tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40311031991027414382024-03-12T19:59:07.164-05:00well hello there...Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.comBlogger372125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-76962992069712246742014-02-19T11:38:00.000-06:002014-02-19T11:38:00.860-06:00Holly Jolly Christmas...It's almost March...but I am bound and determined to post some pictures from Christmas of 2013 if it's the last thing I do!! We were lucky enough to be able to go back to Nauvoo again...and we had a blast, even if it was FRIGIDLY cold and Bryan was sick for a few days. Before we went to Nauvoo, we had a really fun Christmas party with Darons family! We had games and prizes and I thought it was a really good time!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">Playing our snowman drawing game</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">Daron and his mom relaxing after our fun party!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How Daron spent the majority of our trip...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So much snow...and somewhere close to that car, buried under the snow, is Darons phone...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There was no short supply of cookies to eat...</td></tr>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-9359837532823604132014-01-30T10:24:00.000-06:002014-01-30T10:24:04.820-06:00January is almost over...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Um...does anyone realize that we are already 1/12 of the way done with 2014!! Yikes!! I feel like I am still trying to plan out what I want to get done this year...and I am already so far behind! I guess that's the way it goes.</div>
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Here are a couple of fun things that have happened this month. For Christmas, (OH YA...I HAVEN'T EVEN POSTED CHRISTMAS PICTURES YET. I guess I better get those up before it's February) For Christmas, I got Daron 12 months of pre-planned, pre-paid dates! He is so hard to buy for, and we always have such a hard time deciding what to do when it's just us, I thought I would make 12 decisions for him (<span style="font-size: x-small;">and if you know you, you know how much I HATE making decisions</span>) </div>
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The pizza was SO GOOD! It tasted like a restaurant quality pizza! We had a blast too. I hope he likes the next 11 dates just as much!!<br />
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I've still been working with the 9 year old scouts. It's been pretty fun! Here are some pictures of our most recent activity; a trip to the bird aviary! <br />
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I was just called as the Ward Camp Director. Um...scary!! I don't know the young women at all, but I'm excited for the opportunity to get to know them, and to go to camp! I have always LOVED girls camp!<br />
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Stay tuned for pictures from our Christmas Party with Daron's family and our Christmas vacation in Nauvoo!Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-49719697781371730182013-10-22T09:44:00.002-05:002013-10-22T09:44:33.710-05:00Scouts...I was recently asked to work with the 8 year old scouts, the Bears, in my church. Scouts is something that I have never ever done before. To me, Scouts is just all the guys from church playing basketball together on Wednesday nights. We've only had a couple activities, or den meetings rather, but it's been good so far! Our first activity was paper mache...yikes. Our second was make model airplanes. It was interesting because the kits I got were super crappy (even though they were still like $10) but I think the boys had fun. <br />
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Here are some cutie pictures of Franklin...who doesn't love seeing pictures of a cutie little puppy :)</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He does this all the time! He can't seem to get his little tail and legs under the bed. We don't have a bed skirt anymore, so he can't hide as well.</td></tr>
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Onto other happenings... Bryan hurt his knew back in the middle of August at football practice. And after battling insurance drama... he was finally able to get to the right doctor and get it taken care of. He had surgery on Oct 8th and he is doing really well!! He was able to walk on it a few hours after we got home! Poor kid was so nervous about his surgery...but who wouldn't be right?! He was a champ!<br />
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And last but not least...on Oct 7th, Daron and I celebrated our 3rd year anniversary! I just love this guy!!! He makes me so happy! <br />
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<br />Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-10644859548666097422013-10-14T12:32:00.000-05:002013-10-14T12:32:29.969-05:00I'm over it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am just so very over my life right now. I am hating everything.<br />
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I am really really over my job. I find work very frustrating to be at every day. I feel very pressured to ask for a raise and for some reason I just can't get myself to ask for one, even though I whole heatedly believe I deserve one. It's been over a year and a half since the other person that work in the office with me was fired, and I am still getting paid less per hour than she was, and I'm doing both of our jobs! My bosses do pay for all of my insurance (they usually pay half for the employee), but they other lady in the office was getting her 'bonuses' too; they paid for her cell phone and she got 'bonuses' for selling certain jobs, but my boss specifically told me I wasn't able to get that bonus like she was. (It was some sort of an agreement we had at one point, and now I can't remember what I was getting out of the deal). I am alone a lot because they go on vacation frequently, and I don't mind that at all, but I feel like I work hard to make sure everything is taken care of and all I really get is a "We are so glad you work for us. I hope you know you can never leave!"..... I feel pressured to find a 'real job', and that I am wasting a college degree and I could be making so much more money somewhere else. <br />
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I am constantly trying to talk myself out of wanting a baby. I try to pretend that I don't care that I probably don't get to have kids of my own. But every single time I open Facebook or Instagram, all I see are pictures of all of my friends and their cute families and their babies and their pregnant bellies, or any time Daron says "Well, it's different for you because Bryan isn't <em>your</em> kid" I literally want to scream. I know that Daron really doesn't want to have more kids, even though he has never said we can't and he has been very supportive in trying to make it happen. We both agreed we would try for a while but at a certain point, if it wasn't going to happen, that we wouldn't try to force it with any drastic measures. And I'm guessing, three years into trying, that it's just not meant to happen and at some point we will need to do something to make sure it doesn't happen. <br />
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I hate having no friends. I miss having friends close by. That doesn't mean there aren't people we like, cause there are plenty of fun people we go to church with, or used to go to church with, or that we just know, but everyone has their own lives and things that keep them busy. They have a houses full of kids. We don't. We have one anti-social teenager who sits in his room and plays video games all night long.<br />
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I hate being fat. I had gastric plication surgery in June and my stomach was sewn pretty much in half. I have only lost barely 60 pounds since then and it's very depressing. I feel like I should be losing a lot more. It was expensive surgery and I feel like I've wasted a lot of money to only loose 60 pounds in just about four months. I think I'm just destined to be an ugly fat person no matter what drastic things I do.<br />
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I love Christmas. I love every single thing about Christmas. Music, shopping, gift giving, Christmas stories, Christmas commercials, Christmas movies, decorations, lights...it just makes me feel happy inside. But Christmas in Arizona is not happy for me at all. No matter what I do I just don't feel Christmassy here. Buying gifts at Christmas time has been very hard for me. Daron is EXTREMELY hard to buy for and I find it very frustrating to get him something good. Especially since he is such a good gift giver, and always has nice things for me. All of the kids I buy gifts for are teenagers, and they just want money not gifts, which is no fun. Growing up, Christmas was two full weeks long. We played games and watched movies and ate cookies and yummy food and just hung out and had fun! Here Christmas is a half a day. And this year it will be just me and Daron on Christmas. I am 31 years old. I wanted to have a house full of kids and fun Christmas times, and save the 'just me and Daron Christmas days' to a little later on in life.<br />
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I hate that I get so unhappy sometimes. I don't want to be an unhappy person. I love Daron and Bryan and his other kids and his family and my family. There is nothing that anyone is doing wrong that makes me sad. It just seems to be a lot of things that come together and then I get sad. I have a horrible habit of comparing my life to everyone else's, and since everyone only puts the good things out for people to see, I compare my worst moments to their best. It's not fair to myself to do that, but it's what I do nevertheless. <br />
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-1327409231818254562013-06-06T09:31:00.002-05:002013-06-06T09:32:36.309-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 17...<div align="center">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm blogging two days in a row!! Can you believe it?!? So I'm not sure how to take todays question. Is it something specific or just something general that you wish you could tell someone. I'm going to take it as a general thing, since there is a question involving more specifics later on.</span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I don't know if this is the exact way to answer the question, but I wish that I was just better at standing up for myself to people, and saying whatever needs to be said at that moment. It's not a huge problem, I mean I'm not being bullied or discriminated at work or anything, but just in little things. For example....I will almost NEVER complain about food at a restaurant (mostly because I just know they will spit/pee/contaminate my food.) Also I rarely say anything if someone cuts in front of me in line or asks me to do something that I just plain don't want to do. Daron says I'm the nicest person he's ever known, almost TOO nice. Sometimes I think it's too a fault though...cause I really never stand up for myself. We sort of balance each other out this way though, Daron and I. He help me to be more vocal about things, and I try to keep him calm when getting vocal about a problem really wouldn't be productive.</span> </div>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-20615546446897750822013-06-05T12:10:00.004-05:002013-06-05T12:10:46.470-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 16...<div align="center">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Wow...I am finally on the down hill slide of this 30 day challenge...it's only been an eternity since I started this. So, #16, what do people notice about you. Well....I think the most obvious answer is that I'm a gigantosaurus... I mean....disgustingly huge. The hugest I've ever been. But not for long. I'm kicking it in the butt this time. </span></div>
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There are a few rather obvious things that I dislike about my self...but I am going to go the less obvious route for this post. I hate making choices. HATE making choices. I hadn't noticed how bad this really was until last night. Daron and I were laying in bed and I said "Tell me 10 things you love about me" and he lists off a few, and then he says something like 'I love how indecisive you are. Whether it's where to go for dinner or what do you want to do for the rest of your life, it's a constant battle to get you to choose something. It's so funny.' ( I don't know that he really LOVES me for that, but he must find it endearing) So there it is...I wish I was better at making decisions.</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-70021865385659097522013-03-26T17:20:00.000-05:002013-03-26T17:20:09.008-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 14...<div align="center">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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What do I like most about myself. This will be a short post. Kidding. But really, I feel like I am a pretty funny person. I'm reminded of a clip from Gilmore Girls where Loralie is talking to some guy and he says "You're funny. Did you used to be fat?" I know there are those rare gems who got looks and personality, but lots of the time it seems like it's one or the other. I feel like I was blessed with a really cool personality to make up for my lack of looks. Is that haughty of me to say? </div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-28455677761571915012013-03-19T17:43:00.000-05:002013-03-19T17:43:51.813-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 13...<div align="center">
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you are OCD about</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream home</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for?</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span><br />
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Yes my heart has been broken; most recently when my horrid sister Tacy implied that my mom is the only one who reads my blog anymore. I'm sure there are one or two other people (Jillian and Nikki) who continue to follow my pathetic updates of a rather ordinary life. (<em>Even though I hardly post anything that we've been doing lately. Maybe I'll change that soon and post some family updates).</em> It does seem silly sometimes, blogging. I talk to someone in my family practically every day, so it's not like they are dying to read my updates on here. And anything that's unusual or funny or out of the ordinary I put on facebook. I've thought about deleting my facebook...letting everyone know about my blog and if they wanted to keep up with me they could. But, lets be honest, I have a facebook and keep up with it mostly to keep track of the crazies and to have something to gossip about with my real friends ;) I've gotten really bad at checking out every ones blogs too. Lots of people have stopped updating so much because of things like Instagram. I love instagram! It's so easy to show a quick fun picture of what's happening without having to upload it to the blog or facebook. </div>
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So, yes, I believe I've had my heart broken before. I look back and none of the situations mean anything to me now, but I don't think I should diminish those feelings just because I was younger. At the time I think my heart truly was broken. Naturally, it 'breaks my heart' to hear sad stories of kids who are in horrible situations, or puppies that get hurt, or school shootings and things like that. So, yes, my hearts been broken, but nothing I haven't been able to get over quickly.</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-29737005650982996482013-03-11T11:53:00.003-05:002013-03-11T11:53:41.647-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 12...<div align="center">
<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 1: A photo that
makes you smile</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your
favorite things</span></span></strike></div>
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A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you
are OCD about</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream
home</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that
makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst
habit</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your
purse</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams
and plans for the next 365 days</span></span></strike></div>
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<strike><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for
the future</span></span></strike></div>
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<span><strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live
without</span></strike></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for
anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had
your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></span></div>
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<span>Day 14: What do you like most
about yourself</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike
most about yourself</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice
about you</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you
wish you could say to someone</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire
the most</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in
life</span></span></div>
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<span></span><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most
significant events in your life</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow,
what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke
you have with someone</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where
were you and what were you doing</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved
text messages? If so, from who and why</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5
people without using their names</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something
you're really excited for</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel
guilty for doing</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do
you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></span></div>
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<span></span><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup
collection</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest
days of your life</span></span></div>
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If I could wish for anything to come true, I would wish for a neighborhood. It would be a beautiful fall temperature outside for part of the year and the rest would be a beautiful sunny 75 degrees. And all of my friends and family would live there. We would have BBQ's every weekend. There would be a park in the middle of the neighboorhood where the kids played all the time. We would have craft days, movie days and game days. Yep...that's my wish.<br />
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-21206669967335437082013-03-08T17:23:00.004-06:002013-03-08T17:23:59.408-06:0030 Day Challenge: Day 11...<div align="center">
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you are OCD about</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream home</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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My mother thinks she knows the answer to this next question. This is a hard one to put down to just one. There are lots of people I love very much and I am very very happy that I don't have to live without any of them...but there are just a few people I would have a super duper hard almost impossible time living without...</div>
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My Sisters...</div>
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My mom and dad...</div>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-31199951119692126342013-03-05T10:54:00.002-06:002013-03-05T10:54:29.908-06:0030 Day Challenge: Day 10...<div align="center">
<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 1: A photo that makes you smile</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 5: Your dream home</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 7: Your worst habit</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 8: What's in your purse</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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This is sort of like the last question. I guess...my dream for the future would be to be living comfortalby with Daron and whatever family we have and be happy and healthy and loving life! Simple as that...</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-39939245650371854582013-02-26T16:20:00.001-06:002013-02-26T16:20:20.525-06:0030 Day Challenge: Day 9...<div align="center">
<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 1: A photo that makes you smile</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 4: Something you are OCD about</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 5: Your dream home</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 7: Your worst habit</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 8: What's in your purse</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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My hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days. Lately it seems like my plans are changing leterally by the day! A lot of it depends on how this surgery goes at the end of March. If there are any part of my ovaries left, I guess I would hope and plan for a baby! But, if he ends up chopping them all off...I'll have to figure something else out. We are working on elminateing a couple of bills over the next year, and hopefully, in a little over a year or so, maybe buying a house!<br />
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-15000027131598938192013-01-29T12:09:00.001-06:002013-01-29T12:09:16.933-06:0030 Day Challenge: Day 8...<div align="center">
<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 1: A photo that
makes you smile</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 2: 20 of your
favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 3: A photo taken
over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 4: Something you
are OCD about</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 5: Your dream
home</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 6: A song that
makes you cry (or almost cry)</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Day 7: Your worst
habit</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 8: What's in your
purse</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and
plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 10: A dream for the
future</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live
without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for
anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had
your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 14: What do you like most
about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike
most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 16: What do people notice
about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 17: What's something you
wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire
the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in
life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most
significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow,
what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke
you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where
were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved
text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5
people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 26: What's something
you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Day 27: What do you feel
guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one
and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">29: Picture of your makeup
collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">30: When were the happiest
days of your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">What's in your purse? I just cleaned out my purse so it's under control today. Normally I have a little bit of everything in there!</span></span></div>
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I've got my coupon book and some loose coupons, my car keys and my work keys, my bag of medicine, chapstick, hand santizier, tissues and stuff like that, both of my wallets, a brush, a pen, and my costco coupon book.</div>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-86091688157488008832013-01-11T11:07:00.000-06:002013-01-11T11:07:33.483-06:0030 Day Challenge: Day 7...<div align="center">
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></strike></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 4: Something you are OCD about</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 5: Your dream home</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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My worst habit...could it be blogging? Cause I super suck at that right now. But of all my bad habits, probably my worst one is procrastanating. I put EVERYTHING off until the last possible minute, and I've been that was as long as I can remember. School work, church lessons, making appointments, work assignments...you name it.</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-65117047024714318632012-12-18T23:06:00.003-06:002012-12-18T23:06:59.566-06:00Wilson Family Christmas...This past weekend we had the Wilson Family Christmas since we are going to be in Nauvoo on the actual Christmas. It was nice! We had us, Melissa and her family, Brittney and Ryan, and Judy, Dwight and Nathan and Logan. Hannah came later after she got off work. We had Honey Baked ham for dinner and then opened presents. I was struggling with my camera so I didn't get very many pictures that turned out very good...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We set up some tables and used wrapping paper as our table cloth. Easy clean up...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Franklin really wanted some ham...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma Judy trying to figure out what her present was before she opened it...</td></tr>
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<br />Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-41593154486701088062012-10-22T00:10:00.000-05:002012-10-22T00:10:00.628-05:00Baby Chloie's Shower...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I wanted to get the pictures up from Ashlies baby shower that we had this weekend! It was a rainbow themed party and I think it turned out really cute!!</div>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-21936745778037354742012-10-10T14:05:00.001-05:002012-10-10T14:14:18.655-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 6...<div align="center">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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This is a hard one...cause different songs make me cry at different times. But here is one that gets me almost every time:</div>
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That would seem weird unless you know me really well...<br />
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Here is another one that pretty consistently gets me emotional:<br />
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-19996590445835944252012-10-02T11:11:00.001-05:002012-10-02T11:11:24.794-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 5...<div align="center">
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<strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></strike></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 4: Something you are OCD about</strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream home</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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My dream home:</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My back yard...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My bathroom...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My closet...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My office...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My back porch...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My kitchen...</td></tr>
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That's not too much to ask for...</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-73715808548870254682012-10-01T11:58:00.001-05:002012-10-01T11:58:47.447-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 4...<div align="center">
<span><strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 1: A photo that
makes you smile</span></strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your
favorite things</span></strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><strike><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10
years ago of you</span></strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you are OCD
about</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream
home</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you
cry (or almost cry)</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst
habit</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your
purse</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and
plans for the next 365 days</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the
future</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live
without</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for
anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span></span><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had
your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most
about yourself</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike
most about yourself</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice
about you</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you
wish you could say to someone</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire
the most</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in
life</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most
significant events in your life</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow,
what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke
you have with someone</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where
were you and what were you doing</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved
text messages? If so, from who and why</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5
people without using their names</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something
you're really excited for</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel
guilty for doing</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one
and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span><span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup
collection</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span></span><span><span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest
days of your life</span></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span> </div>
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<span>I don't think I'm really an OCD type of person...but I guess there is one thing that I am really weird about (and I think I've mentioned this before) and it's socks. My socks have to match perfectly. Not just the same type of sock...but the 'cleanliness' level of my socks have to match. Of course I only wear clean socks...but you know how some socks are dingier because you've worn them while gardening...but other socks stay nice and brightly white? I can't wear a dingy sock with a really white sock. And they have to be 'worn out' the same too. It bug me when I see other peoples miss-matched socks. Bryan wears black tube socks that come just to the middle of his shin so I can see them really well and lots of times he has a nice dark black one on and the other one is faded and worn out...that really really bugs me. I'm not crazy enough yet to make him change...but it bugs me to look at.</span></div>
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Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-36078060844865768092012-09-29T14:12:00.003-05:002012-09-29T14:12:56.802-05:00For my mom...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
**see comments on my previous blog**</div>
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<br />Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-26826371485837898932012-09-28T23:55:00.004-05:002012-09-28T23:55:41.547-05:0030 Day Challente: Day 3...<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 1: A photo that makes you smile</strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</strike></span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you are OCD about</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream home</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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Wow...I'm already a day behind. That's not a good sign. Here is a picture of me taken over 10 years ago:<br />
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There it is! Wasn't I cute?!?</div>
Katy Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05655722196077009311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4031103199102741438.post-6878816729655807942012-09-26T17:32:00.001-05:002012-09-26T17:32:39.785-05:0030 Day Challenge: Day 2...<div align="center">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><strike>Day 1: A photo that makes you smile</strike></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 2: 20 of your favorite things</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 4: Something you are OCD about</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 5: Your dream home</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 6: A song that makes you cry (or almost cry)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 7: Your worst habit</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 8: What's in your purse</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 9: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 10: A dream for the future</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 11: Who can't you live without</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 12: If you could wish for anything to come true, what would you wish for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 13: Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 14: What do you like most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 15: What do you dislike most about yourself</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 16: What do people notice about you</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 17: What's something you wish you could say to someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 18: Whom do you admire the most</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 19: What is your goal in life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 20: What are the 10 most significant events in your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 21: If you died tomorrow, what's one thing you'd regret not doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 22: Whats an inside joke you have with someone</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 23: Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 24: Do you have saved text messages? If so, from who and why</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 25: Write 5 messages to 5 people without using their names</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 26: What's something you're really excited for</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Day 27: What do you feel guilty for doing</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">28: Tattoos, do you have one and what's it's story? If not, what do you want</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">29: Picture of your makeup collection</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">30: When were the happiest days of your life</span></div>
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Golly...20 of my favorite things (I'm opting to do tangible things, not including people)...here we go:</div>
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My phone, my wedding ring, sharpies, highlighters, my violin, soda, my coupon file, MY BED, my straightener, Franklin, my craft room, our couch, hoodies, pizza, fingernail polish, Daron's truck, my camera, glitter, these shoes I'm wearing that are almost worn out and I'm so sad cause I can't get them anymore ( I've worn out two pair!) and my vacuum sealer.</div>
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