<?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-2759230608981957494</id><updated>2011-11-07T00:54:45.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Serna's</title><subtitle type='html'>Life with Joe, Heather and Melody</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2425560333235800524</id><published>2011-06-14T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:42:08.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Budgeting!</title><content type='html'>Budget! Budget! Budget! AH! Where do I begin?!?! I am so confused about this whole envelope system. I know it can't be that hard, but I just can't seem to grasp it. Do we set our envelopes up for the entire month, or can we do it weekly, because Joe and I get paid opposite weeks (so we basically get paid every week). How do we know how much to put in our envelopes?  I have so many questions!!!! I think I need to call in a pro!!! Granny &amp; Papa here I come!!! Lol I have GOT to figure this out somehow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2425560333235800524?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2425560333235800524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2425560333235800524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2425560333235800524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2425560333235800524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/budgeting.html' title='Budgeting!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-6391795290024307051</id><published>2011-06-12T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:00:46.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$$MONEY$$</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had a very awesome service at church. Lots of praise and worship, along with a lesson on Christian Stewardship. Basically a money managing course. It's all got me thinking, where IS our money going? Majority of our money goes to bills, then food, then necessities. But where does all that "unclaimed" money go to? I hope to be able to set up a meeting with the preacher, but it seems we have a conflict of schedules due to work, so I'm not sure what we're going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to set up a budget, and have been "attempting" to for quite some time now. But it never seems to happen. I bought the Dave Ramsey 'Total Money Makeover' CD and Books, but I still don't fully understand it. Joe doesn't have a set income, and I'm not sure what mine is yet due to starting a new job recently. So I am totally clueless about the whole Envelope System. I really REALLY want to start it, but have no idea what to do. Any suggestions? I'm open to just about anything. I really want to take a Dave Ramsey Class but they're kind of pricey and not very many in this area. So thoughts and ideas are welcome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-6391795290024307051?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6391795290024307051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=6391795290024307051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6391795290024307051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6391795290024307051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2011/06/money.html' title='$$MONEY$$'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5944951030940262051</id><published>2011-02-22T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:23:52.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Suprises!</title><content type='html'>So this last Sunday night I decided to take out Melody's potty chair, and see how she reacted to it. I wasn't really expecting much, but I set it up in her bathroom anyways. I took her diaper off and sat her on the potty chair, and introduced her to the potty and all the fun noises it makes. She didn't do much, just kinda checked it out. So we put her diaper back on, and went about our night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday comes around, and we run errands all day. When we got home I decided to have Melody sit on the potty again and try to go. SHE WENT!!! She totally amazed me. Not only did she go once that night, but three times. She loves the noises it makes after she goes potty. She went this morning when she woke up, and again this afternoon when I got home from work. I know she is only 12 months and 1 1/2 weeks old, but if she goes then I am all for it!!! She doesn't tell me when she has to go or anything, but I try to take her every 15 - 20 minutes or after she has eaten or drank something. She does say potty after she goes, along with clapping and saying "YAY" with me. I'm super excited, and proud of her. Too bad I just bought a box of 108 diapers! lol I am one excited mommy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5944951030940262051?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5944951030940262051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5944951030940262051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5944951030940262051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5944951030940262051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2011/02/full-of-suprises.html' title='Full of Suprises!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7115324875121553514</id><published>2011-01-19T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:33:29.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking</title><content type='html'>You ever feel like you want to just run away? Not forever or even a long period of time, just for a day, or even and hour or two. Lately I have been feeling like that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The other night I just had to get out, I asked Joe to put Melody to sleep, and I took off. I didn't go far, just to target for an hour or so, then I just drove for a little while. I have come to a point in life where I really appreciate alone time. I never thought that would happen. I mean, I was pretty much alone my teenage years. Not that I'm feeling sorry for myself or anything, I had friends and family that came around, but for the most part I was alone. I hated going anywhere by myself, I would call friends just to go get gas with me. It's like I had to have people around me as often as I could. Now it's almost the opposite. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with family and friends, but I really cherish my "Me time" now. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I wish I had my friends from high school back. Yes, I have friends now, but once your married you separate from those who are in different stages of life than you. I have no close friends to call in the middle of the night just to ask if they want to go on a drive with me anymore. Yes, I know your spouse is supposed to be your best friend, and your supposed to be able to tell them anything, yada, yada, yada. Really? I love my husband to death, but talking to him isn't the same as talking to a girlfriend. It's just not. Sometimes you need someone outside of the relationship to talk to. I talk to my family alot, but come one! They're my family. We all get tired of each other. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess I just wish some people didn't change, or outgrow others. I don't know, guess I'm in kind of a tough spot in life right now. I guess I just need to suck it up, and ride it out. Same ol' same ol'. Nothing else I can really do at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7115324875121553514?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7115324875121553514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7115324875121553514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7115324875121553514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7115324875121553514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3353443239411253336</id><published>2010-12-18T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:20:08.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>These blogs are supposed to be for rantings, ravings, random thoughts, and such..... right? Well here it goes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know it's been a LONG while since I have been on here. It seems to be a fad that faded quick. Facebook is the new thing, it's so much faster and easier to say what's on your mind, but every now and then I like to come to my blog and add a thing or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lately it seems like alot is going on. I feel overwhelmed most of the time, like I'm the only one holding everything together. I know that's self-centered, and I'm not the only one, but it really seems to feel that way. Like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders. Like Melody for instance.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I love my daughter to pieces, and nothing will ever change that, but no one told me parenting was so tough. She is a very easy child, compared to some that I have a work. But boy does she have a mind of her own. She is very persistent with the things she does, and she picks up on things very quickly. She knows how to turn lights on and off, she points at EVERYTHING, she says "Bye-Bye", "Daddy", and "Mommy". Along with a few other things we aren't quite sure of. lol But she really knows how to push ones buttons. I think one of the hardest parts of parenting for me is disciplining. I hate giving Melody spankings, but sometimes she needs them. I do not want a brat who doesn't listen and creates havoc all over the place. Nor do I want a child who is afraid to breath for fear of getting yelled at. How do you draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another thing that seems to add to the stress is work. Why couldn't I be one of those lucky few mothers that don't have to work to get by? I wish I could be a stay at home mom, and spend all day with Melody instead of other people's children. I hate dropping her off every morning, and see her sad that I have to leave. Sometimes life just isn't fair. I think I need to play the lotto or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why does life have to come at us so quickly and violently? Why can't it come in a slow, smooth motion? Why do we have to stress over everything? Why can't things happen the way we want them to? I guess life is full of "Why's" and "What ifs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just a little piece of what's on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3353443239411253336?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3353443239411253336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3353443239411253336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3353443239411253336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3353443239411253336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2010/12/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1647098248436281028</id><published>2010-04-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:15:47.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe I haven't posted anything on here in so long. A lot has happened. We had the most beautiful little girl on February 12, 2010. Melody Rae Serna. She is so precious. She will be 2 months old on Friday. Time has flown by way too fast. Mel just keeps growing, before we know it she is going to be graduating from high school. It's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm really excited, I just bought the Dave Ramsey book, The Total Money Makeover, and the workbook. I am just waiting for it to arrive in the mail. I can't wait to get started on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my very short post in about 7 months. I can't write too much, might give some people heart attacks. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1647098248436281028?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1647098248436281028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1647098248436281028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1647098248436281028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1647098248436281028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2010/04/been-long-time.html' title='Been a long time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7159260203184777604</id><published>2009-09-29T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:24:18.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a definite!</title><content type='html'>So I had another sonogram today. Apparently the doctor who did it last time didn't get all the measurements needed so they had to reschedule me. Today's appointment was awesome. The doctor actually knew what he was doing so instead of being in the room for 45 min before my mom n grandma could come in, it was only about 10 min. He was a super good doctor. And plus he gave me three new pics and let us hear the heartbeat. It was wonderful! Sad though because Joe couldn't get off of work. But here are the new pics we got today! I finally got my gender pic so I can show everyone that it really is a girl! lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWytg5cOI/AAAAAAAACRI/oYwiYZ5ays4/s1600-h/Melody+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWytg5cOI/AAAAAAAACRI/oYwiYZ5ays4/s320/Melody+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387033902243737826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWyPxwKCI/AAAAAAAACRA/XG9KtZ9F3Bg/s1600-h/Melody+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWyPxwKCI/AAAAAAAACRA/XG9KtZ9F3Bg/s320/Melody+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387033894261368866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWxi62_cI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rE1Fgs5vAmg/s1600-h/Melody+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWxi62_cI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rE1Fgs5vAmg/s320/Melody+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387033882219969986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7159260203184777604?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7159260203184777604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7159260203184777604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7159260203184777604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7159260203184777604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-definite.html' title='It&apos;s a definite!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SsKWytg5cOI/AAAAAAAACRI/oYwiYZ5ays4/s72-c/Melody+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-9134274220581995612</id><published>2009-09-03T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:40:00.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are having...............</title><content type='html'>So we went to the doctor today for the ultrasound. It took forever! The lady who was supposed to be taking all the measurements had no idea what she was doing. Poor Joe and my mom were getting worried because it took like 45 min for them to get all the measurements n stuff before they would let Joe n my mom in the room. But anyways, the screen wasn't as clear as the doctor would have liked, but he did show us the baby's lil butt and that there was nothing between the legs. lol So ladies and gentlemen it looks like we are going to be having a GIRL!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-9134274220581995612?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/9134274220581995612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=9134274220581995612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/9134274220581995612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/9134274220581995612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-are-having.html' title='We are having...............'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5737479041125923609</id><published>2009-09-01T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:12:57.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I didn't post my last ultrasound pics. I thought I had. Well it's a little late but here they are. We find out Thursday what we are having. I'm really nervous, but will be happy with the outcome as long as it's a girl. lol jk I will be happy either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/Sp3GXt_zpSI/AAAAAAAACQo/wWZVvwTUJCc/s1600-h/my+baby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/Sp3GXt_zpSI/AAAAAAAACQo/wWZVvwTUJCc/s320/my+baby+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671640936752418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/Sp3GXBxqpRI/AAAAAAAACQg/Ri4ETANo2w0/s1600-h/my+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/Sp3GXBxqpRI/AAAAAAAACQg/Ri4ETANo2w0/s320/my+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671629066282258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5737479041125923609?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5737479041125923609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5737479041125923609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5737479041125923609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5737479041125923609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/09/oops.html' title='OOPS!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/Sp3GXt_zpSI/AAAAAAAACQo/wWZVvwTUJCc/s72-c/my+baby+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-8650535671264568892</id><published>2009-07-16T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:39:56.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMMED!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so bummed! Alicia Mills text me on the 4th of July saying she had gotten engaged. So exciting! :) Then she called me last night to catch up on things. How am I doing, how is she doing, how did paul propose.............all that good stuff. And then while we were talking, in between her dad yelling n asking questions about how I am, she asked me to be in her wedding! I was so excited n said of course. When is the wedding??? Then she said.......Feb 13! Well that put a damper on things for us. :( My due date is Feb 15 so I can't be in the wedding. My luck I would go into labor during the ceremony. "Does anyone object?" And there I go running and screaming out the door in labor! Lol What a picture that would be. So anyways, I told her I couldn't be in it but I would definitely do my very best to be there. And I told her I would help with anything I could. That's the best I could do. I'm really bummed about not being in the wedding. She's hoping I have the baby before so she can see it. That would be awesome. Well that's the latest news in my life, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-8650535671264568892?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8650535671264568892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=8650535671264568892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8650535671264568892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8650535671264568892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/07/bummed.html' title='BUMMED!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-65506983807211430</id><published>2009-07-09T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:06:25.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nubbly One</title><content type='html'>So I'm sure everyone has heard by now that Joe and I are expecting. My due date is Feb 15, which should be interesting because Blake was born on Feb 17. Also, my cousin Vanessa is due around Feb 2. So Feb is going to be on crazy month for us. But should definitely be full of excitement. Any who, here is a picture from our first ultrasound. The baby is so tiny! No hands or anything yet, just little nubblys. It's so cute! :) We are so excited. It was so cute watching Joe's face light up into a HUGE smile when the baby came on the screen. I will always remember that moment. One of the best! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SlbMPF7ye9I/AAAAAAAACOM/_3zcRjCOzeE/s1600-h/nubbly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SlbMPF7ye9I/AAAAAAAACOM/_3zcRjCOzeE/s320/nubbly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356693366466837458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-65506983807211430?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/65506983807211430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=65506983807211430&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/65506983807211430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/65506983807211430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/07/nubbly-one.html' title='The Nubbly One'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SlbMPF7ye9I/AAAAAAAACOM/_3zcRjCOzeE/s72-c/nubbly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7671277695356375948</id><published>2009-06-15T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:44:22.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone!</title><content type='html'>So I finally got a new phone. What better time to try it out than while I'm at work? Lol So it's a pretty boring and slow day thus far. I'm just sitting here talking to guests and my co-worker ramond about the Laker's Riots or something like that. Well I have to go do my inventory. I'm off. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7671277695356375948?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7671277695356375948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7671277695356375948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7671277695356375948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7671277695356375948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-phone.html' title='New phone!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-457819170695563524</id><published>2009-05-19T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:57:49.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is doing great things!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been looking for a job. So last week I text Ariana in a fit of frustration saying, "I NEED A JOB!!!" So she said that she might be able to get me one at Hampton Inn in Norco. Later that night she told me to call the manager at the hotel, who happened to be her friend. I called and he asked me a few question and asked if I could go in on Thursday for a trial run, but I had a final n wouldn't be able to make it. So he said to call him back on Thursday evening. When I did he told me to go in on Friday for an interview. I went in, and talked to him for a little while then he said he wanted me to meet the his boss the main manager. Right when I walked into the office the main manager says, "You look Pentecostal!" I said "I am." He says "Me too." So my whole interview with him was about whose church I went to and all that. Turns out he is the assistant pastor at Bro. Flowers church. Then they told me that they needed to talk and they would get back to me about the job. I got a call yesterday afternoon from Adam, the manager (Ariana's friend) and he asked if I could go in this morning for a second interview and to show me around. I arrived at 5am this morning and was put right to work. Needless to say it was a long learning day for me. BUT....... I GOT THE JOB!!! God has his hand on us and knows how everything is going to work out and the perfect timing for it all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-457819170695563524?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/457819170695563524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=457819170695563524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/457819170695563524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/457819170695563524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-is-doing-great-things.html' title='God is doing great things!!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-4463266782309597730</id><published>2009-05-14T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:29:05.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Relief</title><content type='html'>So today I finished my English 102 class!! The final seemed to be pretty easy. I guess I'll find out when grades are posted. I also got all my paper work done at the DMV to finally get my named changed on my driver's license. The only places I have left to change is my bank account and school stuff!!! Then it's done!!! Can't wait! And Erica is coming over in a little while to see Beth and the Baby!!! That's my update for now! I'm gonna go eat I'm hungry!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-4463266782309597730?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4463266782309597730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=4463266782309597730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4463266782309597730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4463266782309597730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/05/major-relief.html' title='Major Relief'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2533870845419796698</id><published>2009-05-14T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:26:42.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I have a Shoe Fetish!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SgxiKpAlwMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/en6KDkbnglo/s1600-h/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SgxiKpAlwMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/en6KDkbnglo/s320/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335747593473736898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SgxiKkyCoUI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-cxwABOwkM4/s1600-h/IMG_0564+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SgxiKkyCoUI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-cxwABOwkM4/s320/IMG_0564+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335747592338972994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2533870845419796698?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2533870845419796698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2533870845419796698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2533870845419796698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2533870845419796698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-have-shoe-fetish.html' title='So I have a Shoe Fetish!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SgxiKpAlwMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/en6KDkbnglo/s72-c/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-4505665091260939680</id><published>2009-04-15T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:13:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Name!!!!</title><content type='html'>So since I am no longer Heather Dorrance I am going to be changing the address of my blog to www.heatherserna.blogspot.com. I will be doing this in the beginning of May. So yea.......Married life is wonderful!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-4505665091260939680?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4505665091260939680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=4505665091260939680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4505665091260939680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4505665091260939680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-name.html' title='New Name!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5179340596319515613</id><published>2009-03-23T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:20:45.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that in 12 days I will be married. According to Ariana and a few others that means I am going to be old! How great that makes me feel! lol But I am so ready for all of this planning, stressing, and getting everything done to be over! Things have really come together, and I am very glad. Sis. Marxer has been a MAJOR blessing with doing all the alterations to our dresses. She is amazing. I love how so many people want to help. Sis. Estrada has offered to take charge of the kitchen, and several of the boys are going to help with clean up. And of course Holly Garrett is coordinating the wedding and helping me get it all together. And Katie Booker is doing the reception. I'm so thankful for them, and especially my parents n family. They have been awesome about helping get everything done. I love our family and our church family! They are all so wonderful! Thank you everyone for everything!!! Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5179340596319515613?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5179340596319515613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5179340596319515613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5179340596319515613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5179340596319515613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7726920069276301441</id><published>2009-03-06T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:55:36.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents Happen</title><content type='html'>So, my mom and I took Anthony with us for the evening on Tuesday so Maxine could get some rest. Poor girl is extremely sick. So me, my mom, and Anthony head to Walmart to get some stuff for the Bridal Shower. We're standing in the craft aisle, and I feel something dripping on my feet. I look around and see nothing, and it's still dripping. So I ask Anthony, "Did you Pee?" and He very calmly says "No". I'm still looking around trying to find where this unknown liquid is coming from. So I ask him again if he peed, and he still says No. So I lift him up and ask my mom to see if he's wet. Sure enough, the little booger peed right through his diaper, and pants on the cart and onto my feet. It was pretty gross. So we quickly finished up our shopping and left. Lucky for us Maxine sent us extra clothes for him. So we got him changed and cleaned, and my feet washed. Walmart is just full of memories. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7726920069276301441?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7726920069276301441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7726920069276301441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7726920069276301441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7726920069276301441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/03/accidents-happen.html' title='Accidents Happen'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2367314538922927175</id><published>2009-02-21T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:30:54.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SaDG37V7PmI/AAAAAAAABt0/hB7w_vQ59Uw/s1600-h/0220090931%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SaDG37V7PmI/AAAAAAAABt0/hB7w_vQ59Uw/s320/0220090931%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305459025167203938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew Blake Jeremy Garcia has arrived!! He was born on Tuesday February 17, 2009 at 12:49am. We weighed 9lbs and was 22" long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2367314538922927175?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2367314538922927175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2367314538922927175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2367314538922927175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2367314538922927175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/02/blake.html' title='Blake'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SaDG37V7PmI/AAAAAAAABt0/hB7w_vQ59Uw/s72-c/0220090931%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-8704769574931797807</id><published>2009-02-10T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:19:48.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to our newest addition.............</title><content type='html'>Sorry to say Beth has NOT had the baby yet. But Joe and I have added a new member to our family. Say hello to Abby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5301444471089736641%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a one year old English Bulldog. She weighs around 70lbs. She is a monster!! She slobbers nonstop and she is always snorting, she reminds me of a pig. And she snores loud! But it's what Joe wanted. And he's happy so that's all that matters! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-8704769574931797807?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8704769574931797807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=8704769574931797807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8704769574931797807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8704769574931797807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/02/say-hello-to-our-newest-addition.html' title='Say hello to our newest addition.............'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7981476165713146044</id><published>2009-02-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:43:23.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>US!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYlGx9Wv1MI/AAAAAAAABkE/Uf41nPWE7g8/s1600-h/100_2352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYlGx9Wv1MI/AAAAAAAABkE/Uf41nPWE7g8/s320/100_2352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298844260675605698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us on Saturday before we went to Ripley's Believe it or Not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7981476165713146044?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7981476165713146044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7981476165713146044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7981476165713146044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7981476165713146044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/02/us.html' title='US!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYlGx9Wv1MI/AAAAAAAABkE/Uf41nPWE7g8/s72-c/100_2352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1870823090701000977</id><published>2009-01-30T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:24:05.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beth's Blog</title><content type='html'>When you get a chance check out Beth's Blog. It's on my site list -----&gt; I'm in charge of updating it now. I'm going to try to update it once a week once the baby gets here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1870823090701000977?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1870823090701000977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1870823090701000977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1870823090701000977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1870823090701000977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/beths-blogw.html' title='Beth&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-4678997462468635265</id><published>2009-01-29T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:16:34.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little things, BIG expenses!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I had an appointment today with Dr. Kan, an implantologist. He looked at my teeth and said everything was looking good, and that he wanted to set up another appointment to do some more impressions to prepare for the crown that they have to put on the implant. So that wasn't too bad, but they he went out and talked to my mom about how much it's going to cost. I'm glad she was sitting down. The grand total for my crown that's going in the gap I have is going to cost.......you ready for this??? The total is......&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;$3,591.00&lt;/span&gt;! Yes, Three thousand Five hundred and ninety-one dollars. How insane is that! I mean for ONE little tooth!!!! That's about half the cost of my wedding!!!!!! I probably have the most expensive mouth, I should be in Guiness World Records! So that is another stress added to my life! Pray for me, I think I'm losing my mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-4678997462468635265?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4678997462468635265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=4678997462468635265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4678997462468635265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4678997462468635265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-things-big-expenses.html' title='Little things, BIG expenses!!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1860174170747674949</id><published>2009-01-25T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:46:15.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>So early this morning my mom, Scooter, Joe and I all drove to the Anaheim Convention Center for a wholesalers craft convention called CHA. It was interesting. We walked and walked for miles and miles. We saw just about every craft possible to make and sell. Some were interesting and some were just dumb. I think the dumbest thing was the Paris Hilton booth, and YES, she was there and we got to see her in person. I was determined, lol. I made Joe go with me to fight the crowds so I could say I saw her. lol And we got to see several Star Wars characters. Some company was promoting their new stickers and paper so they hired people to dress up in Star Wars costumes and walk around. And Joe and I got these headband things with hair on them, pretty interesting stuff. I got pictures of all of it but Paris Hilton, there was such a big crowd and people were getting crazy so we didn't stay to fight to take pictures. And that was our day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5295422565377691281%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1860174170747674949?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1860174170747674949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1860174170747674949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1860174170747674949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1860174170747674949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5316391987097609596</id><published>2009-01-20T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:59:02.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Day</title><content type='html'>So, today has been an awesome day. It started off rather stressful, but turned into a great day. We finally found a miniature groom. One of my friends has twin sons, so she said she'll have one of them be in it. Zachary is the one who is more outgoing so she said he would do it. Come to find out he doesn't want to walk with a GIRL, so lil Louie, the shy one, said he wanted to walk with a girl! So that is still taken care of thank God. More good news............. I GOT MY BRACES OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And that is my day so far, tonight family is coming over for dan's birthday. I'm off to help clean house!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5316391987097609596?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5316391987097609596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5316391987097609596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5316391987097609596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5316391987097609596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/wonderful-day.html' title='Wonderful Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-757664941511445277</id><published>2009-01-19T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:44:28.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>OK so I have come across yet ANOTHER problem! Our miniature groom is unable to be the miniature groom anymore. So now I'm totally stressing, I need a little Mexican boy who is 4-6 years old. I am stuck and have no idea what to do. And I had a late dress buyer for one of my flower girls, which they told me they had already bought it (it was supposed to be done by the 10th of January) so I had to fight with the lady from David's bridal over the phone and finally got a different dress (which they are supposedly ordering on Thursday) The lady from David's Bridal is supposed to call me and let me know when they order it. It's been one hectic day. OH, and I have learned how to drive stick!!! It's still jerky but I don't stall out as much!!! :)And we ordered the wedding cake today. Another thing done. So if any of you have ideas from mini groom let me know. But tuxedos aren't cheap, even for little people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be gray by the time the wedding comes around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-757664941511445277?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/757664941511445277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=757664941511445277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/757664941511445277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/757664941511445277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/help.html' title='HELP!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5944633568155670635</id><published>2009-01-17T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:34:08.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" name="flashplayer" src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/countdown/swf/wedding2.swf?then_year=2009&amp;then_month=3&amp;then_day=4&amp;eventt=My+wedding" quality="high" width="260" height="300" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="samedomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/countdown/" target="new"&gt;Countdown Clocks&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/countdown/wedding/" target="new"&gt;Wedding Countdowns&lt;/a&gt; at WishAFriend.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5944633568155670635?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5944633568155670635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5944633568155670635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5944633568155670635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5944633568155670635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/official-countdown.html' title='Official Countdown'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5222455767652816752</id><published>2009-01-16T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:26:47.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting.......</title><content type='html'>So we're here sitting in the living room. Beth keeps having sharp pains that come and go. She is trying to decide on whether or not she needs to go to the hospital. I wish this kid would just hurry up and come out. She would have contractions before, but the doctors would always give her a shot because it was too early. Now that she is able to have the kid she's not having constant contractions. I wish this kid would just make up his mind already. We're all super antsy n just want it to happen already. So pray it happens soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5222455767652816752?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5222455767652816752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5222455767652816752&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5222455767652816752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5222455767652816752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting.html' title='Waiting.......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2591698715697543766</id><published>2009-01-15T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:32:23.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80 days to go</title><content type='html'>If I counted correctly, I have 80 days until my wedding. How scary is that?!? things are slowly but surely falling into place. I can't wait til this is over. It has me so stressed out. Luckily everyone has been EXTREMELY helpful. Jeremy has become my personal assistant in making sure everything gets taken care of. Beth helps where she can, but with this THING growing inside her it's hard! lol We're hoping that she will go into labor within the next few days, and we have a baby before the baby shower. I can't wait to meet the little monster. Katie has been exceptionally helpful to me. She is going to coordinate the reception and she gives me all kinds of helpful advice. And we finally got Laura to agree to do the wedding pictures, I can't wait she does such an awesome job. Joe and I have been going crazy lately, or rather I have and the wonderful guy that he is just puts up with me. :) Well my nephew is running around the house crazily so I better go catch him. Just thought I would write a little since I haven't updated since LAST YEAR!!!! Terribly sorry!!! More to come....eventually! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2591698715697543766?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2591698715697543766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2591698715697543766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2591698715697543766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2591698715697543766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2009/01/80-days-to-go.html' title='80 days to go'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5281221335214812580</id><published>2008-12-25T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:19:01.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, this year has gone by so fast. It didn't even seem like Christmas to me. It's crazy how each year goes by faster and faster. But, this Christmas was the best one I have ever had, by far. I got to spend it with the love of my life Joe! :) Which was an awesome gift all in itself. I also got to spend time with all of my family. So on Christmas Eve, Joe and I went with my parents to my Granny n Papa's house for dinner, afterwards Joe and I went over to his parents house, in seperate cars of course, lol. We had a great time. We got to spend time with his family and open gits with them, and of course play video games with James. That was our Christmas Eve. So Christmas morning, Joe came over and me, him, my mom, and dan all opened our gifts for each other. It was awesome, I got alot of great things, and some cooking utensils I need to learn more about (refer to last post). Joe got me some great stuff too!!! He got me a long dressy jacket, a cute skirt, and a pair of heels!!!! :) So after we opened gifts with my parents we all went over to my granny and papa's again. We had an awesome Christmas breakfast, which Joe and I had to practically inhale because we had to be at my dad's by 10 and it was 9:30 when we started eating. Anyways, we went to my dad's and opened gifts with him, my older sister Annie, her other half Larry and their three kids, Samariah, Ethen and Sarai, and Beth and Jeremy of course. We had a great time. After my dad's house we all drove over to my Grandma Whittakers house and ate a really good lunch. We met my Aunt Wanda, Uncle Hector an dmy cousin Vanessa there. And finally,Joe and I went back to my house and chilled with my parents. We both knocked out on the couches til everyone got there. Beth, Jeremy, Maxine, Nick, Anthony, Granny, Papa, Mom, Dan, Joe and I all opened more gifts n just spent time together. And then later on Balti, Theresa and their crew came over. We all hade a really great time! I love my family and all my friends. This has been the very best Christmas ever!!!!!!!&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5284004071581599233%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5281221335214812580?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5281221335214812580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5281221335214812580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5281221335214812580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5281221335214812580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-8245322407515998611</id><published>2008-12-23T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:24:30.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston, We have a problem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVFkpBhPjRI/AAAAAAAABa0/SvjuOvOBGoc/s1600-h/smokey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVFkpBhPjRI/AAAAAAAABa0/SvjuOvOBGoc/s320/smokey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283114493827583250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just sitting here thinking, and then it hits me. I CAN'T COOK!!!! What am I going to do? I'm not one of those girls who can't cook and marrys a guy who is like a cooking pro. Nope not me, neither Joe or I can cook. So I think our only options are Top Ramon, Grilled Cheese, and Peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches. The only thing a really know how to make that's good is chicken enchiladas, and I can't really cook that every night. lol So now I'm thinking I better start practicing, or secretly hire a chef to cook. lol There are things that come out of boxes that I can cook but I have no idea how to make the real stuff lol. I can't even bbq. I need advice and support! Somebody help!!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-8245322407515998611?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8245322407515998611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=8245322407515998611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8245322407515998611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8245322407515998611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/12/houston-we-have-problem.html' title='Houston, We have a problem!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVFkpBhPjRI/AAAAAAAABa0/SvjuOvOBGoc/s72-c/smokey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3019777547381155116</id><published>2008-12-22T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:06:11.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVAOsz_o4QI/AAAAAAAABZ0/pnaYSt-uB9Y/s1600-h/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVAOsz_o4QI/AAAAAAAABZ0/pnaYSt-uB9Y/s320/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282738525939753218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our engagement pics this past Saturday. Laura did a terrific job she should really warn people about the work out she puts them through. lol It was a lot of fun tho. I'm glad she did it for us. I like this one it was definitely a candid shot of the two of us. You can check out the rest of them on Laura's site it's my top link. Give me your input!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3019777547381155116?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3019777547381155116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3019777547381155116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3019777547381155116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3019777547381155116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/12/engagement-pics.html' title='Engagement pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SVAOsz_o4QI/AAAAAAAABZ0/pnaYSt-uB9Y/s72-c/0142LdRngs2EdBrn+(Large).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-52705102103873886</id><published>2008-12-07T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:18:33.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day closer.......</title><content type='html'>A close to another day. It's a nice feeling knowing that a few things have been accomplished. OK, so that's an understatement, it's an AWESOME feeling! This afternoon, after the ladies luncheon and after Joe's seem to be never ending paintball game, we went to corona and talked to lady that is going to be making our cake. She is a very nice lady, and seems to be reliable. I only hope that everything IS what it seems with her. Anyways, we also got some more of our Christmas shopping done, another huge relief. So, we went to Bed Bath and Beyond to register. We told the lady about 300 guests so she said we had to register for double that. That's 600 things to register for!!!!! Let me tell you, NEVER EVER EVER wear high heeled boots to register in!!!! My poor feet feel like I have blisters on top of blisters!!! So needless to say we made it to exactly 300 on the register thingy! lol I'm gonna have to go online and finish registering. That way I can do it in the comfort of my own home in my slippers!!! Oh! And another relief for me today is one of my bridesmaids, the one who just found out yesterday, poor girl! Has already gone to the store and ordered her dress!!! She's like my favorite right now! lol JK But I am very happy she didn't wait! I hope the rest of the will do the same! Only time will tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-52705102103873886?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/52705102103873886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=52705102103873886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/52705102103873886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/52705102103873886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-day-closer.html' title='One day closer.......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-9111852101324833063</id><published>2008-12-04T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:20:14.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew.......</title><content type='html'>That planning a wedding could very possibly drive a person to insanity? I think I have just about hit that point. And of course you know me, I can never do anything the easy way. I had to go and have 1 matron of honor, 1 maid of honor, 6 bridesmaids, and 2 candle lighters. Yes, that adds up to a total of 10 girls. Plus, the 2 flower girls and miniature bride. *Sigh, now I see why Beth and Jeremy eloped! It's not THAT bad yet! lol On the brighter side I did get my dress today. Only cost $540ish, and that's including the dress, the jacket, the shoes, the veil, and the outrageously priced undergarments. We have our invites all picked out, we're gonna be ordering them after christmas. And we are going to go see the cake lady hopefully this weekend. I was so disappointed with Sis. Betty Martin said she already had a wedding that day. :( So that's that!! PRAY FOR ME!!!! I could end up in a mental hospital before this is all over! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-9111852101324833063?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/9111852101324833063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=9111852101324833063&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/9111852101324833063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/9111852101324833063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-knew.html' title='Who knew.......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-238314337335641522</id><published>2008-10-21T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:12:23.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!!!!</title><content type='html'>To all of you that don't know. I AM ENGAGED!!! My parents, Joe and I all went to Laguna Beach last night. We were walking around and Joe and I decided to go walk on the sand. I didn't think much of it since my moms foot is messed up and she couldn't walk in the sand. So Joe and I were walking and I looked over and saw three people that looked really familiar. I finally recognized them as Bro. and Sis. Serna and James. So I looked at Joe all confused, and then it hit me! He had this huge smile, and started kinda explaining. Then he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him!!!! It was so funny cuz my mom had missed the moment, lol so we had to redo it and Bro. Serna came running onto the beach to take pictures too. It was funny. So after that we went to this restaurant called El Callejon. So we had dinner and we all talked. It was awesome. Everyone is so happy and excited, but ESPECIALLY me n Joe. Oh yea, and he got be the coolest watch ever!!! It's LIME GREEEN!!! Oh, and he bought me a dog. So I'm prolly the only person that can say I got a lime green watch and a basset hound for my engagement!! I love it!!! :) So that's my news!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5259666911804335169%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-238314337335641522?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/238314337335641522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=238314337335641522&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/238314337335641522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/238314337335641522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-news.html' title='Good News!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5378193252037139228</id><published>2008-09-01T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:00:21.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil sore!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at family day we had a volleyball tournament. It was awesome. We had so much fun. I didn't notice until this afternoon that I had a bruise on my right hand from serving the ball. Well, tonight while we were playing my hand started swelling. So it's a nice redish color and pretty fat. lol I also got my foot crushed by Dan, and ran straight into James. It was a painful night. But it was so worth it. I had so much fun! Well I'm off to do homework now!!! To post again soon.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5378193252037139228?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5378193252037139228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5378193252037139228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5378193252037139228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5378193252037139228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/09/lil-sore.html' title='A lil sore!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2493209589632614641</id><published>2008-08-17T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:12:39.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.E.A.K.</title><content type='html'>I am finally home for a little more than a week. So, we just got back from PEAK. It was the best youth trip I have ever been on. It was nice flying in an air conditioned plane for a few hours rather than days on our hot bus. We stayed at the Embassy Suites, a very nice hotel. I shared a room with Sarrah, Laura, Claudia, Valerie, Chantel, and myself. It was an interesting group. We had so much fun. Great memories were made, from a middle of the night snack trip down to the lobby, to Sarrah's new outfit (the sheet aka Carmello's shirt). We has so much fun, but nothing made the trip more worth it than the services. Wednesday nights service was awesome, I have never seen or felt such an amazing and powerful moviement of God. I can't even explain it. It was impossible NOT to be touched by the spirit. Our whole group was greatly blessed the first night. We couldn't imagine how the services the rest of the week could be more powerful than the first, but the other two nights were far more powerful. These services made a major effect on me and have changed me. Nothing compared to Friday nights service though. It was the most amazing thing seeing our youth group unite as one and pray together. We were all so moved by the spirit. Whoever was unable to make it this year definitely needs to start saving now if need be, so they can go next year. It was a life changing event and wil be a major historical mark in the history of Pentecost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5235733775593926449%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2493209589632614641?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2493209589632614641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2493209589632614641&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2493209589632614641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2493209589632614641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/08/peak.html' title='P.E.A.K.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1801877128704819085</id><published>2008-07-31T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:49:28.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 17-24 Make up pics</title><content type='html'>So, I've totally slacked off on my blogging. So to make it up I'm posting the pics I've taken during the days that I've missed. We went to campbell soup factory, amish country, hershey chocolate factory, and many other places. So here ya go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5229348420330216017%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5229353572857692065%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1801877128704819085?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1801877128704819085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1801877128704819085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1801877128704819085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1801877128704819085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/days-17-24-make-up-pics.html' title='Days 17-24 Make up pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-8281976615044901918</id><published>2008-07-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:08:38.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 &amp;16 On the Farm</title><content type='html'>As you all know, from previous posts, my parents and I stayed two days with a Menonite family. That is the reason for my not posting in two days, they do not allow computers in their home. I'm not sure if I mentions that they lived on a Dairy Farm, but they do, and they run it. It was a very interesting experience. And a smelly one at that. But it was cool. They family we stayed with consisted of John and Melody, the parents, Wendy, their 16 year old daughter who is very sweet, Jordan their 13 year old son, and their two not-so-sweet sons, Morgan 11, and Denver 7. Wendy basically runs the farm and the house. She makes sure everything is going soomthly on the farm, which includes milking the cows, helping with new births, and yes I did get to see one, and so much more. The three oldest children work extremely hard, harder than some adults I know. They basically keep the dairy farm going with the help of their uncle and grandfather. Wendy also does all the cooking and baking for the family. Her mom owns a stamping company, which she makes all the stamps herself. It's very interesting. Their father makes wood sheds. Like the one my grandpa has in his back yard, if any of you have seen it. And he sells them at like $2,500. Which is very cheap. They are well built tho. It was quite an experience spending time on a farm. They also have a creek on their property. It is so peaceful there and at night it's full of really bright lightning bugs. It was wonderful. This family also has a huge house. I slept in the basement, on a fold-out bed. Super uncomfortable, but that's ok. One thing that freaked me out was the deer head that hangs on the wall that was right above my head. On the first night there, there was a huge thunder storm with lots of lightning and rain that lit up the entire basement, which is huge! I took lots of pictures so enjoy. Oh and we also went with them to feed the homeless, another interesting experience. So I am doing my community service work while I'm gone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5226599144513258641%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-8281976615044901918?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8281976615044901918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=8281976615044901918&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8281976615044901918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8281976615044901918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-15-on-farm.html' title='Day 15 &amp;16 On the Farm'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-4448557205440683555</id><published>2008-07-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:30:06.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 On The Road Again</title><content type='html'>So we are officially in Pennsylvania, and I have been gone for two weeks today so far. We left about 8 or so this morning and went to Dennys for breakfast. It was good except for one of the workers was mopping the floor with some very STRONG smelling bleach right next to our table. Not good while eating. Anyways, after we ate we went to the trucking yard thing where we left the trailer. We, or should I say Dan got the trailer hitched back up to the rig and we were on our way. I slept most of the morning, it was wonderful. Thats the only good thing about riding in here, I get to sleep all I want n no one gets mad. lol So after I was all rested up I read a book and played around on the computer, while texting a bunch of people. After a while we stopped at some trucking place with a foor court and ate at Burger King *BLAH* It was gross but I didn't wanna make my parents not eat for another hour cuz I didn't want that place. Needless to say I ate some gross chicken fries, about 6 of them, and gave up. Luckily I wasn't all that hungry in the first place. Yes I can be a picky eater. lol Anyways, I knocked out again, then played my computer some more. We stopped for the night and I put everything away thinking we were at the hotel. Guess again, we're sleeping in the rig tonight. :( So not cool. So here I am on the bottom bunk, which is about twin size, sharing it with my mom while dan is on the top bunk. I am so not looking forward to the snoring, I'm so glad that I charged my ipod so I can tune them out. I hope I get some sleep tonight. We shall see. So tomorrow we should get to these peoples house around noon or so. I will take lots of pictures there. It should be interesting. Well im going to try and get some sleep. G'nite all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-4448557205440683555?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4448557205440683555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=4448557205440683555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4448557205440683555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/4448557205440683555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-14-on-road-again.html' title='Day 14 On The Road Again'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2410577104505911670</id><published>2008-07-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:11:04.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be two weeks since I've been gone. Crazy, it's gone by fast. Today was a pretty kick back day for the most part. We got up n got ready and we went to IHOP for breakfast. Pretty good :). After we finished eating my mom n I walked over to target and browsed around we got a few things. We finally found MarioKart for the Wii. We have been looking everywhere for it. SO we finally bought it. I also found a really cute little cardigan, which I totally forgot to buy, I was having a major blonde moment. But anyways, we dropped our packages off at the rig and headed over to Shoe Carnival, who was having a MAJOR sidewalk sale. I was in heaven. I got three pair of shoes and spent a grand total of $15.05. I got some $2 jellys, which are really comfortable, and I got two pair of really cute heels for $6 each. A blue pair for me and a tan pair for Erica. They're super cute n comfy. There was some zebra shoes there that I wanted but they weren't on sale. :( Oh well, Next time. Then we went to Dress Barn and I got a really cute skirt to match a jacket I bought in Arkansas. N we went to several more stores. Lucky for me a shirt that my mom bought Jeremy was too small and we had to go back to Target and get a new one. SO I was able to get my Cardigan. YAY!! It's pink and super cute!!! Anyways, after Target we chilled at the hotel and I Packed up some of my stuff cuz we leave tomorrow. After a while we went to Panda Express then came back to the hotel. I finished getting my stuff packed, and then I figured out what classes I am going to take this fall. I was going to register, but when I went to register online, the system was down for the night and won't be back up til tomorrow. So that's that. And now here I am once again for the 13th time updating my blog. Well I better get some sleep, we leave tomorrow and head for Pennsylvania. We're going to be staying at some friends of my parents house. They're menonite, so that should be interesting, and we're going to amish country. AWESOME!!! Lol G'nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2410577104505911670?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2410577104505911670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2410577104505911670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2410577104505911670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2410577104505911670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1612455058700456758</id><published>2008-07-19T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:45:28.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12</title><content type='html'>So today was an awesome day! I got to sleep in until 11 today. It was sheer bliss compared to gettin up at the crack of dawn like I have been lately. It was a total kick back day for me. After I got up I played some computer games for a while then I got into the shower. After I got out I fought with my wonderful hair which did not want to work with me at all today. I finally just gave up and pinned it up. It was just not a good hair day. So about an hour or so after I finished my hair my mom and dan came back to the hotel from the convetion center and told me that we were going out to eat with some friends. So I had to get dressed and brush my teeth, cuz let's face it, my breath was kicking. lol :) Anyways my parents friends, Dave and Brenda, came and picked us up and we headed out for dinner. We went to Chili's but it was SUPER packed out so we went to Longhorn Steak house instead. I had the best filet mignon ever!!! *YUMMY* And I love their sweet tea. It's so good! So we ate and socialized then headed out to leave. As we were heading out we ran into some other friends. So more talking and standing around was done. Oh the joy. So we finally left and headed back to the hotel. On our way back we realized why everywhere was so packed. American Idol was being hosted at some huge center right next to chili's and longhorn. So it took a while to get through traffic. When we finally got here, I decided to washed my hair since I was not having a good hair day I decided to straighten it. During the process of straightening my hair I burned my finger and left a blister. Not fun at all, but rather quite painful. But I just finished my hair, and here I am. Yes Erica, I will be home two weeks from tomorrow, and I am so excited to return home now cuz you'll prolly still be there and we can have a girls day. I can't wait!!!! :) Tomorrow is supposed to be another shopping day so hopefully it will be fun!!! We shall see! Hope everyone is doing good, I would love to hear from you all! Oh yea, and I hope I get some sleep tonight cuz there is a wedding party here, I think the reception might be here cuz there is some really loud music going on. I think it's on floor 1 cuz we're on 2 and they sound like they're right below us. Thank God I have my ipod. lol But that doesn't stop the vibrations in the floor. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1612455058700456758?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1612455058700456758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1612455058700456758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1612455058700456758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1612455058700456758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-12.html' title='Day 12'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-6568346358873358407</id><published>2008-07-18T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:20:55.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>Today was a very boring day. We got up n got ready, then we went to Breakfast at Dennys. We came back to the hotel and took the hotels shuttle over to the convention center. CHA is huge. They have like three ginormous halls that are full of all kinds of exhibitor booths. Some of the stuff is cool, but I really wasn't in the mood to look around. I wasn't feeling well. Anyways, we wandered around n saw some people we know n then we found dan. We didn't stay very long today, than God We came back to the hotel and just chilled for a while. Then we decided to go have a late lunch/early dinner at some place called Portillos. It wasn't all that great. The only thing I liked were the french fries. But after that we came back to the hotel n just did our own thing. Now here I am writing about my boring life. lol And my head is killing me so I'm going to go for tonight. G'nite all. See you in a couple weeks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-6568346358873358407?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6568346358873358407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=6568346358873358407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6568346358873358407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6568346358873358407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-11.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2475840539350648993</id><published>2008-07-17T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:29:12.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10</title><content type='html'>Well, today was totally uneventful. For me anyways. So we left at 6 this morning went to McDonalds and then picked up the trailer and headed out. I slept most of the morning. We stopped at Cracker Barrel to eat. I basically just played on the computer today. I had alot to think about today. I think I wanna move away for like a year. I would miss everyone but I think I just really need to get away. Idk, just something I've been thinking about. But anyways. We're in Chicago now, a really ugly city. Tomorrow we're going to CHA it's like a craft convention. Where businesses go to see what new product is out that they might want to buy. They have alot of make-and-take-its. Like demonstrations that we get to do and keep so that shouldn't be too bad. At least I'll have something to do. Well that is it for tonight. Hopefully I'll have something more exciting to write abou tomorrow. ta-ta for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2475840539350648993?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2475840539350648993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2475840539350648993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2475840539350648993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2475840539350648993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-10.html' title='Day 10'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3303043261713331595</id><published>2008-07-16T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:47:53.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>These last couplde of days have gone by so fast. I guess it's prolly cuz I've been having fun. So today was my last day in Arkansas, :(. We leave for Chicago in the morning. So far I've really enjoyed this this trip. I've really enjoyed myself. I was especially happy this morning because I got to sleep in for a little bit. My parents went to breakfast and I stayed here at the hotel and straightened my hair. It only took about 2 hours. lol I got a new straightener and it steams n burns my hand so it takes longer. Well anywho. After I finished my hair we did some laundry then went out. We went to another Cado store n didn't really find anything. So we went to Walmart to get some stuff, then went to a restaurant callled Browns. It's kinda like Cracker Barrel in a way, it has the little store and restaurant. We didnt eat there we just browsed around the store. Then we came back to the hotel n TOdd met us here. We just kinda sat n chilled here til Dan got hungry n we decided to go to a mexican restaurant called Ta Molly's n TJ met us there. The food was pretty good, nothing like our California mexican food though. lol So after we ate TJ took me n mom so some park n we walked around there. It was really pretty. Super green and LOTS of bugs. It's cool seeing lightning bugs though. I got some pretty cool pics of them. Anyways after we walked the mile long path we drove to Sonic and came back to our hotel. We just hung out here acting dumb. Todd left n TJ stayed for a lil while longer, then he had to go. We all said our goodbyes. So sad. lol Well kinda was. It was alot of fun hanging out with them this week. But so now I'm here all packed up n ready to hit the road again. We will be driving all day tomorrow so i will prolly just sleep the whole day again. Ah it's the life. lol well that's bout it. Off to bed for me gotta get up at 6 (4am cali time). And I need my beauty sleep. lol Oh yea n while I was packing I went to put my vans in my suitcase n I turned it over and a dead spider fell in my hand it was so disgusting. This place has too many bugs!!!!! *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5223847235319429201%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3303043261713331595?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3303043261713331595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3303043261713331595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3303043261713331595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3303043261713331595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-6469664778672220530</id><published>2008-07-15T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:17:40.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8</title><content type='html'>Wow, I've been gone a week and a day already. It's going by fast. It's good, but kinda sucks at the same time. So my day started off with breakfast at Cracker Barrel with Todd, Vicki, and David. It was really good. Which was a drastic change from the other Cracker Barrels we've been to so far on this trip. After breakfast we came back to the hotel for a minute, then Dan and Todd dropped me and my mom off at a little strip mall. We went to several different stores. I got a bunch of new stuff, and I still have money left, so I'm doing good. When we finished shopping we called Dan and Todd and they came and picked us back up n took us back to the hotel. We sat here and talked for a while, then TJ came over here when he got off work. We tried to beat Diner Dash and didn't succeed. lol So we all went over to their house to have dinner. We ate and then chilled. Tj and I played halo 3 for a little while, but then he got tired of getting beat so we quit. lol jk We sat around while and TJ played his guitar. Then TJ got this bright idea to kill all the wasps in the nest on their porch. So he got some kinda spray and sprayed it, but that didn't do anything so he got a golf club and knocked it down, real smart on his part. So he ran back inside and we watched from the window. Then he decided to play golf with the fallen nest. That was short lived. So we decided to go outside and walk around. We walked down their mile long drive way and turned down like two other streets and then we got tired n decided to get the quad. So we turned around and went back to the house. On the way back TJ decided he wanted a piggy back ride. That went well seeing as he is 6'2 and weighs 200lbs he ended up like choking me. lol It was so funny. By the time we got there we were too lazy to get the quad out and go riding. So we just sat around the house again n talked n took pics n were acting dumb. It was alot of fun. Then Todd and Tj dropped us off back at our hotel and I took a shower. Then I talked to Joe and downloaded the pictures from my camera. So here I am at the end of another day in my life. Rather boring in writing but so much fun in real life. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5223478560605279057%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-6469664778672220530?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6469664778672220530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=6469664778672220530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6469664778672220530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/6469664778672220530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-8.html' title='Day 8'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2952226626896859515</id><published>2008-07-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:05:36.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>Wow, today was one of the most interesting of this trip so far. Let's see, I woke up bout 8:30, and took a shower. I got ready to go. Todd Kennedy and his son David came and picked up my parents n I n we went to IHOP for breakfast. I ordered a Ceasar salad which was totally disgusting. But anyways, after we ate my mom and I walked over to Cato's, a really cool store. I bought an awesome green purse, some white sandals, a red shirt, and a green jacket. They have so much n super cute. After Cato's we went to Payless and my mom got some cute lil shoes. Then dan, todd, n david picked us up again n we went and met up with todd's wife vicki. From there David, me, my mom n vicki tried to make our way to Park Plaza mall and got lost. But we found a stein mart n i got two shirts. Then we finally got to the mall and walked around. Then TJ came and met up with us. We all ended up just chilling at the mall in some little lounge area. Then TJs friend Trea met us there n hung out for a little bit. Finally we got super hungry and ended up at PF Changs. We had a very interesting time there. Some lady across the restaurant did NOT know how to sit in a skirt, so Vicki took it upon herself to ask the lady to please put a napkin over her legs. Needless to say it didn't go over too well. The lady was affended n said she had shorts on underneath. The group was makin rude loud comments about was vicki said, and the lady stood up and began flapping her skirt up and down. They were rather on the intoxicated side. They said a few words to us on the way out but um... non postable words. lol Anyways, it was pretty embarrassing.Oh and on their way out they called us perverts. lol After that we came to the hotel so I could brush my teeth and do my hair. Then Me, TJ, and Davif went to birthday party for some guy. I met alot of people. It was ok at the party, but then we went to their friends church where they proceeded to "jam" it was interesting. They guys kept coming up to me and making random comments and acting retarded. It was funny. After we lef the church me, tj, and david went to hastings and walked around for a while. Then they dropped me off at the hotel. Now I am posting and bout to crash. Here are some pics from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5223096085761232945%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2952226626896859515?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2952226626896859515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2952226626896859515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2952226626896859515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2952226626896859515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3593320986597683668</id><published>2008-07-13T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:38:55.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 5 &amp; 6</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get a chance to post last night so it's a two-for-one tonight. Day 5 was a pretty good day, we had breakfast and went to the convention center. The show went ok, and we started tearing down at 5pm. It only took two hours to tear everything down. It went very well. We just chilled at the convention center waiting for dan to finish loading the truck. After he finished with that we went to panda express and got food, then we went back to the hotel. I ate my food, took a shower and played diner dash, lol my new computer game. It's addicting lol. I was gong to post last night but I fell asleep, then Joe called and I knocked out again. Day 6  was pretty much a blur for me. It was wonderful though. I caught up on all my sleep. We left around 9 or so. I fell asleep pretty much right away. We had a few bathroom stops and we stoppe once to eat. We drove from Georgia through Alabama, Mississippi, Tennesse, and finally made it to Arkansas. We were supposed to go to the Emerson's church tonight but since we had sort of a late start and the weather wasn't cooperating it took us a little longer than planned to get here. But we finally made it, checked in to our hotel and met the Emerson's, the Kennedy's and some youth from another church at Ruby Tuesdays. It was interesting. Tomorrow we are going shopping, YAY. I can't wait. Well it's almost midnight here so I better get some sleep. More to come later! More pictures to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5223088449199191217%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3593320986597683668?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3593320986597683668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3593320986597683668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3593320986597683668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3593320986597683668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/days-5-6.html' title='Days 5 &amp; 6'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-8442051468428665464</id><published>2008-07-11T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:53:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>So, this week seems to be going by fast, the only downfall is that I can never remember what day it is. I'm getting all mixed up. Well, anyways, today was a pretty good day. I woke up at 6:40 got ready, and went to the hotel breakfast again with my parents. It was pretty good today. My potatos were soft this time. We got the convention center around 8 or so. We had a few last minute things to get ready so we worked on getting it done til the show floor opened. It was a pretty good day there were lots of women there. It was so cold in the building though. Dan and I went for a starbucks run. I was so tired I knocked out in the car. We got our coffee and went back to the convention center. That was about 2 so we only had 4 more hours left to work. It went by pretty fast. The only weird thing about today is one of the Expo guys kept circling our booth and staring. So I have a stalker lol. Ima try to get a pic of him tomorrow so everyone can see. Well, I bought alot of scrapbook stuff today, which is funny since I like never scrapbook. lol I got some really cute stuff tho. But anyways we left at 6 to go to dinner with another couple from the show. We went to some mexican buffet only to find they were closed, so we went to a seafood buffet and they were super expensive, so we ended up at cracker barrel. Oh my! It was an experience. It took them forever to seat us, our waitress came fairly quickly to take our orders. But it took 20 minutes for her to bring out our drinks, and or food came 2 minutes later, the problem was we hadnt even gotten our salads yet. And the food, UGH, of the food. My mashed potatos and mac and cheese were sitting up out so long they looked fake. They were all hard n gross. So needless to say the manager came out, we got two free meals, and thats that. lol We came back to the hotel, I took a shower and now I am on here. Again. So hope you enjoy the pics and the updates. It's keeping me entertained. Miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5221932249701594129%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-8442051468428665464?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8442051468428665464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=8442051468428665464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8442051468428665464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/8442051468428665464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-1059796549142465075</id><published>2008-07-10T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:20:36.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, another day almost over. So far the trip is going by fast. Today was a good day, rather busy. I went to sleep about 2 this morning. I'm still not use to this time change. But anyways, I got up about 7:30 got dressed n went with my parents and Scooter downstairs to the breakfast buffet thing they offer at the hotel. It was ok except my potatos were hard as rocks, and the eggs were really runny, but other than that the bagel and chocolate milk was good. lol After breakfast we went to the convention center and started our set up. It was grueling. lol If that's even a word haha. We started setting up at 9 this morning and finished abour 4 this afternoon. I forgot how long and how much work it was to get everything organized and set up. But we got through it thank God. After we finished we went to Applebees for dinner, which totally made me miss home like ALOT. That's like where we go after church on Sundays all the time. :( I miss you guys! Anyways, after dinner we dropped Dan off at the hotel, and me, mom, and scooter went n did some shopping. We went to Avenue so mom could pay her bill, we went to some place called Rigged, it's like a Ross or DDs Discount. After that we went to Barnes and Noble and spent like forever there. I bought a book for one of my sisters, a chicken soup book, and a spanish english dictionary thing. lol I gotta learn spanish if Ima be visiting the Sernas again. lol Then after that we went to Super Walmart, again. I got some more books, and mom n scooter had to get some stuff. And now I am sitting in my room at the hotel writing this blog and reading a book. Oh yes, I am that talented. lol Well I miss all you people! More to come tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5221555164229450561%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-1059796549142465075?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1059796549142465075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=1059796549142465075&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1059796549142465075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/1059796549142465075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7209628803780422488</id><published>2008-07-09T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:35:27.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>So today is Dat 2 of my 27 day trip. I think it's 27 anyways lol. Today was a much better day than yesterday. I went to sleep bout 4 this morning, or 1 California time. Time change is so hard to get used to. Lucky for me mom let my sleep in til 10. We went to Cracker Barrel again and my pancakes we so tough and my hasbrowns were super greasy. Not a very good breakfast. But anyways after we ate me n mom went to Super Walmart n went shopping. I got a cute new sweater! After we spent a couple hours at wal mart we went to the airport to pick scooter up. Ugh that airport was so packed and people would stop in the middle of the road and pick up their people. No that we did that or anything...heehee. It was so crazy there. But anyways after the airport we went to Sams Club. Right when we got there a huge storm came through and the lights in Sams Club started flickering. They didn't go off though. Thank God. So we got done there n came back to the hotel and picked Dan up n went to Olive Garden for dinner. It was so good! Then we came back to the hotel, I took a shower, then helped price all the product that came in. After the pricing was done I straightened my hair with my new straightener which took FOREVER, or so it seemes. But now that I am done I am just chilling in my room once again updating my blog. There really isn't much else to do except read or play games. So I chose blogging. Here are some pics I took while driving around Atlanta today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5221219837457590641%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7209628803780422488?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7209628803780422488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7209628803780422488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7209628803780422488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7209628803780422488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3806234095298405292</id><published>2008-07-08T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:51:49.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I made it</title><content type='html'>I made it to Georgia, finally. So I got up around 3:45 or so and got dressed and ready to go. We left for the airport around 4 and got there bout 4:30. We checked in and went through the metal detectors. So I put my bags on the belt and put my shoes in one of those box/tub things. So I went through with no problems, but when I went to get my sandals from the belt only one was there. The lady who put my stuff through the screening thing she took my sandals out of the tub and one got stuck in the xray thing. So I'm standing there with one sandal looking retarded. I had to ask one of the security people to get my sandal out of the machine. Pretty interestting. lol I was stuck between conveyer belts. Someone needs to tell that lady tha tyou can't put thin flip flops through there unless they're in a tub. But that was just the beginning of the morning. We went to our gate only to find out that our flight was canceled. There was something wrong with the plane. So we had to get totally new flights. But our flight didn't leave til three hours after our original flight was supposed to leave. I was so tired, so I layed on the floor in the airport and went to sleep. The first flight went by fairly quickly. We landed with no problems, except the plane was rattling so bad when we landed I thought it was gonna fall apart. So we get to our gate to find out that they changed it on us. So we had to go to yet another gate only to find out that our flight is delayed by like an hour or two. So more time spent chilling in the airport, but at least this time i had cinabon. So our plane finally gets there and we board. Well to make a long story short we had rude flight attendants, and there were two babies on our row, which happened to be twins. And the flight attendents would only let one sit with their mom at a time n the other was with her sister. So they were constantly crying n being pains. Not a good flight. Thank God for ipods. But we made it, got out luggage n fought our way out of the airport. We ate at Cracker Barrel, got the big rig, and came to our hotel. So now I am just waiting for Joe to call n chilling in my room. So that was my day. More to come during this trip!!! Miss you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3806234095298405292?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3806234095298405292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3806234095298405292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3806234095298405292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3806234095298405292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-made-it.html' title='Well I made it'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7514112417858901460</id><published>2008-06-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:39:50.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw my Erica!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my dearest Erica,family I am  going to miss you so much when you  leave. You have done so much for me these last few months. You have been here for me and befriended me. You are so wonderful! You are an awesome person and I don't know what I'm going to do without you. :( Who will wake me up every morning? Who will go on random starbucks runs with me? Who will I go out to eat with now? Oh Erica, I am going to miss you so much. You have been a tremendous blessing to me. You have been a big influence in my life. Your example has helped me to become more involved in church. Thank you so much Erica! I am going to miss you so much! You better come stay with me when you visit! I LOVE YOU ERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fluckyangel0007%2Falbumid%2F5214957672359540865%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7514112417858901460?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7514112417858901460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7514112417858901460&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7514112417858901460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7514112417858901460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/06/aw-my-erica.html' title='Aw my Erica!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3985595853831747890</id><published>2008-06-02T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:04.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Honeybun....lol</title><content type='html'>Anyone that knows me knows of my best friend Brittany. She is so beautiful, fun and outgoing. She is one of the craziest people I know..... in a good way. :) There is never a dull moment with her around. We always have a blast no matter what we are doing. Whether we are running around at the beach or exploring random volcanos. lol *which we did both. Brit is always there for me no matter what. One thing that I really love about her is her random sense of humor. We have so many inside jokes. The one that really makes us laugh is "Doesn't that itch?" It's better not to ask cuz it's just one of those "you had to be there things." She is the best. I am her Buttercup and she is my Honeybun. And no one can ever change that! I love you Brit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETML9aq7vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kMGphHATe9w/s1600-h/100_1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207511574984191730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETML9aq7vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kMGphHATe9w/s320/100_1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMM9aq7yI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Mj46RZ6oYfU/s1600-h/100_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207511592164060962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMM9aq7yI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Mj46RZ6oYfU/s320/100_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMMNaq7wI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/89TKjc7qGlw/s1600-h/sexi+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207511579279159042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMMNaq7wI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/89TKjc7qGlw/s320/sexi+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMMtaq7xI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eTnPaV7Wdng/s1600-h/100_1507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207511587869093650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETMMtaq7xI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eTnPaV7Wdng/s320/100_1507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3985595853831747890?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3985595853831747890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3985595853831747890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3985595853831747890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3985595853831747890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-honeybunlol.html' title='My Honeybun....lol'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SETML9aq7vI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kMGphHATe9w/s72-c/100_1452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5874705237702157432</id><published>2008-05-27T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:31:01.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, today was my first day of summer classes. It was pretty intense. My first teacher made it very clear that just because it was the first day we were not going to get out early. In fact we were out a few minutes late. I spent 5 hours in one room without any breaks. Talk about boring. I did make friends with an elderly lady though. That was fun. lol Well since I already have homework *&lt;em&gt;on the first day I might add.&lt;/em&gt; I better get started.  I hope these two classes go by fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5874705237702157432?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5874705237702157432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5874705237702157432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5874705237702157432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5874705237702157432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-school.html' title='Summer School'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2375374303473495086</id><published>2008-05-22T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:47:39.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know I haven't been on here in so long, but school has taken up most of my time. I am finally done with my spring semester. That means no more Trig!!!! Yay! But summer starts on monday! :( That means i'll be at school 8-2 mon-thurs for five weeks! I am so not looking forward to that! But my apologies for not keeping everyone up to date on this! I will try to from now on! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2375374303473495086?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2375374303473495086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2375374303473495086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2375374303473495086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2375374303473495086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2489552864844440095</id><published>2008-02-14T10:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:04.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Guy Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;To those of you who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; you know the greatest &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;guy ever &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*NEWS FLASH*&lt;/span&gt; you don't! The truly greatest and most admirable guy is Daryn Arnett. He has been through so much and he still keeps a smile on his face. He is friends towards everyone. Even after all he has been through I have never seen him feel sorry for himself, and I have known him since I was born so about 19 years. He is my inspiration. Daryn is so fun to hang out with and he ever tries to put up a front he just acts like himself. He is also very outgoing and knows how to have fun. Whether it's driving around, going to starbucks, ding-dong ditching, or just hanging out. Daryn Arnett is truly the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; greatest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;guy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;ever! I love you Daryn!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-GY7nKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Aixw81vUUpE/s1600-h/100_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-GY7nKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Aixw81vUUpE/s320/100_0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166904173437623458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SI0WY7nNI/AAAAAAAAAIk/40auQq6UMTQ/s1600-h/100_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SI0WY7nNI/AAAAAAAAAIk/40auQq6UMTQ/s320/100_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166905105445526738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s1600-h/100_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-WY7nLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gt4r3eHt89Q/s320/100_0484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166904177732590770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2489552864844440095?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2489552864844440095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2489552864844440095&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2489552864844440095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2489552864844440095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/greatest-guy-ever.html' title='The Greatest Guy Ever!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7SH-GY7nKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Aixw81vUUpE/s72-c/100_0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2495894774396221</id><published>2008-02-13T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:57:24.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda caught my attention</title><content type='html'>Tonight I had to attend a Social Justice night at the college for my English/Student Development classes. It was kinda boring. Certain parts were interesting, but this quote caught my attention more than anything else. Iono something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First they came for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;african americans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and I did not speak out, because I was not an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;african american&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then they came for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;asians&lt;/span&gt;, and I did not speak out, because I was not an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then they came for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mexicans&lt;/span&gt;, and I did not speak out, because I was not a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mexican&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then they came for me, and there was no one to speak for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2495894774396221?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2495894774396221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2495894774396221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2495894774396221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2495894774396221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/kinda-caught-my-attention.html' title='Kinda caught my attention'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2472809826924965080</id><published>2008-02-13T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:04.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;This one is for you Erica. Some people in the world are just wonderfully &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; people. Their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;WSOMALITY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;comes natuarally for them. These people are truly blessed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOMENESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Nothing or no one can compare to these people and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;presence they bring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They are a rare treasure! One of a kind! They are priceless,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people. They are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOMER&lt;/span&gt; than any other person who thinks he/she may be &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Here is a a picture of the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AWESOMEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;people you will ever meet!!! I love you erica! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7OMH2Y7nII/AAAAAAAAAH8/B15_DXnVRjI/s1600-h/100_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7OMH2Y7nII/AAAAAAAAAH8/B15_DXnVRjI/s320/100_1129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166627264011148418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2472809826924965080?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2472809826924965080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2472809826924965080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2472809826924965080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2472809826924965080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/awesome.html' title='AWESOME!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7OMH2Y7nII/AAAAAAAAAH8/B15_DXnVRjI/s72-c/100_1129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2815572899592348804</id><published>2008-02-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:05.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tribute to Jarron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlSWY7nFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PUMUsVsNxh4/s1600-h/100_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlSWY7nFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PUMUsVsNxh4/s320/100_1949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166303088469580882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlSmY7nGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MePqGCZxE28/s1600-h/Picture+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlSmY7nGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MePqGCZxE28/s320/Picture+193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166303092764548194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlR2Y7nEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3__PNdagULo/s1600-h/100_1893555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlR2Y7nEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3__PNdagULo/s320/100_1893555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166303079879646274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlS2Y7nHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZOUmKXYRAgY/s1600-h/Picture+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlS2Y7nHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZOUmKXYRAgY/s320/Picture+241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166303097059515506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Since Jarron was feelin left out for not being on my blog I decided to do a little tribute to him. I mean what would the world be with out Jarron? That means no more blue moon jokes *or whatever they are called. No more cheesy smiles to make you laugh! Needless to say it would be a very dull world! So this is for you Jarron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-2815572899592348804?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2815572899592348804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2815572899592348804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2815572899592348804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2815572899592348804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-tribute-to-jarron.html' title='My Tribute to Jarron!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7JlSWY7nFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/PUMUsVsNxh4/s72-c/100_1949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-2384427254286439096</id><published>2008-02-12T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:06.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH4mY7nAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zVxb_q4hcnw/s1600-h/100_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH4mY7nAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zVxb_q4hcnw/s320/100_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166200391506566146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH6GY7nBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0RlGVWU0QnM/s1600-h/100_19034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH6GY7nBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0RlGVWU0QnM/s320/100_19034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166200417276369938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH6WY7nCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QZoNVnu0szM/s1600-h/Picture+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH6WY7nCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QZoNVnu0szM/s320/Picture+188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166200421571337250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH7GY7nDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VeCgQNrrR9c/s1600-h/100_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH7GY7nDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VeCgQNrrR9c/s320/100_0391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166200434456239154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;As we all know, friends can be a really big pain sometimes. But you love them no matter what. That's how my Best Friends are. We all know and love Jakie and Brianna. They have been with me through just about everything.  The good, the bad, and the ugly. We seem to get into trouble alot together too. Though as we get older the trouble lessens. ;) Anyways, Brianna and I have been best friends since 4th grade. That's alomost 10 years! I don't know how I put up with her so long and vice versa. But we do and I love her for it. Now Jakie on the other hand, we have been best friends since about 6th grade, so almost 8 years. He know everything there is to know about me and I know just about everything  about him. Scary right? lol I love these two people so much! They are always here for me and me for them. I think God for putting these two wonderful people in my life! I would lead a very boring life without them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&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/2759230608981957494-2384427254286439096?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2384427254286439096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=2384427254286439096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2384427254286439096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/2384427254286439096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R7IH4mY7nAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zVxb_q4hcnw/s72-c/100_0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-7921909094326838094</id><published>2008-02-05T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sisters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNMS4pbMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NrFdJUmyTYs/s1600-h/100_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNMS4pbMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NrFdJUmyTYs/s320/100_0224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163672952636009666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNNS4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eLT1RMVU4ys/s1600-h/032_32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNNS4pbNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/eLT1RMVU4ys/s320/032_32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163672969815878866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNPC4pbOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X1uVdSn0OTc/s1600-h/katies+wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNPC4pbOI/AAAAAAAAAGc/X1uVdSn0OTc/s320/katies+wedding+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163672999880649954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNPi4pbPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Kz9jG2J3YGs/s1600-h/100_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNPi4pbPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Kz9jG2J3YGs/s320/100_0429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163673008470584562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNQC4pbQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZdfPyYwTdPs/s1600-h/100_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNQC4pbQI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZdfPyYwTdPs/s320/100_0427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163673017060519170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kavy4pbRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rB-MvoDr51o/s1600-h/P1000011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kavy4pbRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rB-MvoDr51o/s320/P1000011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163687856172526866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Ok, so I have some of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;GREATEST&lt;/span&gt; sisters ever! Although they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; pains! But I love them to death!!! Here's the list from oldest to youngest: Danie (Sissy), Heather Christine, Amanda, Andrea, Shawna, Katie, Jaleah, Maxine, Beth, and of course ME! Here are a few pics of my sisters. I don't have pictures of all of them though. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-7921909094326838094?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7921909094326838094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=7921909094326838094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7921909094326838094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/7921909094326838094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-sisters.html' title='My Sisters!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6kNMS4pbMI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NrFdJUmyTYs/s72-c/100_0224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-3303343058536383112</id><published>2008-02-04T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:19:08.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok Erica, you made me see the error in my ways last night when you said I needed to post more. So here we go! Today was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAH&lt;/span&gt; day! First I had set my alarm for 6:45 so I would have enough time to get ready for school, eat, and have time to study for my Trig test. Well, that didn't work out like I thought it would. I have this problem with shutting my alarm off and going back to sleep. So I didn't wake up until 7:40, and that was a miracle in itself that I woke up at all. So I quickly got dresses, grabbed my notes, got me some breakfast n studied while I ate. I prayed the whole way to school that I would get a passing grade on my test. When I got to class I studied a little bit more. Of course wouldn't you know it, my teacher was about 15 minutes late cutting down my hour even more. But the test wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. * I think.  I feel I did ok on it, but we shall see when I get the test back. Anyways, my other class was super boring. We talked about the elections. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOOPEE!&lt;/span&gt; After class I had to go to the writing center to get help on this retarded essay we have to write about some unknown culture. It's really dumb. But anyways I got that done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;then had to go to the Orthodontist, which was a nightmare!!! They pulled and twisted just about everything they could. My mouth was hurting so bad when I got done. But I got some starbucks n painkillers after so I'm good now. And that was my day so far!!! I hope it gets better. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;ooking forward to tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-3303343058536383112?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3303343058536383112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=3303343058536383112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3303343058536383112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/3303343058536383112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-day.html' title='What A Day!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5066108335577145642</id><published>2008-01-30T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:51:10.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Youth Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6DwjAjxe0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9EmcKWEwJTw/s1600-h/100_0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6DwjAjxe0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9EmcKWEwJTw/s320/100_0934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161389657202719554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwjwjxe1I/AAAAAAAAAAg/YVZ_wi-I3qs/s1600-h/100_0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwjwjxe1I/AAAAAAAAAAg/YVZ_wi-I3qs/s320/100_0935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161389670087621458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwkgjxe2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/N4Iu3kOnb_w/s1600-h/100_0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwkgjxe2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/N4Iu3kOnb_w/s320/100_0956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161389682972523362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwlwjxe3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/AyU_eeUNVs0/s1600-h/100_0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6Dwlwjxe3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/AyU_eeUNVs0/s320/100_0959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161389704447359858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6DwmQjxe4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/hloNnl5cmq8/s1600-h/100_0966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6DwmQjxe4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/hloNnl5cmq8/s320/100_0966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161389713037294466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Youth Retreat 2008 was so much fun. We played games like Ping Pong, Foosball, Video Games, and all kinds of fun in the snow! The church services were awesome and the Spirit of God fell. Everyone had a wonderful time. I can't wait until next years retreat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759230608981957494-5066108335577145642?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5066108335577145642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5066108335577145642&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5066108335577145642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5066108335577145642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-youth-retreat.html' title='Winter Youth Retreat'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/R6DwjAjxe0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9EmcKWEwJTw/s72-c/100_0934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759230608981957494.post-5283409329521366197</id><published>2008-01-29T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:31:17.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see if this lasts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow, I now have my own blog.&lt;br /&gt; I'm going to try and keep this updated&lt;br /&gt;as much as possible so that way everyone can&lt;br /&gt;know what I am up to. Let's see if it lasts. I hope it will. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2759230608981957494-5283409329521366197?l=heatherdorrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5283409329521366197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759230608981957494&amp;postID=5283409329521366197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5283409329521366197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759230608981957494/posts/default/5283409329521366197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherdorrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-see-if-this-lasts.html' title='Let&apos;s see if this lasts!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13548223966885661843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x1bQmlhbu0o/SYvhCDShj2I/AAAAAAAABkM/X7KoMfQwKzQ/S220/100_2352.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
