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randomAubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.comBlogger203125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-45013995542099021052013-05-28T05:52:00.001-06:002013-05-28T05:52:58.182-06:00Last post<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Noteworthy; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">I wish I could be back in my tenth grade English class. For a assignment we had to bring in a song that we felt had a deep meaning and read it as a poem to the class and explain it. I chose "Blowin in the wind" and my explanation couldn't do it justice. I was too preoccupied with the thought of a Jamba Juice and my boyfriends lips once this was over. </span><br />
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I wish I could stand there with a Cat Stevens song by my side and speak passionately. But I guess that's what growing up is about. </div>
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I wonder a lot what the husband is doing right. now. Serving a mission? Preparing like me? Home now, and awkwardly trying to adjust to the realities of life? Has he met me? Does he think I'm strange? Does he know that we are going to be sealed for eternity and make one another very very happy? </div>
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Wherever he is, whoever he is, I hope he knows that I love him. That I pray for him that his testimony may grow so we can lift one another up. That his faith will never faulter so we can be prepared when trials come in our path. That at the end of this mission I can be the woman he has always dreamed of. </div>
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I think I switch my emotions too often during the day. In one moment I can be worried about an exam or an assignment, then the minute someone asks about my mission I can be excitedly jabbering about Spanish and the Guatemala MTC. I hope once I'm in the field I can stay this excited. I wish I could bottle up this emotion I feel: pure happiness. And love. And on days when I feel lonely I can always just feel this way again. </div>
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Sometimes the only reason I put milk in my tea is to see the beautiful pictures it paints. I love seeing it swirl around in a combination of hot and cold.</div>
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This is my last post for 18 months and possibly forever. Thank you for following me and encouraging me to write. If you want to follow my next adventure you can go to: <a href="http://hermanasnelson.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: transparent;">http://hermanasnelson.blogspot.com/</a></div>
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Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-77474033745641255772013-02-03T21:57:00.000-07:002013-02-04T00:58:23.856-07:00Fruit CocktailI've really been meaning to write here for a while, but as it often happens in my life, the more I put something off, the more scared I am to start it again because I've been gone for so long.<br />
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The following is going to be everything that is in my heart right now, everything that I want to talk about. I hope it's sweet and delicious like fruit cocktail. There might be pieces you don't like (like what the heck are those white things?) and pieces that are wonderful and you savor every bite. (maraschino cherries. Every. Time.)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of the things that most influenced me in my youth was the examples that my papa set for me. From a young age, I have seen my dad on countless occasions praying in his closet and reading his scriptures in the front room. I don't think Daddy has ever commanded me to pray or read the scriptures. Rather, it was through the example he showed to me of righteous consequences of righteous actions that planted that desire in me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yesterday we were on the bus for two+ hours riding into town. We got on and at the next bus stop about fifteen people got on, ten of them being from BYU. Then the next stop more got on and more and more. The bus driver was too nice; she just kept picking everyone up. It got to the point where there were probably fifty or so people in our small little bus and at one point the driver said, "Hold on hold on! I don't want cha to go surfing!"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Needless to say, we were pretty happy when we got to Kaneohe and half of the bus unloaded.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I can't wrap my mind around the fact that Heavenly Father knows all things. He knows every course taught at every college. He could perform surgery, interpret law, or build a rocket ship. He knows everyone's names. And that small part alone is an overwhelming amount of information. He is incredible. His knowledge is vast and his love is infinite.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was with Jen and Abram when Jen looked at me and asked, "Are you okay? Are you happy?" I had my water bottle in my mouth, so I responded by clapping. After receiving weird looks from them, I took my water bottle out of my mouth, and said "...if you're happy and you know it..." Abram got really excited and said, "Oh! Clap your hands!" And then we proceeded to sing the entire song.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">This week was one of those weeks that couldn't have gone better even if I had planned it myself. It was filled with family prayers, friends birthday's, ice cream, vegetarian meals and the cafeteria worker being especially sassy. It was full of saying the words, "Tegucigalpa, Honduras" over and over and also, "Yeah, I'm speaking Spanish." It was full of happyness and the realization that this my life, I get to serve a mission for the Lord and that I will be in Guatemala in the MTC in a few short months.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I came to the conclusion that there is no way I can completely prepare for Honduras. Of course I'll still work hard in my Spanish class and read all I can and talk to all of the people I can. But no amount of research can add up to all of the wonderful and unique experiences I will have there.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">There is no way I can be prepared. And that's why this mission has to be the Lord's. I know that by relying on him I will be able to have the strength I need. I will know that I need to do and He will help me serve the best way I can.</span><br />
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It is my 200th published one!<br />
Also I turned old today.<br />
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As a... present to myself, I'd like to ask you all a favor.<br />
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Really, truly, anything. </div>
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Something silly, something serious, truly, I want to hear (read?) whatever it is that you have to say.</div>
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I often tell people that I have no secrets, and with that being said, I will answer your questions as honestly and in the very best way possible.</div>
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Thanks everyone! Loves!</div>
Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-91318554819777338452012-10-14T18:26:00.000-06:002012-10-14T22:27:40.176-06:00Thoughts from Devotional<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"I have yet to find a verse written that says, 'Thou shalt be mediocre.'"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">This was said at a devotional last week. Everyone laughed as the speaker continued with his talk, but I just couldn't stop thinking about it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">There is so much truth spoken in this simple sentence. How often do we sell ourselves short. And more importantly, why?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I was thinking about this the other day. Thinking of how, essentially, we are all programmed the same. Yes, we all have our unique consciousness, but we all have two arms, two legs, and we all have a brain composed of different loves and synapses.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I hate people who say, "Oh, I could never wear that." "Oh I can't do that." It's ridiculous! Each of us can do, can be whatever we want. It's just a matter of want. It's a matter of <u>wanting</u> to do that thing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My vision is me being a missionary. Working as a nurse. Married happily to someone who loves this gospel as much as he loves me. I want to be sealed in the temple. I wan to travel the world. I want to act and dance and sing. I want to be in a musical. I want to be a writer. I want to be an EFY counselor. I want to offer myself for humanitarian work. I want to save someone's life. I want to have those days where when you lay in your bed you feel every single ounce of tiredness on your body. But still feeling success in all the tasks that you were able to accomplish that day.</span></div>
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Yes, I've been posting, but not quite... <i>writing</i>.<br />
I have so many thoughts to share with you, but for now this beautiful piece I just found will have to suffice.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Buy her another cup of coffee.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">She has to give it a shot somehow.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px; line-height: 31.200000762939453px;">Or better yet, date a girl who writes."</span></div>
Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-16940674645945076512012-09-28T20:39:00.001-06:002012-09-28T20:39:16.061-06:00Because this can always bring a smile to my face<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gk8P1oIBfWU?rel=0" width="560"></iframe>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-55818044965392969202012-09-25T17:26:00.002-06:002012-09-25T22:30:01.701-06:00Beautiful things<div style="position: relative;">
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There was a time when it wasn’t uncommon to use a piece of string to guide words that otherwise might falter on the way to their destinations. Shy people carried a little bunch of string in their pockets, but people considered loudmouths had no less need for it, since those used to being overheard by everyone were often at a loss for how to make themselves heard by someone. The physical distance between two people using a string was often small; sometimes the smaller the distance, the greater the need for the string.<br />
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The practice of attaching cups to the ends of string came much later. Some say it is related to the irrepressible urge to press shells to our ears, to hear the still-surviving echo of the world’s first expression. Others say it was started by a man who held the end of a string that was unraveled across the ocean by a girl who left for America.<br />
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Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-77436760364811355962012-09-19T20:52:00.001-06:002012-09-19T20:54:09.997-06:00A collection of sporadic thoughts and pictures"Aubrey! How is Hawaii? How come you haven't updated your blog? I want to hear all about your adventures!"<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">For example: I like having everything in an organized place. The only thing that bothers me about the dorm (so far) is the fact that my cabinet is just two huge shelves, and not anything to really separate my stuff. So I just have little piles, of books, lip gloss, and toiletries.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And this sounds crazy cliche, but more about who I am. Like today after church I was talking to some people and someone said, "Wow, you are just super optimistic." Then another girl said, "Yeah! She's just a big ball of sunshine!" "Oh, that's the perfect way to describe you Aubrey! A great big ball of sunshine!"</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I just wonder if I'm going to be like that. Everything seems so perfect and wonderful. I live by a beach. A girl in my dorm offered to teach yoga literally right outside my door in the mornings for two bucks and she teaches at Turtle Bay for a heck of a lot more. I had a job interview for a MA position and cannot possibly contain my excitement. Right now, it is most definitely my dream job and I want it so bad. But is it gonna wear on me? Am I going to get sick of the beach?</span><br />
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Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-8172095989726524452012-09-09T14:03:00.000-06:002012-09-09T18:03:46.568-06:00Sometimes-I told Matthew that I hated it when people say I'm sorry in certain situations. Such as, "I didn't get enough sleep last night." The person who is appologizing had nothing to do with your lack of sleep, but shouldn't there be a socially acceptable response instead of this? Wise Matthew simply paused, then said, "Maybe they're sorry that they can't do anything to help, when they really really want to." Sometimes I love that kid.<br />
-I get headaches<br />
-I would wear dresses everyday if I could<br />
-I call someone to ask them a simple question, and end up chatting for at least 30 minutes. I love unexpected conversations the very best.<br />
-I have to re-read <a href="http://amazingaubrey.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-i-dont-wear-make-up.html" target="_blank">this</a> because it's easy to forget.<br />
-My favorite place to walk along the beach is right where the water meets the shore. I love the feeling of the water coming up at your feet and washing away any imprint you left in the sand.Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-34278465682844203712012-08-30T16:10:00.002-06:002012-08-30T16:10:32.723-06:00<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Today as I sat on my back porch eating peaches while reading picture books, the thought occurred to me, </span><br />
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Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-73422390011499767922012-08-27T22:02:00.000-06:002012-08-27T23:26:10.617-06:00This Summer (photos)<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">1) Because photos are more interesting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">2) Because there are too many stories to type without getting carpal tunnel</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">3) Because I have a heck of a lot of cleaning to do</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">4) Because there are so many things I want to blog about, but have no idea how to get the words out.</span><br />
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<br />Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-74893665400595678852012-08-05T21:37:00.002-06:002012-08-05T21:37:49.398-06:00Looking up grilled cheese recipe's, while listening to TED, and chatting with friends I haven't talked to in a while.<br />
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Is this the sign of growing up, or just pure insanity?<br />
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Also: I part my hair in the middle, wear glasses, and own a laptop.<br />
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What?Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-91938797069997602282012-07-31T17:58:00.000-06:002012-07-31T17:58:30.246-06:00I love her because- Miss Bee<br />
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<li>she is one of the most creative people I know. More creative than Pintrest!</li>
<li>she is constantly serving others. Whether it's making a cute project for them, a yummy treat, or cleaning. Especially cleaning.</li>
<li>we can call to ask a quick question, and end up talking for a half an hour</li>
<li>the only rules she plays by are her own</li>
<li>she has the best laugh</li>
<li>she is supportive in everything I do</li>
<li>she truly has such an incredible testimony of Jesus Christ and his gospel. She loves it and wants to share it with everyone!</li>
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<li>when he lived close by, I would get random phone calls to make a new recipe, record a song, or play a new game</li>
<li>he has an enthusiasm for EVERYTHING</li>
<li>no matter our distance, he always keeps me laughing!</li>
<li>I get a new nickname from him every other day</li>
<li>he taught me to be friends with everyone</li>
<li>he has introduced me to the most amazing music</li>
<li>he has taught me that life is an adventure</li>
<li>I really hope that I can be a world traveler like him one day</li>
<li>he has shown me that, even if you start a little late, do what you love</li>
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<br /></div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-57321247630584997702012-07-31T17:44:00.002-06:002012-07-31T17:44:56.439-06:00I love her because- Belly<br />
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<li>we steal each other's clothes. For some reason, no matter what, the others closet always seems cuter.</li>
<li>she supports me in my crazy ideas. Even though you can tell she most definitely doesn't want to</li>
<li>she stands up for me, in whatever situation</li>
<li>we can drive around, with the windows rolled down, and belting out our favorite songs</li>
<li>I always thought she was so much more beautiful than me. Then she taught me I was beautiful in my own way.</li>
<li>I can talk about boys for hours on end and she never gets bored of it</li>
<li>she can be sassy and joking one moment, and sincerely worried and concerned for my well-being</li>
<li>we think in the exact same way</li>
<li>she has the most hilarious blonde moments</li>
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<br /></div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-16106491613948370502012-07-31T17:39:00.004-06:002012-07-31T17:44:43.633-06:00I love him because- Chubby<br />
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<li>he buys me old fashioned glazed doughnuts because those are my favorite</li>
<li>he fills up my car with gas randomly</li>
<li>he lets me use the scooter even if he wanted to</li>
<li>he illegally downloads movies for me</li>
<li>he will randomly dance with me</li>
<li>he often will say, "Aubrey, look at this!" with the excitement of a 5 year old. And most of the time it is worth looking at.</li>
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I love him. Partly because I have to. Mostly because I want to.</div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-89856965382298709942012-07-27T18:01:00.003-06:002012-07-27T18:01:50.934-06:00Life of a Scooterist<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I've come to the conclusion that people are more likely to talk to you if you are on a scooter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I don't know if it's the fact that there is less metal separating two people. Or that my windows are permanently rolled down. For some reason, people just feel socially obligated to talk to me. Which is funny because if you're at a stop light and you and the person next to you both have your windows rolled down, do you talk to them? No, you sit staring straight ahead, almost as if you stared at the light long enough, it's going to change faster.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Enough, this isn't a guilt trip about the lack of social interaction at stop lights.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Rather, it's about the social interaction that I've had at stop lights.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Maybe my physique has changed recently, but as far as I'm aware, I'm still the same little <a href="http://amazingaubrey.blogspot.com/2010/04/scooterist.html" target="_blank">scooterist</a> Aubrey.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Example one:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I'm at a stoplight when a van of 5-6 teenage boys pull up. Acting like... teenage boys. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Obviously.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Hey. HEY!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I assume my stone faced position of staring straight forward, hoping they don't notice me sneaking a glance at them with my reflective aviators.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"HEY! HE-LLOOOO!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I turn and smile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Bleh, what a waste of time. They're obnoxious, and none of them are cute.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"That's a nice ride"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh, thanks. Yours too. Is it your mom's?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">*cue a green light, and me speeding off dramatically*</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Example two:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I'm walking into a building after having just parked. When I park my scooter, I generally park in places that wouldn't be legal for cars ie. places with yellow lines or right close by a sidewalk because I have on more than one occasion experienced that frustration of thinking you found a parking spot, only to see a scooter or motorcycle occupying it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Anyway. I had just parked when I walk in. I'm looking for the door I have to go to, when a man comes running up at full speed, flustered, and out of breath. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Ex-cuse. (pants) excuse, excuse me. Is that your scooter outside?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I immediately freeze. Is there something wrong with my parking job? Oh fetch. I'm going to get a ticket. They're gonna tow me. Wait, can you even tow a scooter? How the heck would that happen?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh, uh, yeah."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">He lights up. "Oh great. I was just wondering, how many cc's is it?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I exhale a sigh of relief. "Oh, she's 150."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh! Awesome. How fast can you usually go?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Hmm.... I can get up to 65, maybe 70 on University."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh wow! Great! Thanks so much!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Example three:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I pull up at a stop light next to a motorcycle. Let me paint this picture for you. This guy is hard core. Leather chaps, big physique, beard, awesome bandanna, relaxing like he's at a spa at this stoplight.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="background-color: white;">Timidly</span>, I pull up in the lane next to him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Hey there little lady!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"H-h-hi"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Nice paint job you have on that."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I glance down, and notice that we both have a silver body. "Oh, thanks."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"You like driving that thing?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">A smile. "Oh! Oh yeah, I love it."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"And I'll bet it's great for gas."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Yeah, that's why it's so great. It only costs me $5 to fill it up. I'd drive it everywhere if I could."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Good on you sister."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">*light turns green*</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Last, but not least, example four:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I'm at the light, quickly alerting a friend that I'm on my way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Note: it should be said that I'm an advocate of not texting while driving. That being said... WHILE DRIVING. I was stopped, at the light, knew it would be a longer cycle, and was just quickly letting a friend know I was coming. Don't text and drive. You'll die.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The light turns green, and I accelerate while sticking my phone in my purse and turning.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I'm driving down the road, when a car in the lane next to me drives by and the driver does a slow motion head nod.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The next time you are with me, have me tell this story in person because me acting out said head nod is a bajillion times better.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Bewildered, I begin going through numerous reasons as to why the heck he's nodding at me. My outfit? The way I just turned around the corner? Trying to discourage me from texting at stoplights?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It seems my questions would be answered at the next stop light. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I stop, naturally, when Stranger Man pulls up in the lane next to me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"You're a natural."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Pardon?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"On your scooter. You're a natural."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh, thanks!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">A sincere compliment? Or an attempt to hit on me?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Yeah, you should get a real bike."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Hmmm okay, trying to find mutual interests. Hitting on me?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh... I don't think my dad would let me."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh, c'mon."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Yeah, he calls them murder cycles."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"They're actually a lot safer, because they have more pipes you can hear them better."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh that's my number one pet peeve! I mean, I'm driving a scooter, not an invisibility cloak!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">*light turns green*</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Well, see ya! Bye!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Conclusion: People definitely talk to me more on my scooter versus my car or my bike. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Not that I'm complaining. :)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-size: xx-small;">Because life's too short</span></h4>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-22685555836511529482012-07-08T13:20:00.004-06:002012-07-08T17:54:58.858-06:00Why I can't stop smiling<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I wouldn't necessarily call it depression.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Rather, it was the absence of happyness. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I feel like there are so many who had their turning point in high school. The point when they truly are converted to the gospel of Christ.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I am one of them.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">My <a href="http://amazingaubrey.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-was-really-depressing-sophmore.html" target="_blank">Sophomore</a> year was a great year and a <a href="http://amazingaubrey.blogspot.com/2011/06/forever.html" target="_blank">horrible</a> year for me. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">There was the period where after I got my braces off that I actually felt like something.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Someone.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Having a boyfriend only raised my self esteem and made me feel older, mature, and important.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">That of course came crashing down when we broke up.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Oh, the poor dear! A boy broke her heart!"</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">No folks, it was completely the other way around. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><b>I</b> broke up with <i>him</i>.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I feel petty, writing about breaking up with a boy but it honestly was one of the hardest things I've done.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">At the time, I had no idea why it had to be done. All I knew was that it hurt. It hurt a lot. And I sat on my tramp in my back yard, curled up in the fetal position crying. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">But this post isn't about some silly break up.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's about what happened after.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">You see, during the break up, something had happened. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Because of all of my time had been dedicated to him, there had been no time for Him.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Not just Him, but my friends as well.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I felt like an awkward outsider who didn't belong.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I still had friends, people still talked to me. I still laughed and smiled and interacted with others. But there was just this feeling of lonliness. As soon as I was home, I just felt like no one cared. No one would care if I didn't go to school. Sure, they were nice when I was there, but would it really make a difference to them if I wasn't there?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I was there, on my bed every evening crying. Wondering why Heavenly Father would do this to me. I thought a lot. I asked Heavenly Father and learned to be fully reliant on him.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I never had a moment where one person reached out to me and said, "Aubs, I care." Rather, it was the opposite. It was me sitting there in my room and saying,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Aubrey, right now you can go in two separate directions. You can sit here on your bed crying and feeling bad for yourself. Or, you can change.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">You can grow! You can take this experience, look it over, and <u>never</u> <u>go</u> <u>back</u>. You can make the choice each day to stay depressed and upset. Or, you can decide each and everyday to be happy. You can walk these halls feeling like crap, but still being happy because we <u>never</u> want to feel this way again."</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">So it happened.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And the funniest ting happened. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Thanks to Him, I have <u>never</u> gone back.</span></div>
<br />Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-1897679862524214302012-04-29T14:44:00.001-06:002012-04-29T14:44:28.739-06:00"He loves you too"There were a few quiet moments last night after I said my prayers last night.<br />
I was exhausted and found myself sitting on the floor after I had finished, not quite ready to close my eyes and say good-bye to the day.<br />
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There, during that small moment, I heard a voice, barely a whisper.<br />
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"He loves you too"</div>
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It was so profoundly simple. I hadn't asked for anything that night, rather quite the opposite.<br />
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I get into this mode of thinking very often. When I think about how I am so blessed, I often wonder <i>why</i>. Why do I have such wonderful friends and family? Why do I have so many earthly possessions? I think to myself, when I talk to Him and wonder to myself.<br />
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Perhaps I could not have quite so many people love me? I mean, I'd still keep some, but not ALL of them, so that way those people in the world who don't feel loved, can?<br />
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I think about the kids in Africa, or India, or any other third world country for that matter. How so many are abused, starved, and dying. Why are these poor children so underprivileged, when I have so much?<br />
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Then my sweet father will always remind me, "Aubs, you should only worry about those things you can control."<br />
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I used to get very frustrated with this. For me, it used to translate as, "Aubrey, there is nothing you can do, so you should just stop."<br />
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Ah, but how silly my young immature mind was. It took a couple years, but I finally realized what this meant.<br />
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Heavenly Father blesses me, with so many wonderful people and things. Well, what can I control? How I respond?<br />
Am I selfish and rude to my friends? Or can I be nice, and supportive?<br />
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Through this new mindset, I've opened my heart so very much. I feel such an overwhelming power of love wherever I am: at home, at school, at work. Because I put it there. Because I can control it.<br />
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I feel like these are rambling thoughts but hey, it's your own fault for deciding to read this in the first place. :)Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-1889721022032865012012-04-21T14:50:00.003-06:002012-04-21T14:50:56.619-06:00Give me a number, instead of a name<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The seed was planted on Sunday.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">The seed of my thoughts that I am about to share with you.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">During Young Women's, it appeared there. Immediately I took out my notebook and wrote this down:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Names.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">They are the number one identifier of a person.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Could you imagine what a world would be like without names?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Hey..... you."</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">How many would react, thinking you meant them?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">There is already such conformity in the world.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">So without a name, how would we be identified?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">How would we <u>want</u> to be identified?"</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And that seed has been germinating all week.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Until today, at the temple.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Have you ever had a guest speaker in a class, or something like that, and they identified you by your clothes? I feel like this happens all the time.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Yes.... uh, Red Shirt? Yes Red Shirt, can we get you to come up here?"</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">So in this hypothetical world my brain created, would we simply be identified by our appearance?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Yes, Brown Hair with the color melt and Denim Shirt?"</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ha. Right.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I think that names easily go unnoticed. At least, that's how I was in my sheltered elementary school.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Like, those instances that I might mention a friend and based on their name, my parents would automatically make assumptions.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Like, Henry Lee. I still remember that day my dad asked if he was Asian.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"What? No!" </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I was appalled, whatever gave him THAT idea?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Because in my white dominate school, "Lee" was just another name that didn't appeal to a certain race. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Appearance is too broad, so is it based on all the things you participate in?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"You know, she's the one that dances. And sings. And writes. And acts. And..."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Or, is by our personalities?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">"Haven't you seen her? The really loud one in the hallway. She's always yelling."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Again, I pose this question:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">How would you <u><b>want </b></u>to be identified?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">"Surely you've noticed. That beautiful daughter of God? She is always smiling."</span></div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-40365108572436729352012-04-07T10:41:00.019-06:002012-04-07T11:15:26.385-06:00Like Nelson, but with an S<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNi6ElvB-1vVpWbwxdRjcuCadkbr1GG0SK3_fvjpMFhED6Lg2y_54TOV2dz7Y_lv3nj0dIWRVvUc_ujvU2HnYSqSffE3Dwnz976L5vkcUXRhaJrgLIfd3BZi6gQTmNF7UMMy1C3RGRpxM/s1600/IMG_0094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNi6ElvB-1vVpWbwxdRjcuCadkbr1GG0SK3_fvjpMFhED6Lg2y_54TOV2dz7Y_lv3nj0dIWRVvUc_ujvU2HnYSqSffE3Dwnz976L5vkcUXRhaJrgLIfd3BZi6gQTmNF7UMMy1C3RGRpxM/s400/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5728708562278112194" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMa5P2BoAfm-ZUSusQnNo4h-8l-WWHu4VipzM_a2P7AfTwg8uTsewNDR4uJ69XGNDN3kpSjWqwbEKq2nyvU1DTXL_mek39l9YdeYZSnglxdSwB5LE7UupHRf2j5ZLNPIPshanpHJdtYU/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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I really, really don't want to die."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And then I went to get ready for the day.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My drive started out as normal. I shoveled the driveway. Pushed play on my iPod. Backed out of the driveway and turned right at Will's.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">As I drove up the Canyon I tapped on my steering wheel excited at the prospect of a wonderful ski day.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And then something happened.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">No matter how much you plan your life, no matter how many expectations you have, they will ALWAYS change.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My car swerved into the right lane. (miracle number one) No car was there and I was safe.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I slammed the brakes then turned the steering wheel to the left.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My car flipped a full 180 and slid to a stop in the middle of the two lanes. (miracle number two) Two cars, who were behind me, must've seen me swerve because they were going slower and managed to go around me. They both slowed down and pulled over to see if I was okay.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My car had stopped right where there was a break in the wall. I was able to simple turn into the break instead of having to do a 7-point turn in the middle of the road. (miracle number three) </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I began driving. The car that pulled over drove by me to make sure I was okay. I waved and smiled to show that I was. God always sends me angels. (miracle number four)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was then that I burst into tears. I felt an overwhelming amount of emotions and the appropriate way to express how I felt seemed to be simply to cry. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"What if..." crossed my mind plenty of times. But I was able to quickly push all these thoughts out.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Because then I thought of Him.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Yes, hundreds of what if's could have happened today. I could have been paralyzed, died, or crashed into oncoming traffic.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The point is, none of this happened.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Because He listens to me. My prayer was simple and honestly, not very well thought of this morning. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But He still cared. He cared enough to keep me safe.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">As I drove I tried to think of ways to thank him. Again an overwhelming amount of emotions flowed inside of me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This time, however, love.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Love for my family and friends who care and love me so much. Love for my Savior. Who gave his life for me, and helps my life each and everyday.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Eventually, after some deep breathes, I was able to spit out the only thing that came to my mind.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;">"Heavenly Father, thank-you"</span></div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-42331029715378931152012-02-25T11:16:00.002-07:002012-02-25T11:23:46.815-07:00Did you know?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">The Bread song. :) <a href="http://amazingaubrey.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-in-name.html">I love my name</a></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">2. FAVORITE MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Boyfriend.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">I'm perfectly satisfied with my handwriting. It looks like a five year old boy wrote it with this broken arm, but at least I can read it, eh?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Heavens. If you would have asked me 3 years ago, I would have said turkey. But after Gandy's.... I've been scarred.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">I do in fact have a goat. Little nuggets? No grazi :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Depends, would I also enjoy moustaches and sporadic dancing?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Me? A sarcastic sassafrass? Tell me, where did you get THAT idea?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Indeed. Although, a few false alarms with their removal.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">HOWL YES. It's easily in the top twenty life ambitions. Right after choreographer for the Newsies sequel, writer for Veggie Tales, and marriage.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">The following are in order of the favs: Resses. Lucky Charms. Cookie Crisp. Captain Crunch. Unless frozen yogurt is involved. Then Captain Crunch is automatically number one.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">When wearing shoes with laces? But the only ones I lace up are the Chucks.... so yes?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Though my biceps have significantly increased in size thanks to carrying bread dough, I am indeed a weakling.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Fetch this is the worst question. If it's like between chocolate or vanilla, it's vanilla each time. BUT if we're saying ANY flavor, probably mint cookies and cream. It's real, I've had it only twice and dream for the day I may have more.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Face. Are they smiling? Are they looking up? Did they just wink at me? ya know, the usual.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">15. RED OR PINK?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Red. Hands Down.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Left Pinky Nail.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?</div><div class="MsoNormal">A plethora. Jason? Miss Bee and her child? Santiy?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">18. WHAT IS THE PAUL MCKENNA TECHNIQUE THAT YOU NEED TO WORK ON THE MOST?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">who???</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">19. WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Bare foot. And proud :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Fondue :) and a big ol' bowl of marshmallows</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">"Stand By Me" -Ben E. King</div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; border-collapse: separate; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Rainbow? :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">23. FAVORITE SMELLS?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Old Spice, Rain, Fresh baked cookies on Friday :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Let's go find the phone and check, shall we?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Future President of the United States. NBD.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">25. MOUNTAIN HIDEAWAY OR BEACH HOUSE?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Since I live in the mountains.... Probably a Beach House</div><div class="MsoNormal">26. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH?</div><div class="MsoNormal">Diving? Nerdy, but seriously, takes skills. That kill.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">27. HAIR COLOR?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Brown, with blonde on the ends :) thanks red dye</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">28. EYE COLOR?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Brown. Shall we use artsy things that people refer to them as?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">"Brown like cinnamon in the fall" "Like deep pools of chocolate I get lost in."</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Real life, peeps</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?</div></span><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" size="13px" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; ">No, only Snelson who doesn't need corrective eye wear or surgery. And proud, son!</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; border-collapse: separate; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">30. FAVORITE FOOD?</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; border-collapse: separate; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">This question mostly stinks.... one? can't pick</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">I LOVE scary movies :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">....Finding Neverland?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">A purple sweater. Made of clouds and happyness, I swear</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">34. SUMMER OR WINTER?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Both? I love them both :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">35. HUGS OR KISSES?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Hugs. MMMM I LOVE hugs :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">36. FAVORITE DESSERT?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Crepes :) with Nutella, whipped cream, and strawberries.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">37. STRENGTH TRAINING OR CARDIO?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Cardiio. My heart is mostly a beast now</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">38. COMPUTER OR TELEVISION?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">The television is on the computer... sewwww computadora</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Great Gatsby. I need a "junk food" book. And fast.</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Dr. McKee</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">42. FAVORITE SOUND?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Rain, delicious tenor and basses. MMMM</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Is that even a question?</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Europia, probs</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">My grilled cheese abilities. Show up on my porch and I'll grill you up a mean cheese toasty</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">UVRMC :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">47. WHERE ARE YOU LIVING NOW?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Provo, UT. 18 years and counting</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">48. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR HOUSE?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">Brick? Haha :)</div><div class="MsoNormal" face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif">49. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR CAR?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">White</div><div class="MsoNormal">50. DO YOU LIKE ANSWERING 50 QUESTIONS?<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Sure....?</div></span></span></span></div></div>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1883641460192034377.post-51792074587844724072012-02-15T08:34:00.001-07:002012-02-15T08:36:25.226-07:00Practically grown up<div>"Okay Aubs, we're going to be gone for a couple of days. Can you take care of yourself?"</div><div style="text-align: right;">"Yeah Mom, don't worry about a thing. I have a schedule and a meal plan all worked out?"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"A meal plan?"</div><div style="text-align: right;">"Yup, breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It'll be a breeze."</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtGbZ9mpAiHb7mkAghoYX704kpg6HrZgB0Rte494urNU4AFPfQ90rJsq0FKASJiy0XU1F3ZJ41yVDxmxIcC29FAQ0fhXYpMS8QdeY6bkkCc7lDEZjLkbhlV1IeLlQTfa33F74PJ204UQ/s1600/Photo+on+2012-02-15+at+08.33+%25233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtGbZ9mpAiHb7mkAghoYX704kpg6HrZgB0Rte494urNU4AFPfQ90rJsq0FKASJiy0XU1F3ZJ41yVDxmxIcC29FAQ0fhXYpMS8QdeY6bkkCc7lDEZjLkbhlV1IeLlQTfa33F74PJ204UQ/s400/Photo+on+2012-02-15+at+08.33+%25233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709386423913468002" /></a>Aubrey Noellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009403554280174380noreply@blogger.com1