fireworks every year. They have this HUGE section of prime seats all roped off right on top of this big hill...so yea, I usually get it hooked up! :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd4oj_PAI/AAAAAAAAALI/7d87Ew4nLEk/s1600-h/IMG_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd4oj_PAI/AAAAAAAAALI/7d87Ew4nLEk/s320/IMG_3449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083682044425223170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd44j_PBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7V_nXKgL7BY/s1600-h/IMG_3456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd44j_PBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7V_nXKgL7BY/s320/IMG_3456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083682048720190482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd5Ij_PCI/AAAAAAAAALY/dGBQJaeWIBw/s1600-h/IMG_3457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd5Ij_PCI/AAAAAAAAALY/dGBQJaeWIBw/s320/IMG_3457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083682053015157794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-50952580435221446?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/50952580435221446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=50952580435221446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/50952580435221446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/50952580435221446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rozd4oj_PAI/AAAAAAAAALI/7d87Ew4nLEk/s72-c/IMG_3449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5524613829800034144</id><published>2007-07-03T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:06.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crazy &amp; Ridiculously Bizarre Adventures of Stefanie</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, never a dull moment. The weekend started out with the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVIj_O4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/pTOekd0EQA4/s1600-h/IMG011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVIj_O4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/pTOekd0EQA4/s320/IMG011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082964552958557058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVYj_O5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/f_ZxPZ4iZbs/s1600-h/IMG015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVYj_O5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/f_ZxPZ4iZbs/s320/IMG015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082964557253524370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVYj_O6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/gAKX_x0YhU4/s1600-h/IMG020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVYj_O6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/gAKX_x0YhU4/s320/IMG020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082964557253524386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my cousin's graduation party where my other cousin decided to drive his Jeep in the creek...oh yes. Very smart decision...especially when he could not get it out! Then my mother and I were on our way to Utica (about 2 hrs away from my house) and got a blowout. A lovely fireman came to help us change it, THEN don't you know it, two of the screws that actually hold the tire onto the rim completely snapped off. Oh yea, my mother was not happy. We had to ride home in a flat bad tow truck with this guy that talked the ENTIRE way home. My dad ended up fixing it...but in the process he put one of the new screws in the freezer in hopes it would shrink a little (it was a tad bit too big, so by freezing it, sometimes you can get metal to shrink just enough). No one really knew he did this, and as he keeps working on this, he must have forgotten what he did with it, because he lost it and was looking for it for a good 2 hrs. The next day, he was getting ice, and started laughing hysterically. Now, my Dad is not the type to bust out into spontaneous laughter, so it was slightly out of character for him. After wondering what in the world he was laughing at, we saw the screw frozen into the ice cube try...it must have melted the ice because it was warm and then ended up re-freezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopUOoj_O9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KcdskciDTSo/s1600-h/IMG_1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopUOoj_O9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KcdskciDTSo/s320/IMG_1007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082967739824290770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopUO4j_O-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/MzysdVist68/s1600-h/IMG_1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopUO4j_O-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/MzysdVist68/s320/IMG_1010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082967744119258082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopTPYj_O7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/zZIjEzwb7cs/s1600-h/IMG_3386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopTPYj_O7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/zZIjEzwb7cs/s320/IMG_3386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966653197564850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopTWoj_O8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EzltiJhVPQg/s1600-h/IMG_3394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopTWoj_O8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/EzltiJhVPQg/s320/IMG_3394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966777751616450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN! It gets better, I know! Well longer story, hopefully shorter...on my flight home, I was talking to this pilot asking him if he could get the plane back to Va Bch any sooner than 11:44 and ended up talking with him for 2 hours and all of his little plane buddies as well! Oh yea...I found out that our pilot's nickname was "Big Daddy" (the one on the left) and he was the other one...his nickname was "Easy Button." Let me explain, it is exactly how it sounds. He carries an "easy button" around with him. I'm not sure WHY, but nonetheless, he does. He told me when I got on the plane that I could go up to the cockpit and see this "easy button" he is so famous for. Well just as he said...there was a big 'ol easy button (like the ones on the Staples commercials) in the center console. I pushed it, and what'd ya know...I hear, "That was easy!" in the Staples guy voice. Quite funny I must say, but of course...very random! And here is the proof! :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopVh4j_O_I/AAAAAAAAALA/cU5FUBdlDto/s1600-h/IMG_3447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopVh4j_O_I/AAAAAAAAALA/cU5FUBdlDto/s320/IMG_3447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082969170048400370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5524613829800034144?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5524613829800034144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5524613829800034144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5524613829800034144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5524613829800034144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/07/crazy-ridiculously-bizarre-adventures.html' title='The Crazy &amp; Ridiculously Bizarre Adventures of Stefanie'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RopRVIj_O4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/pTOekd0EQA4/s72-c/IMG011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2605975349517393728</id><published>2007-06-29T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:07.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara &amp; Josh's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Well the long awaited wedding has finally come and gone. I am here in NY enjoying the lovely weather...even though I must say, it did take a bit to get used to. The days where everyone was sweating to death, I was still shivering.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding itself was stunning. Cara looked beautiful as always and it was great to see all my girls! Josh has asked me to take pictures of the wedding because they are more indie and like different things. They asked me because I knew their style and they thought I would do a good job. Well I was a little too intimidated and said I would video it instead if they wanted. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up shooting a ton of film shots at the reception and they are getting developed as we speak. Ya never know, depending on how they turn out, I may become a wedding photographer! hehe. Here are just some fun shots of me and my girlies, I'll post some more when they are developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RoU-T4j_O2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m0zJBrl5hKY/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RoU-T4j_O2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m0zJBrl5hKY/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081536265879239522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RoU-UYj_O3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/cE8i9ABk390/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RoU-UYj_O3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/cE8i9ABk390/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081536274469174130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2605975349517393728?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2605975349517393728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2605975349517393728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2605975349517393728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2605975349517393728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/cara-joshs-wedding.html' title='Cara &amp; Josh&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RoU-T4j_O2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/m0zJBrl5hKY/s72-c/IMG_0987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4212027819243180890</id><published>2007-06-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T05:59:14.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! Finally...a new house</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="420" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid142.photobucket.com/albums/r110/stefpro/MVI_3333.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and I went house shopping yesterday and oh my goodness, the first neighborhood was SO ghetto...not good, not good AT ALL! Then we went to this one, and I think it's the winner! And I must say...it's about time! Anyways, looks like we might have it for all of July so woohoo! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the downstairs, kitchen is attached-but the living/dining room is all hardwood floors, and there's even a wet bar-how random!? They are just moving out so it's a little messy. I think we may turn the dining room into a sitting room/studio type deal because the kitchen is big enough and has room for the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4212027819243180890?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4212027819243180890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4212027819243180890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4212027819243180890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4212027819243180890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay-finallya-new-house.html' title='YAY! Finally...a new house'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2753587683583039465</id><published>2007-06-20T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:07.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rnkc-ucHscI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mBr7iLFPJvE/s1600-h/IMG_0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rnkc-ucHscI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mBr7iLFPJvE/s400/IMG_0939.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078121918780387778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't I the cutest thing!? :) And yes, that's a bunny in my jacket...maybe I thought no one would notice if I took him home! (..my grandpa raised them).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2753587683583039465?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2753587683583039465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2753587683583039465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2753587683583039465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2753587683583039465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/awww.html' title='Awww'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rnkc-ucHscI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mBr7iLFPJvE/s72-c/IMG_0939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4610028494885512647</id><published>2007-06-19T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:07.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way Back When</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnfjfecHsaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I8nYR98BO7I/s1600-h/photo_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnfjfecHsaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I8nYR98BO7I/s320/photo_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077777234769981858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was speaking with Sharon, a lady I work with, about women's suffrage and  the feminist movement. As she put it, "I am woman, hear me roar...God didn't create us as women to be lionesses, but He did create us to be leaders." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had mentioned this woman, Barbara Jordan and one of the things she said was the following: " A spirit of harmony can only survive if each of us remembers, when bitterness and self-interest seem to prevail, that we share a common destiny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking about way back when where all of the women stayed at home, blah blah blah. Well my question is, Did the occupation of "homemaker" become devalued when women wanted to start working outside the home? Was it because women wanted "more" that people thought this wasn't enough to satisfy a talented and strong "working" woman's desires? It also made me think about the difference between a woman who just did her job and was good at it, even though her heart was unhappy. I've seen many people who are great at what they do, but are so miserable. Their hearts are simply not in what they do. And I say, what is the point if there is no passion? Now on the opposite end, there can be the most amazing woman who could succeed anywhere she goes, but chooses to be a homemaker, why is she looked at any differently if she could be doing the same thing other women choose to do. This is what she chooses, but why is it when she chooses this field, she is being discriminated against?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore...I was thinking about where we are now in our culture. There is obviously lots of sin in the world, but who says there wasn't as much sin 500 years ago?! Exactly, so if there was just as much sin, but no one was freely open with it, how did they deal with it? I can just picture 7 Godly Christian women sitting together for tea, struggling with sin in their lives and not being able to talk about it. Was it that they had better relationships with the Lord that they were able to go to only Him for help, or what? These are just thoughts...but yea, I think these would be questions I'd eventually like to ask the Big Guy one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4610028494885512647?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4610028494885512647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4610028494885512647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4610028494885512647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4610028494885512647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/way-back-when.html' title='Way Back When'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnfjfecHsaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I8nYR98BO7I/s72-c/photo_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1423435425315164657</id><published>2007-06-14T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnH4mecHsZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0VFujfUDuhQ/s1600-h/praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnH4mecHsZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0VFujfUDuhQ/s200/praying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076111594912985490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am forever and continually amazed and awestruck of the workings of God. He never ceases to love and yet confuse the heck out of me. I find myself asking the question, is this what relying on God is supposed to look like? People have always told me that when they have been in school, they have found times where they are so far behind, that it is truly a miracle if they catch up and it is at that point where they know that they couldn't have done it without God. That makes me seriously think...because obviously people that are getting 4.0's and working hard...you don't see them falling behind and then catching up only to know that they were only capable of doing that because of God. I think..I know God works in our lives differently depending on who we are. It seems that how He deals with me is the thing that I will NEVER be able to figure out! *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the story of my life is not knowing. And it's funny because I know that, and yet I still struggle. Now, I'm not saying that I shouldn't be struggling, but I just get so tired sometimes and wonder if it will ever end. It would be REALLY nice to just stop being in this place where I am continually weak and tired. I mean, seriously...can't God work in my life any OTHER way besides through THIS kind of weakness specifically?! I know He can and He can also do whatever He wants...but I am just so tired in every way imaginable. And of course that's when people say, "Well that's when God is allowed to use you-when you are weak." Well ya know what...I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired! I know that this isn't God's will for me...whoever says that, is messed up. I have a Father who loves me and who is always working in me and has my best interest in mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know if it will ever end. I need rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1423435425315164657?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1423435425315164657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1423435425315164657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1423435425315164657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1423435425315164657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/interesting-night.html' title='Interesting Night'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnH4mecHsZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0VFujfUDuhQ/s72-c/praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8804396063383193674</id><published>2007-06-14T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:59:54.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My frustration continues</title><content type='html'>Well all of my excitement was for NOTHIN! I'm so upset...the stupid hard drive came with "quick set up" instructions, but NO detailed instructions leaving me completely clueless. Now when I first set it up, I was like, no big deal, it should work...wow that was easy. Oh no no no, I was mistaken...when I tried transferring my files, the darn things never showed up on the external hard drive. It was saying it was there, and that they were being added, but then it was like they just disappeared.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started pushing buttons trying to configure it, and somehow found like 3 weird drives and deleted them and after I deleted them, it seemed like new ones just kept getting created. So whatever, I tried putting my files into there, and after the third one, they sticked, so I was like, ok sweet and just went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that many of you may be reading this and shaking your head in either disappointment or disbelief. But unfortunately it is true...I had no idea what I was doing! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8804396063383193674?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8804396063383193674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8804396063383193674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8804396063383193674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8804396063383193674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-frustration-continues.html' title='My frustration continues'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-6511412810754721896</id><published>2007-06-13T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>My external hard drive comes in today! WOOHOO! No more slow comp! Thanks to everyone who gave me advice...I went with the Maxtor 160GB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnAbQOcHsXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FJfAIG024pg/s1600-h/maxtor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnAbQOcHsXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FJfAIG024pg/s200/maxtor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075586745614446962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-6511412810754721896?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/6511412810754721896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=6511412810754721896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6511412810754721896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6511412810754721896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RnAbQOcHsXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FJfAIG024pg/s72-c/maxtor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2869309060309093747</id><published>2007-06-12T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:37:07.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm scary...i know</title><content type='html'>Some of you may have seen the picture of me when I had an allergic reaction from a previous post...and those of you who have not, be thankful! Well my lovely co-worker Jason, said this to me in regards to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knightizi : its sad and kinda scary - but adorable in a sad awwwwwww kinda way&lt;br /&gt;knightizi : now if u looked like that all the time&lt;br /&gt;knightizi : probably not many points for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically when I'm unrecognizable beyond belief, it's cute. But if I always looked like that, not so much...oh and yea, he also said I have ogre feet! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2869309060309093747?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2869309060309093747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2869309060309093747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2869309060309093747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2869309060309093747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-scaryi-know.html' title='i&apos;m scary...i know'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1168988591686163811</id><published>2007-06-12T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be a mermaid</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY got the chance to go to First Landing State Park this weekend and actually enjoy the outdoors...it was soooo nice to be outside. It makes me miss home a lot...but ya know-such is life. One more year! ...This just means that now I know a place that I can go when I need something other than a concrete jungle! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This great "local tour guide" took me for a bike ride on the trails and I got to see a little of what his place of business does. &lt;a href="http://www.chesepean.com "&gt;chesepean.com&lt;/a&gt; It's a great place that does all sorts of eco-tours. Andrea is actually going to be taking surf lessons from them this weekend and I can't WAIT to watch her! hehe. Aren't I a good friend?! Not that I have any doubts, but ya know...it should be super fun to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm6wa-cHsWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YZ_BOs0P6Tc/s1600-h/CUIZONDustin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm6wa-cHsWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YZ_BOs0P6Tc/s320/CUIZONDustin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075187807577157986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish I could be a mermaid. Did I just say that out loud? I could seriously sit and watch fish for hours. Ya know, I used to swim in my pool and see how long I could hold my breath for underwater. I thought that maybe if I did that enough times, I'd get gills. My plan failed miserably and alas, I am still human. There is actually quite an interesting story about how mermaids first existed...you will have to check it out sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1168988591686163811?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1168988591686163811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1168988591686163811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1168988591686163811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1168988591686163811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-to-be-mermaid.html' title='Oh to be a mermaid'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm6wa-cHsWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YZ_BOs0P6Tc/s72-c/CUIZONDustin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8135443405587225547</id><published>2007-06-11T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Mac users!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm1B5OcHsQI/AAAAAAAAAII/kVk4f7Ndd04/s1600-h/overview-hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm1B5OcHsQI/AAAAAAAAAII/kVk4f7Ndd04/s200/overview-hero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074784806500806914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my frustration continues with my mac. Yes it is true. I have a 60GB hard drive and it is completely FULL! Because of this, doing ANYTHING seems quite impossible! I know that I need to free up some space, but after burning a bajillion things onto cd's and still having a difficult time doing anything, I have given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate suggested getting an external hard drive. I have never had the problem of not having enough space, so it seems a bit futile to me but neverless, I think getting one is what it comes down to as my only other option. I am usually pretty savy when it comes to electronics, where to buy them, and brand, but when it comes to these, I am plum outta luck...probably because I've never had the need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone knows ANYTHING about these thinga-ma-bobbers, please let me know! And keep in mind that I have a Mac so it has to be compatible. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8135443405587225547?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8135443405587225547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8135443405587225547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8135443405587225547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8135443405587225547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/calling-all-mac-users.html' title='Calling all Mac users!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rm1B5OcHsQI/AAAAAAAAAII/kVk4f7Ndd04/s72-c/overview-hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-881755380323055521</id><published>2007-06-08T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long to MySpace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmmfZ-cHsPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tuWlPDB1BKs/s1600-h/LogoDotcom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmmfZ-cHsPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tuWlPDB1BKs/s320/LogoDotcom.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073761723816063218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who read about the fast I was considering (See 5/25), it has slightly evolved into something else. I realized that what I spend the most time doing is watching TV on my computer or movies and meaningless web surfing...a lot on MySpace. I was doing a Daniel's fast, which caused me to evaluate what my time was being spent on. After seeing the severity of how this media has been affecting me, I decided to delete my MySpace. One of my dearest friends wrote this to me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FreedomGGirl:  i don't like you not being my #4 on myspace &lt;br /&gt;FreedomGGirl:  will you come back if i make you #1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile...but as much as I love her and as much as that made me laugh, I cannot go back! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-881755380323055521?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/881755380323055521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=881755380323055521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/881755380323055521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/881755380323055521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-long-to-myspace.html' title='So long to MySpace'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmmfZ-cHsPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tuWlPDB1BKs/s72-c/LogoDotcom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3744362279864566460</id><published>2007-06-01T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i swing hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmDDQhspSgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zbexb-ktZ6c/s1600-h/SWING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmDDQhspSgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zbexb-ktZ6c/s320/SWING.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071267869110127106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many conversations with friends from all over, i have realized that i have a tendancy to swing hard. as my friend jessi once told me, "stef, you are either one way or the other...God eventually brings you to the middle, but in everything you do, you go all out." now granted this can be good but also bad. i know that i'm like that for a reason, just haven't quite figured out why or what that reason is. but that's the great thing...i'm always learning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when i say swing...not only on a swingset...because i do! but also in my life. when i do something, i tend to do it full out. in my thoughts and my emotions also. if i am involved, i am completely involved. there is no half way for me. this is part of the reason i find it so hard to balance work and school. i have always had 3 if not more jobs in the summer, but i never had school. i am such a hard worker that i work myself to death practically and have no mental capacity left for other involved things such as school. now, cooking and helping my mom garden, yes...but never something so involved as school...none the less online. like i said before...it's a challenge and i am trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3744362279864566460?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3744362279864566460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3744362279864566460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3744362279864566460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3744362279864566460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-swing-hard.html' title='i swing hard'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RmDDQhspSgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zbexb-ktZ6c/s72-c/SWING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1294056945587011928</id><published>2007-05-30T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:09.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl3zgSqQm9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncxyoFIztCI/s1600-h/feetontheshore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl3zgSqQm9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncxyoFIztCI/s320/feetontheshore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070476491579497426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to take a brief cat nap and after a couple minutes of contemplating, I realized that I don't think I can do things when I have walked around for long periods of time barefoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder how in the world I have come to this conclusion. Well Monday I was at the beach and when I came home I was completely unproductive...until I washed my feet. There was just something weird and disruptive about them. Oh wait, no...I couldn't go to sleep with dirty feet! That's what it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, when attempting to snooze today, I noticed my feet were dirty from walking around all day and it just bugged me. So I decided to blog about it...seems funny and almost ironic how both times I was trying to sleep...Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that either it couldn't have bugged me that bad...because I found myself actually waking up so I guess I did catch a couple minutes of sleep OR I was just really that tired that even something like dirty feet couldn't have stopped me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1294056945587011928?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1294056945587011928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1294056945587011928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1294056945587011928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1294056945587011928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/dirty-feet.html' title='Dirty feet'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl3zgSqQm9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncxyoFIztCI/s72-c/feetontheshore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1330000492716060123</id><published>2007-05-30T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:09.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl2OSCqQm8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jhxK3GC4oEE/s1600-h/movienight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl2OSCqQm8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jhxK3GC4oEE/s400/movienight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070365196091956162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 8th the Undergraduate Council is hosting a movie night at Cinema Cafe-Kemps River. Y'all should come! UNLIMITED PIZZA AND POPCORN! woohoo...make sure you RSVP at RUC@regent.edu More info will be sent to you once you RSVP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1330000492716060123?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1330000492716060123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1330000492716060123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1330000492716060123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1330000492716060123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rl2OSCqQm8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jhxK3GC4oEE/s72-c/movienight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-604813880171159807</id><published>2007-05-25T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:09.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Days For 40 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlcvByqQm6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/affA5b23T10/s1600-h/40Days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlcvByqQm6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/affA5b23T10/s320/40Days.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068571613454179234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something that was sent out on The Branch, but after receiving it from someone who is down at IHOP (International House of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;...not Pancakes as I once thought). I decided to check it out and have felt moved to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasts are something that I think have to be on a case by case individual basis. My senior year at Elim for example, there were about 11-12 girls who decided to do a Daniel fast which is fruits, vegetables, nuts and seeds, and pure oats and grain type stuff. aka PLAIN oatmeal...many of them stopped half way through because they knew that they weren't doing it for the right reasons. I was one who continued through until the 40 days was over. This was one of the hardest things I have EVER done! I found that it was not about being hungry at all--it was about me denying my flesh which was not an easy task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was so faithful to me and not only through it, but after it as well. I would not recommend this to anyone in particular, but if you feel moved after reading more about (&lt;a href="http://fastandpray.com"&gt;fastandpray.com&lt;/a&gt;) I suggest praying and asking the Lord what it is that you can contribute whether it be fasting even TV or meaningless internet use to one meal a day or just fruits and vegetables. During this time you can guarantee there will donuts brought in by the boss and other things will come up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prepare to enter into this time of fasting, I want to let you know that I need spiritual encouragement as well as people who will hold me accountable and I will also do the same for you if you let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-604813880171159807?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/604813880171159807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=604813880171159807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/604813880171159807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/604813880171159807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/40-days-for-40-years.html' title='40 Days For 40 Years'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlcvByqQm6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/affA5b23T10/s72-c/40Days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4496553265817281127</id><published>2007-05-25T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:02:49.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick it</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdrR6KjCM-o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdrR6KjCM-o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prolly one of the best movies I've seen in a WHILE! Super fun...total chick flick ALL THE WAY! but it has amazing extreme sports...not to mention the fact that the dude doing the bike tricks turns out to be a GIRL! o yea. way to rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4496553265817281127?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4496553265817281127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4496553265817281127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4496553265817281127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4496553265817281127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/stick-it.html' title='Stick it'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7237492951388868716</id><published>2007-05-24T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T05:23:56.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Soooo do you ever look at pictures of yourself now and then look at pictures of yourself from a year ago? Well I do and it is been very difficult. My Mom always tell me that people change, and of course their pictures are going to look different. She says that in past pictures I still have my "baby face" and that's why I look different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you...I HATE IT! I have a very difficult time seeing how completely different I look. There haven't been massive changes in like my size or anything...I even just wore my junior prom dress to the Christmas Ball! Point being: how could I have not have changed that much but look 100% different! GAH! It's so frustrating and it is at those times where I just thank God for who I am in Him. Don't get me wrong...I am completely secure in that and in my personality, but when I see myself, it's a different story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7237492951388868716?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7237492951388868716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7237492951388868716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7237492951388868716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7237492951388868716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2228769405942029905</id><published>2007-05-24T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:09.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlWEuCqQm4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XyiU1ck6hoY/s1600-h/404287815goSIAb_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlWEuCqQm4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XyiU1ck6hoY/s320/404287815goSIAb_th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068102882198330242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you ever notice that sometimes while driving you notice things you may have never noticed before? Things like states have not only State Birds, and State flowers...but they ALSO have State Insects! How weird is that!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask how in the world did I notice this. Well I will tell you. It was on a license plate in front of me! Weird and random, I know, but I couldn't help but see it. So Virginia's is a Swallowtail Butterfly. At least we don't have like a cockroach as State Insect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2228769405942029905?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2228769405942029905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2228769405942029905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2228769405942029905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2228769405942029905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/while-driving.html' title='While driving'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlWEuCqQm4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/XyiU1ck6hoY/s72-c/404287815goSIAb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7006037994411015018</id><published>2007-05-23T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T05:38:03.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the Stars</title><content type='html'>The Winners!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pz4m_67iR-8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pz4m_67iR-8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ph5jfWr4qo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ph5jfWr4qo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...they didn't win, but are still really good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FO5JGUZGfUo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FO5JGUZGfUo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/4547251453011286986-7006037994411015018?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7006037994411015018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7006037994411015018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7006037994411015018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7006037994411015018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/dancing-with-stars.html' title='Dancing with the Stars'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3104861129369150123</id><published>2007-05-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:10.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To feel alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlGyFiqQm1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/FeYZ1AOAKDA/s1600-h/ballerina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlGyFiqQm1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/FeYZ1AOAKDA/s200/ballerina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067026864041663314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the love spills over,&lt;br /&gt;And music fills the night,&lt;br /&gt;And when you can't contain your joy inside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance for Jesus and live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3104861129369150123?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3104861129369150123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3104861129369150123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3104861129369150123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3104861129369150123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-feel-alive.html' title='To feel alive'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RlGyFiqQm1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/FeYZ1AOAKDA/s72-c/ballerina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-29646004125505618</id><published>2007-05-18T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:10.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad idea</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning at work I was so productive until the afternoon hit...I got a killer headache and could barely concentrate. I ended up going home and took a much needed nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must preface this with the fact that mom is amazing! Why, you ask. When I first came down here I didn't have much, so she made me curtains. I asked her if she could make me ones that didn't let any light in. So that's exactly what she did. They are these brown curtains that when I shut them, it is pitch black in my room...even in the middle of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, when I only intended on sleeping for an hour, this was a VERY BAD IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rk3P4iqQm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pv6jkCTsyDY/s1600-h/1492685358_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rk3P4iqQm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pv6jkCTsyDY/s200/1492685358_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065933726145354562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-29646004125505618?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/29646004125505618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=29646004125505618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/29646004125505618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/29646004125505618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/bad-idea.html' title='Bad idea'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rk3P4iqQm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pv6jkCTsyDY/s72-c/1492685358_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-816739106756498592</id><published>2007-05-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:10.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the sad face has got to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rkyo8yqQmzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9jq171OFamM/s1600-h/kati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rkyo8yqQmzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9jq171OFamM/s320/kati.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065609443229604658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have this picture on my MySpace that is of me frowning, and people keep telling me that I need to take it off because that isn't who i am...but this is the straw that broke the camel's back...way to go Kati! (See below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know. i really think you need to change your pic though. there is one thing that the devil is not able to take away from us. and thats our joy. he can make us sick take our possessions and our friends, but if we keep our joy he is still defeated. so, stef be the joyful girl i know you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you...sick is certainly one thing i have been. As Andrea puts it, "You get sick when your're stressed." And now call me crazy, but that isn't exactly something that I really enjoy being...sick that is. I'm telling you, only me...who gets sick when they are stressed?! *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-816739106756498592?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/816739106756498592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=816739106756498592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/816739106756498592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/816739106756498592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-sad-face-has-got-to-go.html' title='So the sad face has got to go'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rkyo8yqQmzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9jq171OFamM/s72-c/kati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-6928933824016589713</id><published>2007-05-14T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:11.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Done for the summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RkjGiJPmb8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1cGyVx_Gm8M/s1600-h/IMG_3156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RkjGiJPmb8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1cGyVx_Gm8M/s320/IMG_3156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064516070877327298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not quite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite funny/interesante (that's Spanish for interesting in case you didn't know) that 90% of the students i've talked to that have "graduated" still have a class or two left to take over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, summer classes have officially started, and of course I am sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that u could tire urself out from coughing! My nose is raw, i hurt from coughing, have an upper respiratory infection, i spilled a boiling cup of tea on my lap yesterday and now have severe burns in a very bad spot and can barely move, have so much homework to do but have no focus due to congested head and medication...i love that school doesn't stop when i'm am miserably sick and totally not capable of being productive-therefore causing me to get incredibly behind causing even more stress, and i am sick of getting lost. meh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rkr4GSqQmyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rVoO435H5MY/s1600-h/so+sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rkr4GSqQmyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rVoO435H5MY/s320/so+sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065133517903534882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-6928933824016589713?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/6928933824016589713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=6928933824016589713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6928933824016589713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6928933824016589713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay-done-for-summer.html' title='Yay! Done for the summer?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RkjGiJPmb8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1cGyVx_Gm8M/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3319685537908302476</id><published>2007-05-04T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:11.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As much as I love Spiderman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RjsvYJPmb7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/1efrMNlwwsw/s1600-h/200px-Movie_poster_spiderman_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RjsvYJPmb7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/1efrMNlwwsw/s320/200px-Movie_poster_spiderman_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060690698125602738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was far from impressed. Many of you may know that today is opening day for the well awaited for flick. Last night, myself along with 3 others went to see it for my friend Kati's birthday. We had bought our tickets about a week and a half ago and had gotten to the theater well before midnight...like 9:45 or so. We were the FIRST ONES in line eventually followed by hundreds of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite amusing being the first ones there. The theater lobby was dead silent only until the silence was interrupted by 4 very excited girls. I would like to preface this with the fact Andrea and I had only had 2 hours of sleep the previous night. Let's just  say the theater employees got quite a night of entertainment from us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the actual film...as I was discussing with a co-worker earlier, he had mentioned that this film was supposed to be more of "transitional" movie-kind of how Pirates 2 was. I have been watching Spiderman since I was maybe 10 with my brother. It was always what I looked forward to when I  got home from school. Granted, the movie had great effects, but the plot seemed to lack anything of substantial worth. It was still a great night regardless of the amount of sleep had previously-I'll post some pics later this week from it. I am still a fan, but I think the movie is just not it was cracked up to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Feel free to comment and let me know what you guys thought if you saw it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3319685537908302476?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3319685537908302476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3319685537908302476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3319685537908302476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3319685537908302476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-much-as-i-love-spiderman.html' title='As much as I love Spiderman...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RjsvYJPmb7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/1efrMNlwwsw/s72-c/200px-Movie_poster_spiderman_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7175112197048584338</id><published>2007-05-02T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:31:05.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here goes nothin'</title><content type='html'>Upon writing a paper at 1:29 in the morning...I wandered across this fun quote of the day thing...so we shall see if it really lives up to its name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--THINKEXIST.COM TODAY'S QUOTE B--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thinkexist.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://en.thinkexist.com/ddq.ashx?width=468&amp;height=100&amp;bgcolor=DEEBF7&amp;colorquote=0000C6&amp;colorauthor=FF6600&amp;colorbiography=848284&amp;facequote=Georgia&amp;faceauthor=Arial&amp;facebiography=Arial" alt="ThinkExist Dynamic daily quotation" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--THINKEXIST.COM TODAY'S QUOTE E--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7175112197048584338?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7175112197048584338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7175112197048584338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7175112197048584338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7175112197048584338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-goes-nothin.html' title='here goes nothin&apos;'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5992137346575125549</id><published>2007-05-02T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T08:59:51.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for Stef!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.regent.edu/acad/undergrad/images/students/stef_for_ruc_secretary.jpg" border="0" alt="Vote for Stef"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Log into your &lt;a href="http://my.regent.edu/"&gt;MyRegent Portal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click on the Genisys link.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once in Genisys, Select "Personal Information"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select "Answer a Survey"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5992137346575125549?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5992137346575125549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5992137346575125549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5992137346575125549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5992137346575125549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/vote-for-stef.html' title='Vote for Stef!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1152881154054540018</id><published>2007-05-01T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:11.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...Good Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rjfhi5Pmb6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/fQzl43iyCiM/s1600-h/F11655b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rjfhi5Pmb6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/fQzl43iyCiM/s200/F11655b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059760695972097954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is a carrot more orange than an orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This is my Google "Thing to Ponder" of the day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1152881154054540018?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1152881154054540018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1152881154054540018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1152881154054540018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1152881154054540018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmmgood-question_01.html' title='Hmm...Good Question'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rjfhi5Pmb6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/fQzl43iyCiM/s72-c/F11655b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-36231164263136376</id><published>2007-04-16T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T05:29:24.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QuickStep</title><content type='html'>This weekend at a time to dance (&lt;a href="www.atimetodanceonline.com"&gt;Click here for directions&lt;/a&gt;)there will be a showcase where there will be lots of different dances, including me performing the quickstep! YAY! For those of you who don't know what the quickstep is, the following video is a pretty good example...and I love Julianne :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAQmcpdOXso"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAQmcpdOXso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it starts at 7pm and we are the first to go on, so make sure you're on time! The night is going to be great, so for all of you wanting something fun to do on Saturday night, be sure to check it out. The dance teachers are great people and really fun to watch, it definately inspired me to start dancing. Hopefully I will have some videos of them up after the night, but I hope to see ya'll there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-36231164263136376?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/36231164263136376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=36231164263136376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/36231164263136376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/36231164263136376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/quickstep.html' title='QuickStep'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-110399053129217515</id><published>2007-04-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:11.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rh4u5DEX2TI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcXfFuyx2Qs/s1600-h/coffee-d70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rh4u5DEX2TI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcXfFuyx2Qs/s200/coffee-d70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052527389567342898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this because I am in desperate need of some help/encouragement/tips/trips/any advice possible and I am hoping that all of you who are reading this will be able to offer me some! I quit coffee earlier this year and did not have any until November. I think I went a total of 6-7 months. I was doing so well...drinking a lot of tea, but I just missed the smooth, rich taste of coffee. After getting a new job and having my cubical RIGHT next to the coffee pot, I could not resist the smell any longer and decided with much enticing from fellow co-workers to give into my temptation. It has been several wonderful months of enjoying coffee, HOWEVER, I decided to give it up yesterday and I really don't think I am going to make it. Sometimes tea just does not do it for me and I've been so tired, annoyed, irritated, and unfocused. Any help anyone could give me would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-110399053129217515?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/110399053129217515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=110399053129217515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/110399053129217515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/110399053129217515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rh4u5DEX2TI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcXfFuyx2Qs/s72-c/coffee-d70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8329536954334655079</id><published>2007-04-11T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:12.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So fresh and so clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rhzu1jEX2QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kx-ufXcCN34/s1600-h/img_l_soap_68552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rhzu1jEX2QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kx-ufXcCN34/s200/img_l_soap_68552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052175485716912386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, I know, but I work in the Library all day long therefore use the bathrooms in the lobby and yesterday I was in the student center and had to use the bathrooms over there...I find it quite amusing that the different buildings have their own distinctive soaps. And the comm building...they have the FOAMY SOAP! Oh yea! That's when I wish I worked over there! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8329536954334655079?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8329536954334655079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8329536954334655079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8329536954334655079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8329536954334655079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-fresh-and-so-clean.html' title='So fresh and so clean'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/Rhzu1jEX2QI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kx-ufXcCN34/s72-c/img_l_soap_68552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1808354983545015637</id><published>2007-04-05T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T06:37:22.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow snow and more snow</title><content type='html'>Positive-I get to go home for Easter&lt;br /&gt;Negative-It's going to be snowing when I'm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...for some reason I am not so excited about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1808354983545015637?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1808354983545015637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1808354983545015637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1808354983545015637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1808354983545015637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow snow and more snow'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4307430038910245120</id><published>2007-04-03T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:12.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhKIJxGBmeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PnDp59E8GIg/s1600-h/smdance.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhKIJxGBmeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PnDp59E8GIg/s200/smdance.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049247833614555618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An onomatopoeia of the english language to mimic the rough sound of human laughter. Often used in instant message chats to express laughter. Haha has found increasing usage in SMS messages between cell phone users to express the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can also be expressed as hahaha. Additional ha's can be added to the root haha to express an increase in laughter duration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4307430038910245120?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4307430038910245120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4307430038910245120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4307430038910245120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4307430038910245120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhKIJxGBmeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PnDp59E8GIg/s72-c/smdance.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2516954112776999314</id><published>2007-04-02T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:12.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how I long for sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhD3_RGBmdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Foa9Ci6AW34/s1600-h/meandandrea2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhD3_RGBmdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Foa9Ci6AW34/s200/meandandrea2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048807848574818770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this Sunday Andrea and I ventured up to Richmond, which for the record takes longer than an hour and 10 min-whoever said that that's all it takes is mad crazy and has a speeding issue! Regardless, we went there to watch her cousin play lacrosse and it is making me long for sports...not necessarily playing them, but I love going to games and having the whole "school spirit" thing. Now I know that I can go to all of the other schools around here to watch their sports teams, but it's just not the same. Maybe the fact that I don't actually have a home team to root for is what makes me sad. Maybe another day my dream will come true. Oh and on that note, if anyone does play lacrosse and wants to get together for a game, contact Andrea Phelps...because she really wants to play (she was a goalie for years and wants to get some people together to play). Andrphe@regent.edu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2516954112776999314?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2516954112776999314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2516954112776999314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2516954112776999314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2516954112776999314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-how-i-long-for-sports.html' title='Oh how I long for sports'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RhD3_RGBmdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Foa9Ci6AW34/s72-c/meandandrea2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7665459172608498663</id><published>2007-03-30T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T05:31:16.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGJSpzVAsBA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGJSpzVAsBA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend, I was getting lost (as usual) on Military Highway, was at a stop light, looked over to my right, and guess who's sitting in a volvo RIGHT next to me...o yea! Travis from last season's So You Think You Can Dance. This is a video of him in case u don't already know how AMAZING he is! I pretty much freaked out and didn't know what to do with myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7665459172608498663?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7665459172608498663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7665459172608498663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7665459172608498663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7665459172608498663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So you think you can dance'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-7620007273477640656</id><published>2007-03-27T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T11:18:48.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are You?</title><content type='html'>After speaking with a couple people in the library the other day, I was curious to find out what temperament I was. So as promised...I took test and found out that I am a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sanguine/Choleric&lt;/span&gt;! (Aaron, you were right!) However I will disagree with the chronically late thing...I am most often always 10 min early for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sanguine-choleric is the most extraverted of all the temperament combinations. With the addition of the choleric aspect, the optimistic, impulsive, fun-loving sanguine becomes more adept at follow-through, taking significant leadership roles, and juggling many projects without unduly sacrificing productivity. This temperament tends to be a happy combination of charm and decisiveness, creativity and analytical skill, friendliness and focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ability to connect with people balances out the domineering and relentless temperament of the pure choleric. You value relationships highly and make friends easily. You are insightful, enthusiastic, and affectionate; your sanguine capacity for dealing with people, combined with the leadership skills of the choleric, make you an excellent manager of people. You are also capable of constancy, dedication, and serious undertakings — though at times you may have been underestimated, due to your often humorous and light-hearted manner. You not only are capable of creative inspiration, but also you will find within yourself the persistence and drive needed to carry out your inspirations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4marks.com/temperaments/test.html"&gt;Find out what you are!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-7620007273477640656?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/7620007273477640656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=7620007273477640656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7620007273477640656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/7620007273477640656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-are-you.html' title='Who are You?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2614853670666287439</id><published>2007-03-25T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:12.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgfOEkH7NzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tAIYJyhmEUY/s1600-h/Miss_Piggy_In_Pink_165218.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgfOEkH7NzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tAIYJyhmEUY/s200/Miss_Piggy_In_Pink_165218.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046228485303646002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't sew with a fork, so I see no reason to eat&lt;br /&gt;with knitting needles.&lt;br /&gt;-- Miss Piggy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2614853670666287439?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2614853670666287439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2614853670666287439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2614853670666287439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2614853670666287439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/chinese-food.html' title='Chinese Food'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgfOEkH7NzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tAIYJyhmEUY/s72-c/Miss_Piggy_In_Pink_165218.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-5968579401599496254</id><published>2007-03-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:41:38.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><content type='html'>Well unfortunately, I was hit with some form of sickness this past week. The best part about it is the fact that the Dr. gave me medicine that made me throw up all day...yea, it was great! In the past week and a half, people in my office have been dropping like flies due to illness and disease. Someone had mono, and others just had the flu. I got my flu shot this year by a mean 'ol cranky woman so luckily I didn't have the flu. But regardless, I did have something and the medicine definitely wasn't helping. But now it seems like the worst is over and it's just going to be a very difficult recovery. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-5968579401599496254?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/5968579401599496254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=5968579401599496254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5968579401599496254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/5968579401599496254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-656130659391175391</id><published>2007-03-22T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:13.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>757</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgLBskH7NyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0kIDVQMgWtw/s1600-h/tripps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgLBskH7NyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0kIDVQMgWtw/s400/tripps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044807503963698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &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;So this is definitely my plug for the awesomest band EVER! You can check out some of their music by going &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetripps"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Keegan's this past Saturday to watch them play...i know the guitarist/vocalist...he takes ballroom classes with me! :) Anyways, they are awesome and if you have the chance, come out and see them! Their schedule is posted on their myspace as well as some of their songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-656130659391175391?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/656130659391175391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=656130659391175391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/656130659391175391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/656130659391175391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/757.html' title='757'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RgLBskH7NyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0kIDVQMgWtw/s72-c/tripps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-8189734240164744818</id><published>2007-03-09T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:13.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I to question?</title><content type='html'>I pose this question due to the fact I have recently had the assignment of coming up with a personal KM (knowledge management) strategy for my future. It had to be about a goal that you had, and mine was about my future career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently and Admissions Counselor for the school of Undergraduate Studies, however, that position is not what I ultimately have in mind as a career for the rest of my life. Just as I am here at Regent for only a time, I am also at this job for only a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to be a math teacher in high school. Everything up to 12th grade math, but NOT Calc. or Statistics...seeing as I didn't even take the latter and HATED/failed miserably at the former. That was originally what I wanted to do before going to Elim. It has been almost 4 years, and the idea still intrigues me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself, if I do not continue with this job, I will not have money for school, but then I also see the box I am trying to contain God in. Who am I to question His ultimate plan for my life, and Who am I to say that God cannot provide. Now would it be stupid if this is what His idea of providing would be, and then me not taking it...YES, absolutely. But this is what I am unsure of. If this is the Lord providing, I, by no means want to ignore it. However, if it is not, and this is NOT what I am supposed to be doing, I do not want to remain here simply because it is comfortable for me to wrap my mind around. It does not require any faith or trusting. I am completely away from the edge, and there is no jumping required. Is that where He wants me though...not jumping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RfFQY8oSOxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EfGrXMm3PPw/s1600-h/canyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RfFQY8oSOxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EfGrXMm3PPw/s320/canyon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039897847526472466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-8189734240164744818?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/8189734240164744818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=8189734240164744818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8189734240164744818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/8189734240164744818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-am-i-to-question.html' title='Who am I to question?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RfFQY8oSOxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EfGrXMm3PPw/s72-c/canyon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3862814407843409442</id><published>2007-03-01T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:13.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know one of the 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RebXaa8-r8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/q8rgyM4o0xI/s1600-h/renee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RebXaa8-r8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/q8rgyM4o0xI/s400/renee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036950082172137410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting home from the gym last night, I received a phone call from my friend Drea. She asked if I was around a TV and I said, well yea. She then told me to turn to America's Next Top Model. Now, let me remind you that I was planning on watching this, but then decided not to because I went to the gym and took a nap before hand...benadryl...so now that I'm home, I turn on the TV and to my surprise RENEE ALWAY is on America's Next Top Model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Renee went to Elim, the Bible school I attended before Regent, as well as her sister Angela. Oh the memories of those girls at Elim! They were from Florida and had been working at Disney World before hand. Angela was almost every Disney character imaginable! Renee did mostly Cruella Deville, and the wicked witch from Snow White...anyways, so yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the new CW on Wednesday nights at either 8 or 9pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3862814407843409442?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3862814407843409442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3862814407843409442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3862814407843409442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3862814407843409442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-one-of-12.html' title='I know one of the 12'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RebXaa8-r8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/q8rgyM4o0xI/s72-c/renee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-3167027032163287613</id><published>2007-02-28T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:13.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies to WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/ReWhY68-r7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/b9n20Cunyfo/s1600-h/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/ReWhY68-r7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/b9n20Cunyfo/s320/face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036609207797723058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaa. So i have NO idea what is going on with my FACE! BUT...i DO know that Benadryl is not my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I contracted to what seems to be an allergic reaction from who knows what! I have had a mild reaction on my face, but the fact that i just want to take a knife and carve my skin off generally brings me to the conclusion that I cannot fight the battle of taking benadryl or not taking it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up taking it and then falling asleep in admissions meetings as well as behind my wheel. This could be seen as a bad thing...however...yea, i guess it just is a bad thing, plain and simple. I don't like allergic reactions to things i dont even KNOW...OR falling asleep and tripping over things due to drugs! ..don't do them kids, they are bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you are wondering what the heck that is a picture of, it is of my face when i had a reaction in St. Croix, talk about NOT FUN...that is just a more severe version of what is happening now. Notice the fact that i have NO NOSE...OR a CHIN for that matter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-3167027032163287613?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/3167027032163287613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=3167027032163287613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3167027032163287613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/3167027032163287613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/blahdie-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Allergies to WHAT?!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/ReWhY68-r7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/b9n20Cunyfo/s72-c/face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-9101190613475999871</id><published>2007-02-20T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:13.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>k4 Is Comin To Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdtFWFNAeqI/AAAAAAAAADk/S_-2qW6k6vw/s1600-h/k4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdtFWFNAeqI/AAAAAAAAADk/S_-2qW6k6vw/s320/k4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033693254172834466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, Kingdom Force is in Chesapeake as we speak and are headed this way! For all of you who do not know, this was the traveling ministry that I was a part of over the summer before I came here to Regent. For more info on them, feel free to check out &lt;a href="http://www.kingdomforce.com"&gt;www.kingdomforce.com&lt;/a&gt; and click on the "About" tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be ministering at New Life at Great Bridge's Wednesday service and will be at Bethel Temple Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-9101190613475999871?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/9101190613475999871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=9101190613475999871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9101190613475999871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/9101190613475999871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/k4-is-comin-to-town.html' title='k4 Is Comin To Town'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdtFWFNAeqI/AAAAAAAAADk/S_-2qW6k6vw/s72-c/k4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-6856470546445940544</id><published>2007-02-16T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:14.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never know what to wear in the morning? Problem solved...at least on Fridayz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdXJaFNAejI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZlwEedoS_ew/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032149608566913586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdXJaFNAejI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZlwEedoS_ew/s200/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I received this in an eml earlier this month and have been wearing red on Friday ever since! Although the story below is rather lengthy, it is worth the time to read it. For a little more info about this, you can check out &lt;a title="http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/r/redfridays.htm" href="http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/r/redfridays.htm"&gt;http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/r/redfridays.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;A gentleman wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Last week, while traveling to Chicago on business, I noticed a Marine sergeant traveling with a folded flag, but did not put two and two together. After we boarded our flight, I turned to the sergeant, who'd been invited to sit in First Class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home.&lt;br /&gt;No, he responded.&lt;br /&gt;Heading out I asked?&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm escorting a soldier home.&lt;br /&gt;Going to pick him up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;No. He is with me right now. He was killed in Iraq I'm taking him home to his family. The realization of what he had been asked to do hit me like a punch to the gut. It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn't know the soldier, he had delivered the news of his passing to the soldier's family and felt as if he knew them after many conversations in so few days. I turned back to him, extended my hand, and said, Thank you. Thank you for doing what you do so my family and I can do what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Upon landing in Chicago the pilot stopped short of the gate and made the following announcement over the intercom.&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to note that we have had the honor of having Sergeant Steeley of the United States Marine Corps join us on this flight.&lt;br /&gt;He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that you please remain in your seats when we open the forward door to allow Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow soldier. We will then turn off the seat belt sign."&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the sergeant saluting the casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;So here's a public Thank You to our military Men and Women for what you do so we can live the way we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the "silent majority." We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized, boisterous or overbearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Many Americans, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize that the vast majority of America supports our troops. Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday -- and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that ... every red-blooded American who supports our men and women afar, will wear something red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers.= If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, coworkers, friends, and family, it will not be long before the USA is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things better for you?" is ..."We need your support and your prayers." Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example, and wear something red every Friday.&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/4547251453011286986-6856470546445940544?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/6856470546445940544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=6856470546445940544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6856470546445940544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/6856470546445940544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/never-know-what-to-wear-in-morning.html' title='Never know what to wear in the morning? Problem solved...at least on Fridayz!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdXJaFNAejI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZlwEedoS_ew/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-751568014830422341</id><published>2007-02-15T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:14.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stef gets Starbucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdR9pVNAeiI/AAAAAAAAACU/aKkZ7MAf5Bo/s1600-h/starbuckslogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031784832699496994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdR9pVNAeiI/AAAAAAAAACU/aKkZ7MAf5Bo/s200/starbuckslogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm...the thought of pay day brings a smile to my face! Pay day means Stef gets Starbucks! Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my co-worker, Sarah, and I were talking about how much we wanted Starbucks, we decided that we both get to treat ourselves to Starbucks on payday (which is today)...unfortunately it isn't so much as treating ourselves because we seem to get it regardless of the money in our bank accounts. &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdDNGFNAeeI/AAAAAAAAABk/BG_6GP55i9I/s1600-h/starbuckslogo.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml" /&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/4547251453011286986-751568014830422341?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/751568014830422341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=751568014830422341' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/751568014830422341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/751568014830422341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/stef-gets-starbucks.html' title='Stef gets Starbucks!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdR9pVNAeiI/AAAAAAAAACU/aKkZ7MAf5Bo/s72-c/starbuckslogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-2676169772856295807</id><published>2007-02-14T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:00:35.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho!</title><content type='html'>Ooops. wrong holiday! :-) Well Happy Valentines Day everyone! Last night RUC (Regent Undergrad Council) got together and made cookie packages that will be sold for $1 in the lobby of the student center today from 10am-3pm so if ya get a chance, stop by and support your council! &lt;a href="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r110/stefpro/IMG_2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r110/stefpro/IMG_2782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r110/stefpro/IMG_2780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r110/stefpro/IMG_2780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And if you don't have a sweet tooth, I'm sure someone you know does and you can always bless them with a lil' lovin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just a side note. I was talking to one of my fellow OLM classmates and she was saying how even though she has had a significant other before, it's ironic how every Valentine's Day she has ended up single. She noted that she was somewhat relieved because that meant that hopefully (since she is not dating anyone now/isn't interested in anyone)...the first Valentine's Day she will be able to share with someone will be her future spouse. I found that to be somewhat interesting. Until then, make sure to tell the people that you do love how much you care and appreciate them! And every other day of the year for that matter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-2676169772856295807?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/2676169772856295807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=2676169772856295807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2676169772856295807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/2676169772856295807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-4851441404861998123</id><published>2007-02-12T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:15.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possessed coffee maker? Possibly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdG95FNAefI/AAAAAAAAABw/xl3B-2V6Md0/s1600-h/greencoffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031011047096482290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdG95FNAefI/AAAAAAAAABw/xl3B-2V6Md0/s200/greencoffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As some of you may know, I have unfortunatly become an avid ebay-er. I am not always &lt;em&gt;buying&lt;/em&gt; things per se, but it has definately become a major resource! ...for example when I wanted to get a programmable coffee maker so that I could wake up every morning to that fresh aroma with no effort at all! (well at least in the morning). Yesterday was the first weekday I was trying to use it and as I stumbled my way out of bed to my coffee maker, alas...there was no coffee! Upon further investigation I realized that the timer was set for 5:30 PM! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning was a brand new morning that I was hoping I could put all things behind me, bitterness that is with my coffee maker, and try again. AGAIN I woke to no sweet aroma filling my nostrils! Now, let me assure you that I MADE SURE that it was not set for PM! ..and o yes, it was definately AM! However, when I looked at it, to my surprise, it still said PM. So basically I have no idea what is going on with my coffee maker, maybe I need to cast some demons out of it...&lt;strong&gt;If anyone has any idea what I am doing wrong or not doing, pleaaaaaaaaaase let me kno.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-4851441404861998123?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/4851441404861998123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=4851441404861998123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4851441404861998123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/4851441404861998123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/possessed-coffee-maker-possibly.html' title='Possessed coffee maker? Possibly.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdG95FNAefI/AAAAAAAAABw/xl3B-2V6Md0/s72-c/greencoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547251453011286986.post-1868950626452000584</id><published>2007-02-12T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:57:15.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's where I'm from...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdCAr1NAecI/AAAAAAAAABE/hS3AaxmMuM4/s1600-h/IMG_461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030662274277210562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdCAr1NAecI/AAAAAAAAABE/hS3AaxmMuM4/s200/IMG_461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030662278572177874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdCAsFNAedI/AAAAAAAAABM/OqqsR1c8HPg/s200/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! It's so hard to even BEGIN to remember what that much snow is like! My parents told me that they had 4in. every hour for like 2 days which totaled 5 feet only to be accompanied by another foot and a half the next day! Let's just say that Oswego is in a state of emergency and I'm here in nice 40 degree Virginia Beach. Ha...I know. Looks like my blood has already begun the thinnning process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do miss the snow though. However, I only miss it when I can curl up by the fireplace with a cup of tea (that is after I've already had my daily allowance of caffeine) in the comfort of my own home when I don't have to trudge through all of the snow, and when I want to ski, but that's pretty much it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That picture of the bump in the ground is our picnic table COMPLETELY buried! O yea, and if you look a little further behind that, you will see what used to be our pool. Now all that is left is the deck. (May I inform you of the fact that our pool is above ground and comes up to my chin when I'm standing next to it) GONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4547251453011286986-1868950626452000584?l=regentstefanie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/feeds/1868950626452000584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4547251453011286986&amp;postID=1868950626452000584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1868950626452000584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4547251453011286986/posts/default/1868950626452000584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regentstefanie.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow-its-so-hard-to-even-begin-to_12.html' title='And that&apos;s where I&apos;m from...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10421036357065085198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/S0QQEL9U80I/AAAAAAAABKU/Pq8XyoEFokU/S220/16759_555942969377_70604554_32454929_3246502_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jT0_wVJtjrg/RdCAr1NAecI/AAAAAAAAABE/hS3AaxmMuM4/s72-c/IMG_461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
