<?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-1542457541067909113</id><updated>2012-01-29T19:09:34.348-08:00</updated><category term='First Time.'/><category term='javascript:void(0)'/><category term='H'/><category term='W'/><title type='text'>Ms. Katie Danner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1697774931932904930</id><published>2012-01-29T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T19:09:34.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staci's Bridal/Bachelorette/ (&amp;lingerie) Shower</title><content type='html'>The wedding was last Saturday and was so magical and everything I could have ever dreamed! And I was only the Maid of Honor, I can't imagine how perfect it must have been for the bride. A week before that, along with the other women in my family we threw Staci a fun shower (just for girls!) I had the most fun preparing the decorations and the party. We wanted to keep it classy so it wasn't too wild of course, but also a bit fun and sassy...so we made it a lingerie shower where she would get lingerie for her gifts. It was a great time! Lots of laughing and talking, and lots of information I cannot disclose on this blog because they are reserved for girl parties only. Here are some photos I took because I felt very crafty and creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDEcvgIjz4o/TyYJBAiFrNI/AAAAAAAACSY/sf_zkvj6mMc/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255891038809298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDEcvgIjz4o/TyYJBAiFrNI/AAAAAAAACSY/sf_zkvj6mMc/s400/IMG_2110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Co2VB5qrbo/TyYI5uknf0I/AAAAAAAACSI/RIXU1K_uips/s1600/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255765958491970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Co2VB5qrbo/TyYI5uknf0I/AAAAAAAACSI/RIXU1K_uips/s400/IMG_2103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiv9HM2nwKE/TyYI5ZBN-bI/AAAAAAAACSA/6RJgWihqMc8/s1600/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255760172874162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiv9HM2nwKE/TyYI5ZBN-bI/AAAAAAAACSA/6RJgWihqMc8/s400/IMG_2101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuCYba7ul2c/TyYI4sRdDEI/AAAAAAAACR0/utFpgR_jy5w/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255748161375298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuCYba7ul2c/TyYI4sRdDEI/AAAAAAAACR0/utFpgR_jy5w/s400/IMG_2079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPitJoIqJUY/TyYI4SGxewI/AAAAAAAACRk/5eyIh2QN06Q/s1600/IMG_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255741137255170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPitJoIqJUY/TyYI4SGxewI/AAAAAAAACRk/5eyIh2QN06Q/s400/IMG_2074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAszKwytBWs/TyYI4T6Wb2I/AAAAAAAACRc/90u3KxnzKFc/s1600/IMG_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703255741622021986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAszKwytBWs/TyYI4T6Wb2I/AAAAAAAACRc/90u3KxnzKFc/s400/IMG_2073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dOmNmHWOQRI/TyYIJrJrE5I/AAAAAAAACRQ/6uUmvQPOjCk/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703254940406453138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dOmNmHWOQRI/TyYIJrJrE5I/AAAAAAAACRQ/6uUmvQPOjCk/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uctTC1tXD68/TyYH98OqG7I/AAAAAAAACRE/xBv0v5u7nAo/s1600/IMG_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703254738832333746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uctTC1tXD68/TyYH98OqG7I/AAAAAAAACRE/xBv0v5u7nAo/s400/IMG_2062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JegcSQ4VK4/TyYH9fevsZI/AAAAAAAACQ4/M3aWihqUqfU/s1600/IMG_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703254714882680226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8omnK3-GzEE/TyYH8jAnZaI/AAAAAAAACQU/A0gmkjd39-o/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-1697774931932904930?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1697774931932904930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/stacis-bridalbachelorette-shower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1697774931932904930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1697774931932904930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/stacis-bridalbachelorette-shower.html' title='Staci&apos;s Bridal/Bachelorette/ (&amp;lingerie) Shower'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDEcvgIjz4o/TyYJBAiFrNI/AAAAAAAACSY/sf_zkvj6mMc/s72-c/IMG_2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4019691980155864461</id><published>2012-01-17T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:04:41.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage in the late 20's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So! I have a question for the world out there. Does anyone know of people who have been married (first time, no kids) in their late 20's and found it joyful and magical as if they were young? I want to hear stories!! Please fill me in! I am interested in hearing about people who got married 25-30 years old and it was wonderful for them. Tell me your success stories! Tell me the good news! I want to know. How did you (they) meet? What was different about falling in love at an older age than a younger age? What are some benefits having waiting longer to tie the knot? What are good points about it? Is having kids the same, or what is different?? All love stories are welcome!&lt;br /&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/1542457541067909113-4019691980155864461?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4019691980155864461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/marriage-in-late-20s.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4019691980155864461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4019691980155864461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/marriage-in-late-20s.html' title='Marriage in the late 20&apos;s'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5606232528803972680</id><published>2012-01-17T16:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:18:49.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Therapy- from another really cool blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Wgiy_AhCNA/TxYRWZNOX8I/AAAAAAAACP8/1imPsaa-G4Q/s1600/hearttherarpy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Wgiy_AhCNA/TxYRWZNOX8I/AAAAAAAACP8/1imPsaa-G4Q/s400/hearttherarpy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698761454905089986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="  font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-;color:white;" &gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-;color:white;" &gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This  week we are listing what we value. All too often we choose what we  value based on what we think people want us to value, rather than what  we really love. I found this &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 800; line-height: 22px;"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; helpful to remind me of what I really enjoy doing, what I love because of who I am, not who anyone thinks I should be. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Here is my list:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;What are my values?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; I believe education is extremely important for the betterment of an individual and for the betterment of the entire world. The more we educate ourselves, the less room we have for prejudice and ignorance. I do not believe you have to go to a specific college or be enrolled in a college to be educated and smart. Education is opening up ones mind to gain knowledge about as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Politics: &lt;/b&gt;I don't love politics, I like to stay out of them as much as I can. I feel that too many people get so heated over it and it doesn't need to be. I am an optimist, and I believe in seeing the best in everyone. I like to be informed, but I like to stay out of politics as best I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Religion: &lt;/b&gt;This is a life-long struggle for me...I have sought to find my self identity with religion since I can remember. I know there is God, and I know we are one family. I strive to be better, and I strive to be open minded, but hold firm values and morals as well. I appreciate so many things about so many religions, its hard for me to just define myself as only one. I believe God is ultimately Light, and everything good is Light, and that we are all seeking after the Light. So I consider myself a follower of the Light. Which in arabic, "follower" is the word "i" and "Light/Glory" is the word "Baha." Which together means Baha'i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parenting&lt;/b&gt;:I want to be a stay at home mother with a husband who can help provide for our family. I want to instill great values in my children, and guide them to have purpose in morals. I want them to look up to me as an inspiration for their lives, and want to choose good because of the way I live my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Relationship&lt;/b&gt;: Patience, communication, trust, core values, similar life visions, compassion for one another, and also joy and laughter!!! Magic, romance, fun and mystery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Men:&lt;/b&gt; who is the ideal man for you: My ideal man is kind, honest, hard working, has a soft and gentle heart, accepting, easy going, fun, motivated, determined, and inspires me to be a better person. Someone I am attracted to and find joy and love with. A man who will tell me I am beautiful when I don't feel it, who will listen and pep-talk me when I cry, who I can laugh and be silly with and will laugh at my nerdy-ness, who can dream big with me, and hold my hand and sit with me until my tears turn into a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-;color:white;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Friends:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt; I like to have friends that I can be one-on-one with. I like to have friends that we can be real together, that we can share our hearts with each other. I like to have friends that are fun, and excited about life. I like to feel like I can make a difference in their life or give them memories, talks or laughter that they can hold dear to their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movies&lt;/b&gt;: Comedies and romances or a bit of both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Books&lt;/b&gt;: Secrets of the Light is a great one I recently have read. I do enjoy reading, I want to do it more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-;color:white;" &gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Problem Secretary Normal'; line-height: 22px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jewelry&lt;/b&gt;: Almost always just earrings. I love to wear sparkly earrings with any outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fashion: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kind of simple/classic style with a few trendy accessories here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cars&lt;/b&gt;: My own SUV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Architecture and House Style: Something absolutely beautiful and full of light. Lots of windows, and everything fresh and clean. Ahhhh.....Something on a hill would be great too, something where I can see over a valley or a city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Furniture:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;White, classic, dark wood, things that are bright, simple and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemstone: I love rose quart- they represent the heart chakra....which is a healing stone for your heart and love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weather: &lt;/b&gt;I guess I can enjoy it all. I love warmth especially, I feel freer when it is warm. But I love love love rain. Rain is magical and mystical. Rain is so magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geography&lt;/b&gt;: Ireland, Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-;color:white;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Season: &lt;/b&gt;Summer, Spring, Fall is beautiful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music for Listening: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of things, it depends on the mood. I love classical, spiritual music, I love pop music on the radio, I love anything that is up beat, fun, and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music for Dancing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop music is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leisure Time Activity:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogging, relaxing in my clean room, baking cookies...writing things down, reading or pondering life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kick-up-your-heels fun:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing and feeling alive and joyful!!! I miss those young and fun college days...(last year lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exercise:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOGA! It is the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Television Show:&lt;br /&gt;Modern Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food to cook/eat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cupcakes, muffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Restaurant:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biaggias Italiano Ristorante MmmMM...I love the location and atmosphere just as much or more as the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shopping Place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Craft stores or anything like that! I love Davids Bridal too, because I like to dream about getting married and being fancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vacation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywhere really. I want to go anywhere. The beach, the east coast, across the world....anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sport to play &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soccer or basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Color&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to wear: Navy Blue, Pink is nice, or blue of any color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to decorate: Just depends! There are so many pretty colors to spice up life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabrics: I don't know, it really depends on where you are decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flowers: &lt;/b&gt;Peonies, tulips, roses, lilacs, lilies....all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conversation&lt;/b&gt;: So many! I miss having conversations with friends. I love talking about life, about feelings, about dreams, spirituality, inspirations, new ideas for life, new hopes, romance, decorating, something funny!! Funny stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;   line-height: 22px;font-family:'Problem Secretary Normal';color:#333333;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Age Group to hang out with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My age or older. I love older women who are a little ahead of me that I can get inspired from. It is so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is YOURS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 24 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5606232528803972680?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5606232528803972680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/heart-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5606232528803972680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5606232528803972680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/heart-therapy.html' title='Heart Therapy- from another really cool blog.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Wgiy_AhCNA/TxYRWZNOX8I/AAAAAAAACP8/1imPsaa-G4Q/s72-c/hearttherarpy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2210384608754970300</id><published>2012-01-12T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:45:13.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puff Poms!</title><content type='html'>Two summers ago I saw these in a flower shop display. I looked at them a bit closer and figured out how easy they are to make at home!!! They are sooo cute for any part in the house, or for a party. I made these for a bridal shower this weekend. Which, I am going to blog more about with pictures afterward because my crafty-ness has gone to an all time madness high with this shower. ha ha! Anyway, here is a photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I99IjVpj48k/Tw_SJo5AsZI/AAAAAAAACPo/xC0B5PZf9-E/s1600/IMG_2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I99IjVpj48k/Tw_SJo5AsZI/AAAAAAAACPo/xC0B5PZf9-E/s400/IMG_2046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697003116684161426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fzge9XbWPs/Tw_SJYJ8p2I/AAAAAAAACPY/BgIxTf4sg3U/s1600/IMG_2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fzge9XbWPs/Tw_SJYJ8p2I/AAAAAAAACPY/BgIxTf4sg3U/s400/IMG_2045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697003112191797090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cost me about $1 to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.All you have to do is buy tissue paper with your color that you choose....you can spice it up and do a few different colors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Separate the tissue paper and cut in half...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fold it down like a fan back and forth all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Clench in the middle and wire it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do this several times to make several puffs, and then wire them all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Separate the tissue paper to make them puffy and attach a ribbon to tie them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2210384608754970300?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2210384608754970300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/puff-poms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2210384608754970300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2210384608754970300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/puff-poms.html' title='Puff Poms!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I99IjVpj48k/Tw_SJo5AsZI/AAAAAAAACPo/xC0B5PZf9-E/s72-c/IMG_2046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7595854259560946347</id><published>2012-01-08T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T04:04:56.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some answered Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" id="u2yyjf_8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey friends! So...I wanted to write this blog for a while but hadn't gotten to it. A lot of people when they ask about the Baha'i Faith, their first question is in regards to Jesus Christ as the son of God. Well! Great news is that you don't have to hold back on your feelings about Christ, because Baha'is believe and accept him as exactly who He said He was! :) Jesus Christ IS the Son of God. Here are some very enlightening Writings about Jesus himself. :) My brother Josh, recently put it into great perspective. He said he had recently been reading the New Testament, and thought, Sheesh! This is great!! And for centuries and centuries people have been fighting about this!? It's SO simple what Jesus taught!! I love it. It really is so simple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The brilliant Star of Jesus rose from the horizon upon the Israelites,  brightening the world, until all sects and creeds and nations were  taught the beauty of unity. There cannot be any better proof than this  that Jesus was the Word of God." (Abdu'l-Baha, Abdu'l-Baha in London, p.  42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" id="u2yyjf_8"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="translationEligibleUserMessage"&gt;"All  the Prophets of God, including Jesus Christ, appeared in the world for  the education of humanity, to develop immature souls into maturity, to  transform the ignorant of mankind into the knowing, thereby establishing  love and unity through divine education and training. The Prophets have  not come to cause discord and enmity. For God has wished all good for  His servants, and he who wishes the s&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ervants  of God evil is against God; he has not obeyed the will and emulated the  example of God; he has followed Satanic leadings and footprints. The  attributes of God are love and mercy; the attribute of Satan is hate.  Therefore, he who is merciful and kind to his fellowmen is manifesting  the divine attribute, and he who is hating and hostile toward a fellow  creature is satanic. God is absolute love, even as Jesus Christ has  declared, and Satan is utter hatred. Wherever love is witnessed, know  that there is a manifestation of God's mercy; whenever you meet hatred  and enmity, know that these are the evidences and attributes of Satan.  The Prophets have appeared in this world with the mission that human  souls may become the expressions of the Merciful, that they may be  educated and developed, attain to love and amity and establish peace and  agreement." — The Baha'i Writings ('Abdu'l-Bahá, in The Promulgation of  Universal Peace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ps. Why am I so fascinated and enthralled with religion?!?!?! I don't know any blonde haired girl who likes to paint her nails bright pink and has sparkly things surrounding her room that loves the study of religion as much as I do!!! Ha ha. I love it! I am so intrigued by it.....and so it is!!! I think it is fascinating, it is something that I am interested in always to learn more of! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7595854259560946347?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7595854259560946347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-answered-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7595854259560946347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7595854259560946347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-answered-questions.html' title='Some answered Questions'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4295188354134969464</id><published>2012-01-07T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:04:45.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good old Tum saved the day</title><content type='html'>So.....for a few several days I have been having this severe pain in my chest....right around my heart. This happened all at the same time that I have been feeling pretty depressed. I've let myself slip into this depression lately, and I hate it! So....I felt that this pain in my heart was coming from this sadness. I told Chris that I was having exceptional pain in my chest and that I was so sad my heart was going numb! I told him I needed prayers because my heart is in so much pain....spiritual and emotional so much that its causing physical pain! Sooo sad for me huh? Anyway, it started spreading down my arm. It got so extreme that my ribs were tingling, my arm, my whole heart. This had been going on for days. Finally, last night, I said...hey....maybe it's heart burn? What does heart burn feel like? Chris explained it to me......I was like hey! Give me a Tum. lol....so I took 1 baby little pink tum, and within an hour, I was able to burp...(haha, like a baby!) and guess what...the pain went away!!!!!!!! ha ha ha ha. I can't believe it. I was thinking this pain was from being so depressed lately. But All thanks to a TUM, it saved the day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate feeling this way lately though! I've been so down, telling myself I am an ultimate loser. I know.....this doesn't sound like Katie....but I have to fix it up immed! I've been down on myself so bad lately, wishing I was everyone else but me! I know, not normal! But, it will get better. I know it will!!! :) (please don't judge me!!!! ha ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-4295188354134969464?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4295188354134969464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-old-tum-saved-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4295188354134969464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4295188354134969464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-old-tum-saved-day.html' title='A good old Tum saved the day'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7827599158987176896</id><published>2012-01-06T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T00:56:10.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would someone like to go get a cup of tea with me?</title><content type='html'>haha! As I was writing the title to this blog I starting almost laughing and crying at the same time. Laughing because it is so absurd and crying because I am really serious. Ha ha! Well. Here is the thing. I have not had a phone in two months. I don't have a car either. I am going a bit stir crazy! I am at this point where I feel like I can't even get started on anything. I do things of course, like I am planning a bridal shower for my sis in law, and I do crafts and such. However, I've recently reached this level where I feel like I am a maniac that is going around in menical circles! ha ha! (that was a nervous haha with shifty eyes and sweating!) So, this is what I am saying. I miss having a social life. I miss having friends to connect with on a real level. Ahhhh I miss college days! I miss living in the dorms. It was so easy to find friends or someone to chat with back then. I miss all the dances, activities, parties, dates and everything that college gave me. Missing those days!!! But this is now! This is NOW katie danner! Anyway, I am wondering if someone would like to actually get together with me? I think it would be so fun to go out a get cup of tea and talk. I miss talking and having real friends! I spend so much of my time on facebook and blogging, that I miss having real friends and having real social interactions. So...what do you say? My phone number is 801-900-3114. This is my 'google' phone. haha! Nerdy again! If I don't answer LEAVE a message, or text me!!! Or write on here please! Love,  KT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7827599158987176896?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7827599158987176896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/would-someone-like-to-go-get-cup-of-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7827599158987176896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7827599158987176896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/would-someone-like-to-go-get-cup-of-tea.html' title='Would someone like to go get a cup of tea with me?'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-9079177953393689233</id><published>2012-01-02T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:31:24.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved/am grateful for these tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5D-frqpVla0/TwK1GMtqAdI/AAAAAAAACK4/biDT5wkDJkA/s1600/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5D-frqpVla0/TwK1GMtqAdI/AAAAAAAACK4/biDT5wkDJkA/s400/peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693311997046292946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IIJ6fZzBNok/TwKyFQ_3QUI/AAAAAAAACKs/zehDAG_Mb6M/s1600/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IIJ6fZzBNok/TwKyFQ_3QUI/AAAAAAAACKs/zehDAG_Mb6M/s400/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693308682481647938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling an immense amount of anxiety the last few days....an overwhelming amount. I have had troubles breathing even. I have so much on my mind, so many things I am pondering. I went searching for these two wonderful writings that I love, and while looking them up, I came across the most perfect one for me this evening that I would like to share with anyone out there. It was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning the face towards God brings healing to the body,&lt;br /&gt;the mind and the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Dr. J.E. Esslemont, Baha'u'llah and the New Era, p. 99)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It's so funny how sometimes a few simple words can be the most powerful thing in the universe. Here are the original writings I was looking up and love so much:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bestow upon me a heart which, like unto glass, may be illumined with the light of Thy love, and confer upon me a thought which may change this world into a rose-garden through the spiritual bounty. Thou art the Compassionate, the Merciful! Thou art the Great Beneficent God!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Abdu'l-Baha, Tablets of Abdu'l-Baha v3, p.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And another: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God! Refresh and gladden my spirit. Purify my heart. Illumine my powers. I lay all my affairs in Thy hand. Thou art my Guide and my Refuge. I will no longer be sorrowful and grieved; I will be a happy and joyful being. O God! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will no longer be full of anxiety,&lt;/span&gt; nor will I let trouble harass me. I will not dwell on the unpleasant things of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God! Thou art more friend to me than I am to myself. I dedicate myself to Thee, O Lord.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; - 'Abdu'l-Bahá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-9079177953393689233?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/9079177953393689233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-lovedam-grateful-for-these-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/9079177953393689233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/9079177953393689233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-lovedam-grateful-for-these-tonight.html' title='I loved/am grateful for these tonight.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5D-frqpVla0/TwK1GMtqAdI/AAAAAAAACK4/biDT5wkDJkA/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3444025193628975721</id><published>2012-01-02T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:42:34.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIST</title><content type='html'>I am 24 years old, approaching the big 2-5. I have done so many great things so far in my young age, but this is only just the beginning!! There is so much for me to do, to see, to be, to visit, and so much more! So, here is my list. I will start now, and I will add to it as things come up. Here is MY LIST to DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Ireland. Go to Ireland as a single young girl, and run through the vast green hills.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CdgZq_Dueg/TwVJ8PvG1wI/AAAAAAAACLE/_eMyx7GrPcM/s1600/ireland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CdgZq_Dueg/TwVJ8PvG1wI/AAAAAAAACLE/_eMyx7GrPcM/s400/ireland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694038603244951298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ride a camel.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0pL1LgXnwo/TwVKaYswQ1I/AAAAAAAACLQ/20yZ3yYdFVQ/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0pL1LgXnwo/TwVKaYswQ1I/AAAAAAAACLQ/20yZ3yYdFVQ/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694039121047077714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Hawaii or the Caribbean at least once&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTfnOxOXLyc/TwVK6p9DgFI/AAAAAAAACLc/Rm2lEsU54Hg/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTfnOxOXLyc/TwVK6p9DgFI/AAAAAAAACLc/Rm2lEsU54Hg/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694039675434664018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit or serve in the Holy Land&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-al0jGIohX1Y/TwVMJhhjUwI/AAAAAAAACLo/9yIjTuW3evk/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-al0jGIohX1Y/TwVMJhhjUwI/AAAAAAAACLo/9yIjTuW3evk/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694041030381490946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go off sugar for an extended period of time&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slrkbVmKWhs/TwVMYQyFq5I/AAAAAAAACL0/QAprN1uV88A/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slrkbVmKWhs/TwVMYQyFq5I/AAAAAAAACL0/QAprN1uV88A/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694041283585485714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a picture with a penguin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_DI2OcIXcY/TwVMzSQKMwI/AAAAAAAACMA/J1KmGbnU-M0/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_DI2OcIXcY/TwVMzSQKMwI/AAAAAAAACMA/J1KmGbnU-M0/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694041747836515074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit France and Italy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1GuQkUvH-U/TwVNRWl3tCI/AAAAAAAACMM/IEj1YzigS2Q/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1GuQkUvH-U/TwVNRWl3tCI/AAAAAAAACMM/IEj1YzigS2Q/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694042264397394978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ9lwSCRfsI/TwVNgNLTUUI/AAAAAAAACMY/gj0J5zSUtNM/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ9lwSCRfsI/TwVNgNLTUUI/AAAAAAAACMY/gj0J5zSUtNM/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694042519568077122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Hollands massive Tulip fields&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydaBikilcoM/TwVNz-DzvrI/AAAAAAAACMk/FajMBysFNxw/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydaBikilcoM/TwVNz-DzvrI/AAAAAAAACMk/FajMBysFNxw/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694042859107499698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel to interesting places, capture of a photo of me in front of world monuments, and frame them around my house. For instance, a photo of me and the eiffel tower, photo of me in Israel, in Ireland, at a beach in Hawaii etc...and frame them around my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write my very own book or inspirational blog&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWNwIdwuhfI/TwVOGj7QMbI/AAAAAAAACMw/Y_Xg8D3gan0/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWNwIdwuhfI/TwVOGj7QMbI/AAAAAAAACMw/Y_Xg8D3gan0/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694043178509808050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit the House of Worship in Chicago&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZjJQTDAqQs/TwVPEh-dNiI/AAAAAAAACM8/G_3kcuFkDq4/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZjJQTDAqQs/TwVPEh-dNiI/AAAAAAAACM8/G_3kcuFkDq4/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694044243138262562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach classes or seminars about progressive societies and how to unite cultures etc.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-johrWfGZmQ0/TwVPXFynZsI/AAAAAAAACNI/ZTnMWG2HRz4/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-johrWfGZmQ0/TwVPXFynZsI/AAAAAAAACNI/ZTnMWG2HRz4/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694044561989920450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decorate my own home with flavor, color and beauty!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrITFozRlDM/TwVQVm3utQI/AAAAAAAACNU/JdxWppERouU/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrITFozRlDM/TwVQVm3utQI/AAAAAAAACNU/JdxWppERouU/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694045636021630210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a good example for my nieces and nephews&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marry the love of my life and have a splendid and lovely life purpose together&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LGkQ-2yBlmo/TwVR1eVFfeI/AAAAAAAACNg/_mU3Rk-VFCM/s1600/camel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LGkQ-2yBlmo/TwVR1eVFfeI/AAAAAAAACNg/_mU3Rk-VFCM/s400/camel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694047282996280802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, this is all I have for now. It's so weird that it is so short, but I can honestly say I have done so many of the things I have reallllly wanted to do.&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/1542457541067909113-3444025193628975721?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3444025193628975721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-list.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3444025193628975721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3444025193628975721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-list.html' title='MY LIST'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CdgZq_Dueg/TwVJ8PvG1wI/AAAAAAAACLE/_eMyx7GrPcM/s72-c/ireland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7405731016479464192</id><published>2011-12-31T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:09:44.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A NEW YEAR! Woo-HOO! I am so excited for this and so ready to begin a new chapter in life. In 2012, this is what I am creating:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-My own apartment with walls that I can paint!! I want to paint the walls, bathroom, and hang white lights in my apartment! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-A job that is very abundant and where I can use my talents and personality! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Traveling!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want 2012 to be my year to TRAVEL!!!!!! I want to travel this world! I want to go to Ireland first, possibly Israel (I believe I am signed up for pilgrimage in Haifa for March 2012) and anywhere!! Maybe Hawaii? I would love to go to Hawaii!! I want to travel and take photos of all the places I go, and frame a picture of each place on my wall. This has been my dream for many years. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This brings me back to my job. I have a Bachelor degree in Communications, and I have plenty of training and experience in Event Planning. I can do T.V., I can be a representative for a company, I can do ANYTHING! I am OPEN to so many possibilities!!! I literally am open to anything!!! I can create an awesome job that fits my personality so well!! I am so excited, I can feel it coming!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7405731016479464192?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7405731016479464192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7405731016479464192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7405731016479464192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html' title='2012!!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3793682945629268686</id><published>2011-12-30T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T03:12:56.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding sincerity, and getting to the 'point.' This doesn't really make sense. haha.</title><content type='html'>My deepest fear is not spiders, nor large whales, or even dying in a car accident. Actually, I don't even have a fear of public speaking. Ha! That's a breeze. But what I am most afraid is something more. Something much more profound and well, something that keeps me up at night. This fear plagues me like the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can best explain this to get to the point quickly, my greatest fear would be that I am terrified of not doing or living up to my potential in this life, not serving humanity, not leaving a positive trail behind me, and not doing all I can to somehow make this world better. There you have it world, that is my greatest fear! Where do I come up with this stuff? It must be my very extensively long and analytical mind. Perhaps. Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been honestly wondering where I can go to get in touch with myself. I mean the part of me that I can't find at a beauty salon, or a clothing store, a bank, or even in all my hobbies or exercising. I mean, where can I be real? Where can I express my hearts feelings, my fears, my longings, desires, dreams, pain, sorrows? Where can I go to connect and live from the space of my own heart? I have been wondering in my mind where this place is...? I often feel that I can hardly talk to anyone anymore without a phone ringing, a kid crying, a rush home for an appointment, or someone being hungry. I guess this may be where many people find themselves reflective in their spiritual outlet, or their church practices or so forth. However, I decided tonight, for now, it is my blog. I don't mind who reads it, if anything, I gladly would like to open up a bit and hopefully inspire another to do so too. I'm having a hard time secretly hiding everything that's *really* going on with me. I have before lived life from a genuine space of being real, and open and honest, but somehow lately, I've become a bit more impersonal with myself, and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided for right now, blogging is my space. This is my space to open up, to be real and authentic. I have a heart, and I am on this experience of life, so I am learning. I have to learn somehow, and I feel that writing things out may be best for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the beginning of this blog. My fear that keeps me awake at night, that haunts me, and even drives me in life....is the lack of doing something. The fear of not being great, the fear of not using all my God-given gifts, talents and abilities to serve the world around me. I only have one single life, and it wont last forever.  I don't mean I want to go drink, bungee jump, or even just be a wild woman. What I am talking about doing with my time here on earth is more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my life here, I want to be an example of goodness. For some reason, and I may have shared this in a blog before, but I came into the world with an extremely sensitive heart. I mean, when I was only 5 years old, I could feel the pain of a 40 or 50 year old woman, and it would affect me. I would cry in my bed over the bum I saw on a street, or a family member who was struggling. When something sad or hard was happening, my heart would literally break....I am very sensitive to things going on around me. For many years this was a very hard attribute about me as it became almost too much to feel so many others feelings. But as I grew older, I learned to use this to my advantage...and I then learned the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Compassion&lt;/span&gt;. That is what I am. I know what it means to have compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I have realized that this weakness I once had can actually be turned into a strength of mine. I realized that I can feel others feelings at times because I am the one who is supposed to shift it. I am a person who can offer goodness and shift these hardships into something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I still hear of things that make me so sad. I see things that I want so badly to be better for others. I ache for others happiness and growth. When I see certain situations or hardships occuring around me, I will think about it for many hours afterward. I want so much to be able to do something, to inspire them, to show they are loved, to be there, or to even change their situation. But I can't. I am not superwoman, and I don't think God intended it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the natural order of this Universe, every person is endowed with free will. Each person comes into this life with a unique plan set out for them, and they have choices to make. Each human being experiences pain, and hardship. That is inevitable and unavoidable. So, it is not my place to try to take these tests away from people. Tests are actually a gift to us, they are our opportunities for growth in this life. So...I have learned that I can't change the entire world, and I can't assist or support every single sad person- although I would really in my heart, sincerely love to. If I could have any super-power, it would be the power to heal. I would love to heal the world and touch the lives of many so that everyone could feel joy and peace. But that's not apart of God or the Universes plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I have come to some conclusions which, at the end of this, you may gather why this is my greatest fear. My feelings is that even though I can't help the whole world at one time, I feel that I must do something. I have felt in my own heart that my entire purpose of being here on this earth is to literally serve humanity. I feel that my point of my life is to share and give what I can to this world while I am here. I am meant to shine my light brightly in whichever ways I can so I am being my contribution. So, this is why I want so badly to do something great. I want to share my gifts to brighten this world. I want to serve others. I want every day of my life to be devoted to giving and serving a purpose here. I want to be a beacon of light......as best I can. I feel that is the only way I can begin by supporting others to overcome their hardships...is by me being the light first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where my deepest fear or my panic button comes in! I often stay up and think, what can I do? What is the perfect place for me? Where does my heart belong, and how can I assist others to be inspired? I want to know this. I am 24 years old and I feel I have the world at my feet. I have so much to give and offer this world. I just want to make sure it is in the best place and best way I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I suppose the beginning of this journey is being self-reflective. This is why I get to start taking time in my life to reflect and mediate, and be authentic. I have to start opening up somewhere....somehow. I have to find a place to hone and replenish the core of me, and grow that light bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you, dear blog come in. I want this space to be for me to share about my real feelings...and be sincere. I want to share about my own personal journey of life on here. I want to be real on here, I want to be open and honest to the core of me....because after all, that is all I really have! Everything else is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure this particular blog got anywhere. HAHA. But I do feel better. I feel better that I can and will find my purpose more clearly. And to be quite honest, I feel that a big part of our purpose here is first by being sincere. So there. I am being 100% sincere and real from here on out. I am going to start posting my real feelings and thoughts about life. I feel like with all this surfacey stuff that I get caught up in, that I am missing the point half the time! I want to do more reflecting and more pondering about my life. For me this IS a big part of the point of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socractes says it best= &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A life unexamined is not worth living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on myself right now. I have lots of ways to go, actually an eternities length. But I want to make this journey interesting and fulfilling....so I am starting with the very core of me. I am getting straight to the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-3793682945629268686?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3793682945629268686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/finding-sincerity-and-getting-to-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3793682945629268686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3793682945629268686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/finding-sincerity-and-getting-to-point.html' title='Finding sincerity, and getting to the &apos;point.&apos; This doesn&apos;t really make sense. haha.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7591555674324869910</id><published>2011-12-27T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T03:53:00.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suggestions...help!</title><content type='html'>This is going to sound really bad, and I hate to admit this to the world, ha ha....but I have to reach out and get advice or help! I have a Lipoma on my back. It is very big. Lipomas are fatty tumors that have built up over time, but are very benign. They are not harmful to your health, so the only reason people generally get them removed is for cosmetic reasons. Well....mine is huge, and if anyone else had it, trust me, you'd want to get it removed!! I have an option of surgery which costs thousands of dollars (and I have no insurance at the time...) or I have heard of people healing them naturally. Has anyone ever heard or know of a natural supplement that can help diminish Lipomas? I really want to get rid of it ASAP! Please, if you have any suggestions, or know of ANYTHING, or know something that worked for someone, please respond here, or email me: &lt;a href="mailto:katherinedanner@hotmail.com"&gt;katherinedanner@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7591555674324869910?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7591555674324869910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/suggestionshelp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7591555674324869910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7591555674324869910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/suggestionshelp.html' title='Suggestions...help!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6213426577049919070</id><published>2011-12-12T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:58:17.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ps. on a continuing note of my last post:</title><content type='html'>Has anyone out there ever felt like you were destined to do something so big with your life? Have you ever felt like you have something so powerful to achieve and to do and something is so grand inside of you that you just don't know how to stuff it down? Have you ever felt that you had a purpose that was so unique but SO big that it boiled inside of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have! I feel that way every day...I feel this constant push inside of myself to do something so big, and I mean BIG. Something that is beyond ordinary, something that is extraordinary and magnificient! I just have to harness this grand light inside me and channel it somewhere. I have to put it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking, has anyone else ever felt this way, or is just me!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6213426577049919070?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6213426577049919070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/ps-on-continuing-note-of-my-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6213426577049919070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6213426577049919070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/ps-on-continuing-note-of-my-last-post.html' title='Ps. on a continuing note of my last post:'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7766002715995470080</id><published>2011-12-12T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:54:13.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New, new, NEW!</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for new beginnings, new starts, new life, new freshness! I am ready for a clean slate, to start anew, to begin once more! Have you ever felt musty, and stuck, and kind of just BLAH!?! Well, that is me!! I am so ready for a fresh mind, a clear heart, new dreams, new goals, new life. Sounds good! Also a great quote for food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"True loss is for him whose days have been spent in utter ignorance of his self."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ps. Dear Universe: I am ready for a NEW LIFE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7766002715995470080?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7766002715995470080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-new-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7766002715995470080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7766002715995470080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-new-new.html' title='New, new, NEW!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8976593440037514639</id><published>2011-12-10T23:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:48:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest Catch-22 story told of all time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-8976593440037514639?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8976593440037514639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/biggest-catch-22-story-told-of-all-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8976593440037514639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8976593440037514639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/biggest-catch-22-story-told-of-all-time.html' title='The biggest Catch-22 story told of all time'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7228403077813103082</id><published>2011-12-07T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:45:47.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute/Inexpensive Christmas Gift idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wIzhRQPiuY/TuA0afdWVZI/AAAAAAAACKQ/J46TTbaoV6I/s1600/snowmen%2Bmarshmallows.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wIzhRQPiuY/TuA0afdWVZI/AAAAAAAACKQ/J46TTbaoV6I/s400/snowmen%2Bmarshmallows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683600359467406738" 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, 102, 255);font-size:180%;"&gt;Marshmallow Snowmen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cute and so Delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this several years ago in a magazine, and I made them at home. They turned out so cute! This year, I am going to make these Snowmen Marshmallows, and attach a pack of Hot Chocolate with it. I think this would be a great idea if you want to give simple gifts to several people, or have a Christmas party and want to have something in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl1_lblContentArea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl1_lblContentArea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;"&gt;All you have to buy is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl1_lblContentArea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl1_lblContentArea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;"&gt;-Large Marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-White Chocolate Wafers (to melt, whatever kind you want)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Sticks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Milk Chocolate Wafers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Orange Chocolate Wafers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-A thing to draw the face etc with (can't think of what they are called, but you know, be creative!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Mini Baggies to cover over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Red hots, or mini m&amp;amp;m's for buttons (if you choose)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instructions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Put two or three marshmallows on a stick (your choice)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Melt the White chocolate either on the stove or in microwave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Dip the marshmallows in white chocolate and let sit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Melt the Milk Chocolate and Orange Chocolate in separate bowls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Draw the face and arms &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Let sit&lt;/b&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/1542457541067909113-7228403077813103082?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7228403077813103082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/cuteinexpensive-christmas-gift-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7228403077813103082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7228403077813103082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/cuteinexpensive-christmas-gift-idea.html' title='Cute/Inexpensive Christmas Gift idea'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wIzhRQPiuY/TuA0afdWVZI/AAAAAAAACKQ/J46TTbaoV6I/s72-c/snowmen%2Bmarshmallows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4552182287942227350</id><published>2011-12-06T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:07:53.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never, ever really know...</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is my second blog in one night. Recently I was on my Facebook account and I told my Mom how envious yet frustrated I was at some people who portray these sort of perfect lives. I said, Mom! I am so annoyed and frustrated at such and such because their lives seem soooo perfect! She came over and I showed her some photos...and she laughed. She said, Katie. Do you know what I see? I thought she was going to say, "Of course Katie. I see what you mean. These people are just putting it up for show cause they aren't truly happy." Nope. That isn't what she said. She paused, and she said to my surprise..."Katie. I see YOU." I said "What?" She said, "Katie, when I see these 'perfect images being portrayed, I see you! You do the exact same thing. You have no idea how many people are looking at your photos and thinking the same thing. From the outside, your life looks perfect. It looks easy, and too good to be true." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh come on Mom! There is no way," i said. I was shocked, but then I tried to get her to be mad at these people with me some more. (I don't know why it should make me mad? I love being happy for others successes. But hey, I can get a bit envious when it seems TOO perfect.) So as we were skimming some pictures she said, "Katie! It's not real! It's not real at all. It's just images. I don't feel like they have perfect lives at all. It's just 'stuff!" I thought, yeah! She is right...it IS just STUFF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I got to thinking some more. Growing up, my Mom would always say, &lt;i&gt;You NEVER know what is really going on behind the scenes. From the outside it seems a certain way, but you have NO idea and will never, ever really know what truly goes on in their lives&lt;/i&gt;. Everyone has problems. It is inescapable. If they don't have illness, there may be a sudden death they have to suffer through. If it isn't financial issues, then it may be inner sadness or anxiety they may have to endure. The bottom line is you really never ever know what is truly going on. People may look like they have it 'all together' from the outside, but you don't know how they feel on the inside. They may be sad or have a heavy secret weighing on their heart. You never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let go of my judgements about those once 'perfect people.' I realize that it is just images and that everyone has problems! No one has a 'perfect life.' And for people who may look at my page, blog, or Facebook, or whatever, trust me- my life is not perfect! I absolutely have several tests to face and trials I have to overcome. I am simply a human being just like you, and everyone. I have more tests and trials than I could ever describe. I ache so bad sometimes to have that one-on-one connection with others, where we CAN share our real life stories, and be honest and open- and much less concerned about the 'images' we hold up to keep us separate. I have lots of struggles too, and I would love to connect to others in meaningful ways, but it feels as if there is no time in this fast-paced, materialistic, self-interested country we live in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. I will set my sights higher for tomorrow, and wish for the best for everyone, in hopes that maybe we can realize, you really truly never really know what is REALLY going on with others behind the scenes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. I know these last two blogs weren't very positive or joyful...I will post more happy and fun things next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-4552182287942227350?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4552182287942227350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-never-ever-really-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4552182287942227350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4552182287942227350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-never-ever-really-know.html' title='You never, ever really know...'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2233672451661815172</id><published>2011-12-06T01:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:04:48.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deflated..</title><content type='html'>I know I am almost always the most positive, reflective (trying anyway) to be person. I like to keep things bright, and lighthearted, positive and fun. That is because I am seeking to create a happiness around me that I really can't find elsewhere in the world. However, I am totally deflated when I come to realizations that much of the world is so harsh and rude and vial toward one another. I literally feel my heart break to learn of so much hatred, judgement, ridicule and cruelty we have here on this planet. At times I want to go around and punch some people and create wars to tell them how idiotic they are, (woa, is this really katie talking? ha) and I feel this amount of rage stirring inside. Then I stop myself. I think, this is literally war. Getting angry at those idiots who are, well, angry too- is creating more of what I was mad about in the first place. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh. I am feeling deflated. I have a hard time focusing on negative things, or talking about things that upset me, because I want to be positive and a light in the world. But there are times when I am awakened to this cruelty and harsh judgements that exist in the world. Grr...I would really like to explain what is really happening more personally in my life...but I guess that should go in a private journal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously can't understand how people can judge others based on their social status, their money, their skin color, their religion, their clothes, car, job, or HAIR COLOR for CRYING OUT LOUD. This American country is founded on the dominant Christian Faith, regardless of your sect you may follow. Christ taught ALL people to love EVERYONE, and judge ye lest ye be judged. How can judging another human being on their hair, or social status be considered as being a Christian country?! I don't care how many times you go to church, or your church callings, or what you practice, if you can't simply love another human being just for being a human, then you may be in big trouble with the bigger picture of your Faith than you thought. Or how could you judge someone on their religion!? Christ himself was a Jew. He was NOT born a Christian. So how can we begin to judge someones religious title? Ok, enough with this talk about beliefs...I know how people like to pick apart and find any reason to disagree or be mad...but what I am saying is the simplest form of truth. Love one another. You don't need to fight about anything to get that. So take it or leave it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am overly exhausted from selfishness, from close-minded-ness, superficiality and greed. When we die, I promise you, it will all be gone. Everything will be gone. Your money, your house, your car, your clothes, your job, your social status, your religious label! I have trust that when the time comes to reflect back on your very short life, your attachments to your house etc. will not be of any value to you. What you will take with you is the way you made others feel. Did you care more about the pain and sadness in your sisters eyes, or did you care more about the nicest and new outfit out in the market? Did you take the time to notice a stranger who was alone, or scared...or did you only think about your own selfish problems? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope that one day I can select a partner/man who has a tender and pure heart. These are the men who care genuinely for others, and especially their women. They love, protect, and honor her &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Rare, I know. These men are rare, and special as they truly know what it means to experience a higher level of love. These men would never judge another, they find the good in everyone. These men are kind, warm, sincere and open. I do believe they are far and few between- but, they are certainly out there. Perhaps like little sparkly droplets one in a million. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God Grant me the strength to change the things I can. Courage to accept the things I can't. And Wisdom to know the difference." -A.A. Quote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, as 'fluffy' and 'bubbly' as people believe I am, I wish I was more so very often. I wish I could be a girl who doesn't think about much more than her shoes, or her hair color. I do think of those things, but oh...I have so many deep thoughts constantly running through my mind that I could never possibly explain. I wish sometimes that I was a girl who never questioned anything, who just followed what I was told. Why do I have to think so much? My brother told me recently that when he thinks of me, he always imagines me alone. Ha ha. Sad, but kind of true. I love to be social, but I certainly have never followed the crowds. I can't ever have shallow relationships with other- I can't even try to force it. I like relationships that are meaningful and truly care. They are one-on-one. This is why I am alone most often. Since I have moved to Orem/Provo, I can honestly say I have not made one single close friend in 2 1/2 years. I have had close friends my entire life, but none here. I just feel that I can't relate to these people here on a deeper, non-superfical level. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, on a positive note...never mind. I am NOT in the mood for being positive right now. Sometimes I just can't help but be disappointed by humanity and the ways people treat one another. Sometimes I just pretend that things don't bother me. I know this blog is vague, I really have a lot more going on and this entire blog is beating around the bush, but I just can't bring myself to blast specific people or to point the finger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I hope that there is light and joy out there in the world, somewhere tonight. I will work harder at this life tomorrow. Goodnight for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2233672451661815172?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2233672451661815172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/deflated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2233672451661815172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2233672451661815172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/12/deflated.html' title='Deflated..'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5527827654836459405</id><published>2011-11-28T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:43:39.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><title type='text'>Need Help Decorating or Planning Parties? Or someone to Christmas shop and Professionally Wrap your Presents?! Call Katie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3b-GTte8lQ/TtRFAOET8lI/AAAAAAAACJU/_1Y5J7on5T0/s1600/Decorator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3b-GTte8lQ/TtRFAOET8lI/AAAAAAAACJU/_1Y5J7on5T0/s400/Decorator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680240900099535442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hristmas time is here! You have to get a Tree, lights, ornaments, candles, poinsettias, Home decoration, Christmas shopping, Wrapping, Baking, service projects, concerts, plays, family-traditions, ice skating, gingerbread houses, mistletoe, and so much more! Feeling a bit overwhelmed? Hire your Personal Holiday Assistant, and Call Katie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Yes, that is right my Friends.&lt;br /&gt;For this season I am available to&lt;br /&gt;do things such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Party Planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas Shopping &amp;amp; Wrapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ultimately I will assist YOU in making this Holiday season easier and more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKR5DpEu124/TtRivMPJqbI/AAAAAAAACJg/bIjtqiLRdjQ/s1600/Shopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKR5DpEu124/TtRivMPJqbI/AAAAAAAACJg/bIjtqiLRdjQ/s400/Shopper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680273592899185074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Here is an Example so you get the Picture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will come to your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Decorate your Tree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Wrap your presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;         Starting at $25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-OR-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Have a Christmas Party Coming up? I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;" &gt;Shop for your items you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-large;" &gt;Help you set up, decorate, and prepare for party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Starting at $35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I am passionate about doing all three of these things and have experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have 3 years experience of Event Planning in College.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I have done holiday jobs at the mall wrapping gifts, so I am excellent at making presents look professional and beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I worked at a Home Decorating store at Christmas time, Modern Display, and I learned MANY decorating techniques to make your home look festive AND classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prices are Negotiable and Reasonable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CONTACT INFORMATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Call my phone, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;801-900-3114&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. If I don't answer, leave me a Voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OR you can email me at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katherinedanner@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Message me your Name, Phone#, What you want done and When, and I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;call you back shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5527827654836459405?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5527827654836459405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/need-help-decorating-or-planning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5527827654836459405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5527827654836459405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/need-help-decorating-or-planning.html' title='Need Help Decorating or Planning Parties? Or someone to Christmas shop and Professionally Wrap your Presents?! Call Katie!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3b-GTte8lQ/TtRFAOET8lI/AAAAAAAACJU/_1Y5J7on5T0/s72-c/Decorator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5885046922322305265</id><published>2011-11-28T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:56:14.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deluctable Lusciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr0IL1mtT8c/TtbLKnM3jEI/AAAAAAAACJs/oPADdNwnmfQ/s1600/bybble%2Bbath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 400px; height: 333px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680951363156544578" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr0IL1mtT8c/TtbLKnM3jEI/AAAAAAAACJs/oPADdNwnmfQ/s400/bybble%2Bbath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;One of my all time favorite, magical, most cozy things that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love doing is taking a bath, or a shower. Let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love, and I mean LOVE the new start that a hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bath or shower gives me. It's a new beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love showering from head to toe, washing my hair, shaving my legs and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scrubbing my face. I love taking off old nail polish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;filing my nails, and in the shower letting them soak. Everything is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sparkling when I get out. *SPARKLING*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, I love brushing my pearly whites, knowing they are in great condition,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;combing my hair soft and fresh, ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it smells like heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I then love putting on my brand spanking fresh clothes from the laundry, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new clothes even,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and then painting my nails for a fresh start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It doesn't cost a lot to make me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last few days I've been feeling frump town, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so today, I went to the grocery store near me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I bought this Shampoo and Conditioner that is supposed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be for Blonde's to lighten your hair even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I bought nailpolish remover, nail-filers, and a NEW nail-polish color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like a million bucks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It works every time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Showering fresh, doing my hair fresh, new nails, new shaved legs, freshly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;done eye-brows....ahhh....it makes me think of blue, sparkling, crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bubbles. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That is all I wanted to share. It is literally one of my favorite thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is a new beginning every time I do. A new start at life! A fresh slate of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PURE FRESHNESS. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5885046922322305265?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5885046922322305265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/deluctable-lusciousness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5885046922322305265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5885046922322305265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/deluctable-lusciousness.html' title='Deluctable Lusciousness'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr0IL1mtT8c/TtbLKnM3jEI/AAAAAAAACJs/oPADdNwnmfQ/s72-c/bybble%2Bbath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8112231253386105912</id><published>2011-11-27T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T03:36:11.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Fun- All about K-Toid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where is your cell phone? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;At my Sister Megans! I don't use a cell phone right now, funny huh? I live a different life than most other people I decided....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your hair?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;just kinda hangin there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Don!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite thing? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I really appreciate Beauty these days. Anything beautiful in architecture, food, paintings, etc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night?. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;nothing, just black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Un LECHE! I can drink 1 gallon of milk in 2 days A-LONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;To spend my life here on earth doing service...to bring light and joy to the world. That is the entire purpose of my life I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room you are in? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;That is top secret&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Your fear? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;what in the *whistle* am I doing next year with my life? And how come I'm so slow sometimes! But I love it though. I love enjoying the journey....I think I am a Free-Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Shoot. I will be 30 years old. I would love to have a family, and my own home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;blueberry! mmmMMmmmMmmMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of your wish list items? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;to get my bump out&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Where you grew up? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;all over. Between Utah and KY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you did? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sat in bed gazing at one shining star in the sky, then got up to fill my mind with internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;pee-jays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your TV? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;non existent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pets?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your computer? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A green Lap Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I am due for some changes I think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;um....kind of just there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My mom because I spent the week with her, she makes me laugh so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your car?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My two feet! Oh, and hounding everyone else to get me rides!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite store? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I loooove All A Dollar, Target, and I love any store that sells like stationary stuff...or little random things like stickers and scrap book paper. I go nuts in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your summer? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Umm! That is sooo far away. I am NOT that organized right now to think that far ahead! Crap. Now I'm stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; never thought I'd say this, but I love pink! haha, sooo girly...but I think its so feminine and soft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you laughed? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Last night when I told my friend that Facebook was my hobby. Others have hobbies like video games, or watching TV excessively. Not me. I love Facebook because I can socialize and engage with others all while staring at my own pictures. We both laughed hard. And I cried a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Last week....hard! HARD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people who email me?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;My Dad, Pinterest, and.........24 hour fitness, lol. Where is my Secret Admirer emails!?!??! I'm always secretly hoping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite foods? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Cereal, Muffins, Pizza...that's a bad diet! Dang it, I'm stressed again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I would rather be right now? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I would love to have my own place right now...with a cozy little living room, and bedroom of my own...ahhhh with my very own food in the fridge?Amazing. I am grateful for the simple things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people I think will respond?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Hopefully one bless-ed soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1542457541067909113-8112231253386105912?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8112231253386105912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8112231253386105912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8112231253386105912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-fun.html' title='For Fun- All about K-Toid'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6691081297261109242</id><published>2011-11-25T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:55:02.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Things I have learned about life to date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I haven't written a blog in a while. So I figured I would write something fun. Here is 30 things that randomly came to my mind about what I have learned to date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not take life too seriously. I mean, seriously, you have to have some humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Most people are not thinking bad things about you- the reason is because they don't have time, they are usually thinking YOU are thinking bad about them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Don't sleep in Contact lenses. Recent studies prove your chances of blindness increase 50%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Live in the MOMENT&lt;/span&gt;. Most people are at minimum only 10% experiencing the actual moment because their mind is focused on the past or future. The present is the only thing that exists! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. There aren't really any mistakes. They are only perfect experiences that have taught you to grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Being kind always, always, ALWAYS, pays off. &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Do not, I repeat, do NOT buy pants that have a zipper that pops down every few minutes when you walk. It's just plain old embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. A persons religious label really doesn't matter. It is their character we must look at most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do NOT obsess! Obsessing is fanatic and not needed! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LET THINGS GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. No one is 'better' or 'worse' than anyone else. Everyone truly is created equal. And everyone has good things, bad things, struggles and everything else between. Don't compare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Styles and trends of the world will eventually always fade. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But true, authentic beauty will last for eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Girls that you may see in the magazines or pageant beauties really are not as happy as you would think they are. They probably aren't any happier than you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Telling others you love them can be a quick thing. Love is a feeling, it is of the heart, and the words are simply one way to express it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Love is absolutely eternal. Even if you 'break up' with someone you love, you will still have a connection and love for them for ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Two people falling in love is absolutely one of the most pure, real, authentic states the human heart can get. &lt;/span&gt;It is the epitome of a truly a spiritual/sacred experience to fall in love because it is the pureness of two hearts being open, honest, vulnerable and connected with another's in that beautiful space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Many people may be different from you, and you may not like many people. But there is no one who doesn't appreciate kindness or some kind of acknowledgment of love.&lt;br /&gt;17. The number one thing every single human being wants on this planet is Love.&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is a sacred experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;You only have ONE chance.&lt;br /&gt;19. Without having an open mind, a person may never learn anything. And they may miss out on worlds they never knew existed.&lt;br /&gt;20. Accumulating more things will not make you permanently happy. Things will always come and go.&lt;br /&gt;21. "In the end, everything will be ok. And if it's not ok, it's not the end."&lt;br /&gt;22. There is something good about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;23. To be funny also means being able to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;24. Laughing actually increases your life span.&lt;br /&gt;25. In life you will always do silly things, but that's the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;26. When we die, our house, clothes, cars, hair color, skin color, religious label, money, will all be gone. None of it will matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;27. TAKE RISKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speak UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Most people are waiting for someone to lead out and do something different. So do it! Even if you look like a fool. What's the point if we all do everything the exact same way?&lt;br /&gt;29. Try to limit your amounts of sugar intake. It will help your entire life all around.&lt;br /&gt;30. Living honestly with yourself will make your life 100% easier and fuller.&lt;br /&gt;30. Relationships are the number 1, by far, the most important part of life. Without relations with others, we would have nothing. Therefore, put those as your main priority in life. Everything else is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my thoughts for now. Now I just get to apply these to my life. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie!&lt;br /&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/1542457541067909113-6691081297261109242?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6691081297261109242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-things-i-have-learned-about-life-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6691081297261109242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6691081297261109242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-things-i-have-learned-about-life-to.html' title='30 Things I have learned about life to date.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5909863156457311416</id><published>2011-10-26T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:39:42.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BkAwYVxNQjo/TqfL8HDUiKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CjMii3t3Fzs/s1600/Sarah%2BO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 291px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667722889614624930" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BkAwYVxNQjo/TqfL8HDUiKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CjMii3t3Fzs/s320/Sarah%2BO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is Sarah O. She has been a dear friend to me since I was 17. I chose to put this picture of her because it portrays one of the things I love the most about her. Her goofy-ness. She is holding the MINI-est bag ever with a little sneaky look in her eye- how can that not make you just want to laugh?  Sarah and I went to high school together, and we were in A'capella Choir together. Oh my gosh...this girl became one of my best friends who made me laugh soooooooo hard! Sarah was a friend to me at the perfect time, just when I had needed a good and wholesome friend to come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah loves sparkly things. She loves everything that is bright, happy and positive. She always inspires me with the way she lives her life, and how she is so strong in her morals and standards. She has been such a good influence to me many times. She is my beautiful, radiant, glowing, spiritual, loving and good-hearted dear friend. I love her and am so grateful to know her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am grateful for about Sarah is that she always has made me feel good about myself. She always sees the good in me and I feel so happy when I am around her. We can do so much together, but it usually ends up in some random thing like us being in a famous music video, or hanging out at random peoples houses till 6am singing Karaokee, or going going to Dennys at random hours in the night. We have soooo much in common about us that it makes it so easy to be friends. We have such similar personalities, sense of humor, taste in things, and also the same worries and stresses! It makes it so easy to relate to her and be real around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The thing I love about Sarah is that I can go for a great while without talking to her, but the minute I see her, it's like no time has passed and I am laughing so hard my stomach hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; But what you also deserve to know about Sarah is that besides being one of the funniest people I know, she is also very deep. She and I could talk about things that matter the most in life. We would talk about bettering ourselves, and inspiring the world. We could talk about different ideas, and ways we wanting to be. She lifted me up so many times by her great spirit. I love you Sarah O!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-5909863156457311416?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5909863156457311416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5909863156457311416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5909863156457311416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Meet Sarah'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BkAwYVxNQjo/TqfL8HDUiKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CjMii3t3Fzs/s72-c/Sarah%2BO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1629207961349293113</id><published>2011-10-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T19:32:24.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love this Coat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZOQyhfgDM/TqIon81KqMI/AAAAAAAACDc/V3fs9YkLz3I/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 433px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666135947994638530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZOQyhfgDM/TqIon81KqMI/AAAAAAAACDc/V3fs9YkLz3I/s400/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With these shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Agxo0xJOiM8/TqIpXIdSutI/AAAAAAAACDo/OkGVk6mugSA/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136758569581266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Agxo0xJOiM8/TqIpXIdSutI/AAAAAAAACDo/OkGVk6mugSA/s400/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbEGrLgttQs/TqIpgc75E7I/AAAAAAAACD0/ALkncgdX68Q/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666136918685455282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbEGrLgttQs/TqIpgc75E7I/AAAAAAAACD0/ALkncgdX68Q/s400/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this coat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1gRw6jsuGQ/TqIqgyuZOTI/AAAAAAAACEA/G_XB_cylkGk/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666138024046049586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H1gRw6jsuGQ/TqIqgyuZOTI/AAAAAAAACEA/G_XB_cylkGk/s400/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAfl3LZN5y0/TqIq3thxlPI/AAAAAAAACEM/1nzVp2bWdmM/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666138417787933938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAfl3LZN5y0/TqIq3thxlPI/AAAAAAAACEM/1nzVp2bWdmM/s400/c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1629207961349293113?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1629207961349293113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-this-coat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1629207961349293113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1629207961349293113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-this-coat.html' title='I Love this Coat'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OZOQyhfgDM/TqIon81KqMI/AAAAAAAACDc/V3fs9YkLz3I/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4971884962773391644</id><published>2011-10-18T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T00:44:24.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3ZRRK2egs/Tp0sWUya4gI/AAAAAAAACDQ/oMK1Q7CcuCQ/s1600/207497_10150554333005512_861635511_18468225_157782_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 277px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664732668350882306" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3ZRRK2egs/Tp0sWUya4gI/AAAAAAAACDQ/oMK1Q7CcuCQ/s400/207497_10150554333005512_861635511_18468225_157782_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);  font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is Anne. She shares the same middle name as I do, and we've been friends since I can remember. What you should know about Anne is she is unlike anyone else. She is one of the most compassionate people I have ever met in my life. What is so special about Anne is that she has taught me how to be patient with others, and to always care for others feelings. She has taught me how to be a powerful woman ever since I was very young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);  font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);  font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anne is so physically beautiful! She is gracious, and loving, and she is one of the most amazing moms. She has inspired me for many, many years about being a mother and a wife, and having my own home one day. She has inspired me about how I can one day be patient and sweet with my own kids too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);  font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Something I love about Anne is that she is so grounded. She is so steady, and flowing in life. She is someone that I know would always be there for me, or for anyone who was sad or troubled. I admire her strength in life, and I admire her great ideas of creativity. She has always the best ideas of something so great. When she was only 22, she had an apartment in Denver, and when I walked in it as an 18 year old, my jaw dropped. She had it decorated like every young girl would ever dream of. It had a lavender painted kitchen, a yellow living room, white lights, cozy couch and Tv...and everything seemed to be draped with crystals or beautiful things. It was luscious. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am grateful to know her, she is also extremely funny. I have had more laughs with her than many other people I know. I love you Anne! Oh, I forgot to mention a kind of big thing here, she is my sister!!! :) &lt;/span&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/1542457541067909113-4971884962773391644?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4971884962773391644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/meet-anne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4971884962773391644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4971884962773391644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/meet-anne.html' title='Meet Anne'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc3ZRRK2egs/Tp0sWUya4gI/AAAAAAAACDQ/oMK1Q7CcuCQ/s72-c/207497_10150554333005512_861635511_18468225_157782_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1939496293236756116</id><published>2011-10-13T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:29:40.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cannot wait to be a Wife and Mother one day. I mean, really. I have had so many dreams about it for sooo long. I can't wait to bake, to decorate, to pray as a family, to make a cozy home. I can't wait to create family traditions, take family vacations, to celebrate holidays and birthday parties. I can't wait to decorate my house for holidays, to make special desserts and meals for those special days. I loooove doing crafty things and putting them in my house. I want to be a beautiful mother and wife. I want to be radiant and kind and gracious. I want to be patient and unconditionally loving. I can't wait to clean and organize, paint &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my house. I can't wait to set up a life with someone. I can't wait to have joy with my own family. I can't wait to have little tiny babies with the man that I love and adore who adores me too. I can't wait to create a home of love. I can't wait to be married to someone that I know I will be with forever. I want to be a homemaker sooo bad. I want to do things as a family. I want to know that I have a place with my own family. I want to write love notes to my husband everyday in  his lunch. I want to make him breakfast for work. I want to make homemade dinners every night at the same time. I want to decorate my kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s rooms and make them safe, and peaceful and magical. I want a home of stability, love, safety, protection, and joy. These are my dreams....I can't wait.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y66SI_mHe3Y/Tpct-w6wnDI/AAAAAAAACDE/WAEHKDhJ9lo/s1600/Family-Silhouette-clip-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y66SI_mHe3Y/Tpct-w6wnDI/AAAAAAAACDE/WAEHKDhJ9lo/s400/Family-Silhouette-clip-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663045612748184626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/1542457541067909113-1939496293236756116?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1939496293236756116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1939496293236756116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1939496293236756116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-wait.html' title='My dream..'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y66SI_mHe3Y/Tpct-w6wnDI/AAAAAAAACDE/WAEHKDhJ9lo/s72-c/Family-Silhouette-clip-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1808157522509648044</id><published>2011-10-12T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:41:46.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When all else fails, Pray. I have become a complete advocate of prayer, and a devout praying individual. I like to pray for hours if I could. It is a state of being and mind where everything is calm in my world. I feel as if I can literally find that connection through prayer. Things are so difficult right now, and prayer comforts me the most. I mainly just wanted to share the importance of it. I believe so firmly in the power of prayer. Not only do all the world great religions teach it, but it is now scientifically proven as well. Prayer is a meditative state that produces energy- so the research has proved. I am grateful for it. I will continue to pray right now for everything. I want to always remember to pray, and to teach that to my own children. Good night dear blog, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJaOq0Lmn6w/TpVElKk172I/AAAAAAAACC4/TiKj06YZs68/s1600/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJaOq0Lmn6w/TpVElKk172I/AAAAAAAACC4/TiKj06YZs68/s400/prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662507511772999522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1808157522509648044?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1808157522509648044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1808157522509648044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1808157522509648044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJaOq0Lmn6w/TpVElKk172I/AAAAAAAACC4/TiKj06YZs68/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3327123633740526625</id><published>2011-10-02T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T16:57:13.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Radiant, PASSIONATE, Joyful woman of Light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is my new and updated life's purpose:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life's purpose is to bring forth &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the world by being a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Radiant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Passionate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Joyful&lt;/span&gt; woman of Light&lt;br /&gt;so that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;abundance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;compassion&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;sparkle&lt;/span&gt; live in a world&lt;br /&gt;where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; people walk hand in hand and ignite the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Divine spark of passion&lt;/span&gt; from within to come alive and abide under &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; brilliant,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;glowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1542457541067909113-3327123633740526625?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3327123633740526625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-radiant-passionate-joyful-woman-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3327123633740526625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3327123633740526625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-radiant-passionate-joyful-woman-of.html' title='I am a Radiant, PASSIONATE, Joyful woman of Light!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8342643261068068732</id><published>2011-08-20T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T21:47:07.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want to do!</title><content type='html'>I am thinking, what do I *really* want to do with myself right now? Well, a few things come to mind. I really want to learn photography skills better and start taking pictures for people. I am not looking to get super professional or it to be my main career, but I'd love to do it as a way to earn money on the side and for fun. If you are interested in getting head shots of yourself, senior pictures, family pictures, baby pictures, or anything else- let me know! I want to do it for you! I am going to download some software and start practicing on family and such soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I'd really love to be a Wedding Planner/Coordinator! If anyone knows of a Bridal Consultant position available for me, that'd be awesome! Let me know! Anne, my sister, does a job that I would love to do. She gets to be in all the magic and fun of the wedding. It seems great! I want to be able to bring magic into people's worlds as they make their biggest step in life! I loooove decorating, and creativity, and I love parties that bring people together in joy and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I would love to be in a position where I could work as a motivator for people. I would love to have a job where I could get people excited and motivated for life. Whatever or wherever this would be, I would love it if my main job were to get people excited and motivated for something!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I would really love to be in a position where I could travel to different places and start to get inspiration for writing my book. I really want to write a book that could inspire people. It would be awesome to travel around the world, be in different spiritual atmospheres as I get clarity, insight and inspiration into the deeper wisdoms of life. I love philosophy and I love outlooks that make life matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some things that I would love to do right now. I am still bait hesitant to start into a fully extensive career, but these are some ideas of what I would love to do right now! Just putting it out there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-8342643261068068732?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8342643261068068732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-want-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8342643261068068732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8342643261068068732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-want-to-do.html' title='What I want to do!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1207461741997899025</id><published>2011-08-14T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:31:33.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everywhere Around the World, a Heart-Beat Sounds the Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_f30BxCZBM/Tki2kllXH-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/vcuDD6dRbTE/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640959272961908706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_f30BxCZBM/Tki2kllXH-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/vcuDD6dRbTE/s400/heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently a Children's Class Teacher for 2-7 year old children and it is great! I have done this once before with older children and it really is nice. What are Children's Classes? These are structured classes for children in neighborhoods around the whole world to implement moral education into young little lives. Each class a new virtue is discussed and learned such as honesty, love, unity, justice, kindness, prayer, humility, stead-fastness and so forth. The classes and teachings derive their inspiration from the Baha'i writings and teachings, and this class is for any and all children of any background. It is so lovely! The purpose is to provide a way for young vibrant souls to learn now to overcome many of the worlds prejudices and begin to build a better, more unified and just world of peace and harmony. It is a very positive way to actively create happiness and love amongst little souls regardless of their racial, religious, economic, cultural home life. The purpose of these classes is to avoid indoctrination, but alas also strive to firmly uphold higher principles and standards for children to learn to live by. The classes are absolutely maintained to teach children the purpose of moral education and by doing so in a new way that provoke thought and spiritual curiosity among the children. The Baha'i Faith teachings affirm that spiritual education is at the heart of the educational process, the one that truly transforms and elevates the human spirit. Basically, these Childrens Classes are to implement values and nourish tender hearts and recognize that we are all one, no matter our race, religion, gender, culture, or economic status; and ultimately let their beautiful spirits shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw_IFBWvOiM/Tkiyn0EAUCI/AAAAAAAAB9c/LKcQVsuQMv4/s1600/world%2Bkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640954930341629986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zw_IFBWvOiM/Tkiyn0EAUCI/AAAAAAAAB9c/LKcQVsuQMv4/s400/world%2Bkids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here is a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; WIDOWS: 2; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; FONT-VARIANT: normal; TEXT-INDENT: 0px; BORDER-COLLAPSE: separate; WHITE-SPACE: normal; ORPHANS: 2; LETTER-SPACING: normal; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 21px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal; MARGIN: 0px 0px 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; font-size-adjust: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Regard man as a mine rich in gems of inestimable value. Education can, alone, cause it to reveal its treasures, and enable mankind to benefit therefrom.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0px 0px 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; font-size-adjust: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;– Baha’u'llah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-VARIANT: normal; FONT-STYLE: italic; MARGIN: 0px 0px 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; font-size-adjust: none"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640950105570759394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GV6B0q52YiQ/TkiuO-Y_UuI/AAAAAAAAB8w/RLlEHkzAD8U/s400/Baha%2527i%2Bchildren%2527s%2Bclasses%2BMalaysia.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is a Childrens Class in Malaysia:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week this summer we get together for about an hour and we start with prayers. I have taught them what it means to pray and what we do when we pray. Then, we have a lesson about a virtue. I teach them a scripture to memorize such as &lt;em&gt;"Truthfullness is the foundation of all human virtures."-Baha'u'llah. &lt;/em&gt;Then we do an activity that corresponds to the lesson. When we learned about service, we went out and did a mini service project. I gave each child a garbage bag and had them pair up in teams of 2. We walked around the neighborhood for 15 minutes and picked up garbage. It was great! That one really stuck with the kids! Then following that I like to have a song that goes along with the lesson. When we learned about Unity, we sang the song, "We are drops of one ocean, we are leaves of one tree! Come and join us, on our quest for unity! It's a way of life for you and me! We are flowers of one garden..." And so forth. I teach them little dances of motions to each song and they love it!! That is my favorite part cause that is when we get to be really in spirit is during the times of music. Then after that we have a coloring that goes with the lesson, and each kid gets to show off their coloring to the class. Then we have a closing prayer, and a snack. It is so sweet! In two weeks, I am putting on a Children's Class program for them to show the parents what they have learned. It will be wonderful! And anyone is invited, it will be outside by a beautiful duck pond. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjMY9gitU7o/TkiyawGrFuI/AAAAAAAAB9U/2XWpbUkR6oA/s1600/childrens%2Bclasses1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640954705940780770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjMY9gitU7o/TkiyawGrFuI/AAAAAAAAB9U/2XWpbUkR6oA/s400/childrens%2Bclasses1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been teaching this little class all summer and they are SO sweet! There are about 8 kids who come consistently and it is so wonderful to be apart of. To hear that the kids say their prayers at home, sing the uplifting and powerful songs, and also remember the teachings such as having a 'kind, radiant and pure heart' is so rewarding! The thing is, spiritual development and character refinement begin at a very young age, from 0-5 approximately. They are literally like sponges and these things go into them deep and help form their character for their lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640915283776059218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqJASXrAZcU/TkiOkFGLN1I/AAAAAAAAB8o/A16fmNGk7pA/s400/childrens%2Bclasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard work, don't mind me! And it really requires a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; amount of humility and servitude to do this. I do it alone, and sometimes it is hard because yes it is a new and different way of implementing spirituality into children than traditions of the past. But, I genuinely feel that this is a great and wonderful thing to put my energy and time into, because I get to be apart of children's spiritual development for their lives. I feel rewarded when I see the growth of these children, and at night when I feel as if I did my part in making the world a little bit brighter this day. These classes are a great way for people who want to do something different to help their communities, and it is perfect for kids who perhaps don't have any other outlet for spiritual and moral training in their lives. Here is a quote by Abdu'l-Baha about the training and development of children:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"As to thy question regarding the education of children: it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;behooveth&lt;/span&gt; thee to nurture them at the breast of the love of God, and urge them onward to the things of the spirit, that they may turn their faces unto God; that their ways may conform to the rules of good conduct and their character be second to none; that they make their own all the graces and praiseworthy qualities of humankind; acquire a sound knowledge o the various branches of learning, so that from the very beginning of life they may become spiritual beings, dwellers in the Kingdom, enamored of the sweet breaths of holiness, and may receive an education religious, spiritual and of the Heavenly Realm. Verily will I call upon God to grant them a happy outcome of this." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Abdu'l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! I love them! I love looking into their eyes and seeing pure love and light in them. I love seeing their smiles, and I love seeing their tender little hearts being nourished with things of the spirit world! It is so sweet and cute when I hear them get excited to practice the things I've taught them such as service, or not hitting your brother or sister and instead showing kindness. I have had such beautiful spiritual moments with these children!! We have sung some songs together that are so moving, and one of my favorites that has touched my heart the most is the song Listen, by Red &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grammer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sings: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Listen, can you hear the sound? Hearts beating, all the world around. High in the mountains down by the sea, everywhere around the world a heartbeat sounds the same. Black or White, Red or Tan, its the heart of the family of man!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then he goes on with the same thing but says laughter, and singing. Everywhere around the world, hearts, laughter and singing all sound the same no matter who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have little motions I teach the kids to this song, and then in the chorus I have them all hold hands and go around in a little circle. To see their little hands of each race coming together and circling around and learning at such a young age that we are all equal and beautiful in our own way, is so moving. What a blessed privilege I have to teach these little souls! I am so grateful for these experiences and I pray for each child that their lives will be full and these teachings will stay in their precious hearts forever. Here is another great quote concerning the character of man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"They have not properly understood that man's supreme honor and real happiness lie in self-respect, in high resolves and noble purposes, in integrity and moral quality, in immaculacy of mind. They have, rather, imagined that their greatness consists in the accumulation, by whatever means may offer, of worldly goods." -Abdu'l-Baha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1207461741997899025?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1207461741997899025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/everwhere-around-world-heart-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1207461741997899025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1207461741997899025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/everwhere-around-world-heart-beat.html' title='Everywhere Around the World, a Heart-Beat Sounds the Same'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_f30BxCZBM/Tki2kllXH-I/AAAAAAAAB9k/vcuDD6dRbTE/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1146473295727477022</id><published>2011-08-04T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:36:04.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough- Abundance is our Birthright!</title><content type='html'>I just had the greatest breakthrough that I felt an urge to share with the world. I was sitting here remembering from a particular training I attended....We can have everything we wish!! This Universe is so big, so expansive, growing, abundant and we are so very deserving of all our wishes! &lt;strong&gt;Abundance is our birthright! &lt;/strong&gt;Yes! What if we could really have it all, an abundance of Love, Joy, Family, Relationships, Money, Health, Spirituality, Creativity, Beauty, and even more? This Universe is SO big and pouring out so much good, it is only waiting for receptive people for it to flow to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have anything in the universe, with continuous possibilities and no limitations, then what would you have!? The only ones limiting ourselves is us. We can have it ALL, if we choose. If we open our minds to recieve all that this expansive universe has to offer, then we can have it all and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Universe only has one response always, "Yes, Yes, Yes!" That means whatever it is we think about, feel, desire, put out there, is constantly flowing back to us. We are the creators of our world. We can have it all...and I once heard...the Universe is in *perfect* order. The only thing that is out of order with the natural flow of the Universe is us. So if we get in tune with the flow, we will be more receptive to what is really out there for us. What a great insight and breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1146473295727477022?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1146473295727477022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/breakthrough-abundance-is-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1146473295727477022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1146473295727477022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/breakthrough-abundance-is-our.html' title='Breakthrough- Abundance is our Birthright!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3690927387064803921</id><published>2011-08-03T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:58:15.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Declaration for Today:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be different, I want to do something different. I want to break the mold. I want to do something new, something refreshing. I want to be a leader that is inspired and follows my OWN gut, my OWN feelings and starts a *new* path. I want to be enlightened, and refreshed. I want to break the standards, and I want to refresh the world. I want to rise up and do things for my OWN sake and in turn it will empower many people. I want to follow my own path of enlightenment, beauty, truth, love, light, joy, abundance, forgiveness, sparkles, integrity! And so it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-3690927387064803921?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3690927387064803921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-declaration-for-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3690927387064803921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3690927387064803921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-declaration-for-today.html' title='My Declaration for Today:'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-641090157433579550</id><published>2011-08-02T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:20:24.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook=Comparebook</title><content type='html'>That is my new phrase that I always sound off in my mind every time I get off of facebook. Honestly, I check it all the time. I get on a lot and even admittingly spend hours on it. I have gotten so embarrassed at times of how much I post. I will sit sometimes and dwell in my mind for long periods of times about statuses I wrote 6 months ago, and go through my mind all the friends I 'forgot' I had and realize that they probably read it too. It's so embarrassing! It's also embarrassing when I run into someone that I haven't seen in maybe a year or more, and they know every detail that's going on in my life. I didn't even know they were my facebook friend!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly. The worst part of facebook is that it is really comparebook. I sit on there so much and I will compare myself to every single person known to man on the earth. I feel like facebook is this alternate reality that we get sucked into and begin to believe these identities about people that aren't even really true! I have stared longingly at so many pictures, wishing, hoping or having my little heart break cause I wished I was them. Not to mention!! AGH! Not to MENTION!! How many people get engaged or have a baby almost daily! Not me, I am still hanging out. After I have seen the entire process of so many people start dating, get engaged, get married and have their first, second or even third babies all while I am behind this screen clicking back and forth honestly scares me!! I then start wondering if my child bearing years are coming to an end! haha. I know, everyone is going to say I'm dramatic. But, I'm not. I am not dramatic! Every single one of my friends from high school, college, and everywhere in between is married and has children. Not me. NOT ME!!!! (yes, I am always lookin out for numero uno, haha) Wedding pictures make  me sooo sad!!! I used to be so excited and happy when I saw wedding pictures of people I knew- but now I get this sharp pain in my heart, a pit in my stomach and a dizzy feeling in my head. Actually, every time I even see a girl with a wedding ring on I get these feelings. Even just seeing someone holding hands I get those feelings. Heck, I'd go so far as to even say that when I walk into 7-11 and see a couple buying little snacks together, I desperately want to pretend its me and ask them if I can join. Ok, ok...that's too far. But seeing people with married wedding rings and children in between makes me the most sad. I have longed for that so much and worked so hard in an effort to set my life up to be able to create that one day. When will it be my turn!?!?!?!?! WHEN!?!?! Haha. All those exclamations and so forth are the biggest understatement in how I am *really* feeling in the inside. See! Exhibit A. I am trying to make this all a joke and sugar coat my reallllllll feelings when in reality, I am secretly shriveling down like a baby little grape at all these sites. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the moral of this story is that lately I am so frantic in my mind with so much whirling around that I often forget to notice others around me, even say hi, or a smile. I think my face must be crusty even- BUT don't take it personally, I am probably just looking at you thinking hard about what I recently saw on your facebook!!! haha.....so creepy. Anyway. I think many girls will admit that facebook definitely has a sort of depressing factor. Although its fun of course, and really addictive, it still has this part that is somewhat unfulfilling...as we all create these fake images of ourselves and others through a technological device. OH! And the moral of this story- don't compare yourself to anyone through facebook! It's ALL a sham!! Honestly, no one REALLY puts their REAL feelings on there. And no one would EVER put a bad picture of themselves either. We only post our best of the best on there. So....don't get sad....cause most likely, that girl is sitting at home doing the same thing to you. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, with all that said, I am going back to my facebook. See! The addiction of this false reality never ends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-641090157433579550?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/641090157433579550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/facebookcomparebook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/641090157433579550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/641090157433579550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/08/facebookcomparebook.html' title='Facebook=Comparebook'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5187683380815713177</id><published>2011-07-20T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:00:53.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just missin those times and new beginnings!!!</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have a memory come to your mind so suddenly that you miss and wish that time was now? I miss my those special moments with my sweet little mom- and how she is who has made me me. I just heard a song that my Mom loved called Let it be Christmas by Alan Jackson, and I remember how my Mom couldn't get over that song. She loved it so much she wanted it so badly but couldn't afford it. We finally went out and got it for her for christmas but gave it to her early so she could listen to it. She danced in our living room to no end!! Those are the moments I miss! I miss those sweet little times we had growing up, with no money, but hearts full of gold. We didn't have money, or things, but we knew how to have fun, how to laugh, and how to be good. And to me, that is what made my life rich. I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Off, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Universe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am calling forth NEW beginnings and NEW opportunties for Me NOW!!! I am boldly claiming a new life before me. I am creating NEW experiences, NEW energy, NEW life and NEW people around me. I am creating this NOW!! I don't know how it will look, but I just creating FORWARD movement, I am creating PROGRESS, I am surrounding myself with POSITIVE, SINCERE and UPLIFTING people NOW!! I am calling them forth into my life NOW!!! And so it is!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5187683380815713177?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5187683380815713177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-missin-those-times-and-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5187683380815713177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5187683380815713177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-missin-those-times-and-new.html' title='Just missin those times and new beginnings!!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1625955859964578314</id><published>2011-07-18T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:14:56.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help with my blog!</title><content type='html'>So, for all you  blog pros out there, will you assist me with this blog? On the bottom is all my stuff that I want to be on the right side! I know this is nerdy, but I don't understand how that happened! I've been searching on how to fix it, but I can't. If you can tell me how to make all those little sidebars come up to the right, let me know! Thanks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1625955859964578314?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1625955859964578314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/help-with-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1625955859964578314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1625955859964578314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/help-with-my-blog.html' title='Help with my blog!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-114788858378832401</id><published>2011-07-17T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:46:27.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift</title><content type='html'>So...since I am the type of person that believes in signs and things like getting gifts from the spirit world, I wanted to share a special experience recently that has stood out to me. The other day, Chris and I were at the park walking along. We happened to see a big, beautiful yellow butterfly fly near us. It began to circle around us over and over again. It was so amazing to me! Then, we saw another, and another and another all in a row flying all around us. I couldn't believe it. I said, "I never see butterflies. If I see another one, I am counting it as a sign." I turned around and saw 3 more! In 2 days, 7 beautiful, big butterflies have literally crossed my path. The next day, I went to a waterpark, and guess what was there? Another big, beautiful, yellow butterfly flying right by me. I couldn't even believe it! What are the chances! This butterfly so similar to the one we had seen on the other side of town at the park. I kept thinking, this has to be a sign. Then, it came up and out of all the people, it landed directly on Chris' foot. Everyone gathered around to look at it as it was sitting on Chris' foot. How amazing! Next, the night before that, in the bright city lights at about 2am, I saw a bright, brilliant, sparkling shooting star directly above my sight. Following that night, (last night) I was lying on the couch looking out the window, and saw another bright, beautiful, brilliant shooting star. What are the odds!? It was so bright and big like the one the night before- it took my breath away, and also caught me off guard seeing that I could hardly even see any stars at all because of the city lights. So in two days, 7 big, beautiful butterflies literally crossed my path, and I saw two big brilliant shooting stars just for me. I have not seen a butterfly since I was a kid- let alone 7 and very big ones too. What a gift of magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so lucky and blessed because we, (chris and me) got to go on a special date last night in Salt Lake. We had a lot of fun of laughing, dancing, talking and also many staring off into space moments. Ha ha, we've become quite the deep thinkers lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrneEBUuu3A/TiMwdkVRjnI/AAAAAAAAB48/JqRcHf8VHBI/s1600/IMG_0686%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630397243670498930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrneEBUuu3A/TiMwdkVRjnI/AAAAAAAAB48/JqRcHf8VHBI/s400/IMG_0686%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b9LG_YCqNE/TiMwdsK9wcI/AAAAAAAAB40/fXyp0RuCR7A/s1600/IMG_0716%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630397245774741954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3b9LG_YCqNE/TiMwdsK9wcI/AAAAAAAAB40/fXyp0RuCR7A/s400/IMG_0716%255B1%255D" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnHdS3dbeFU/TiMwdGUeGWI/AAAAAAAAB4s/mACpd9HXF3k/s1600/IMG_0705%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ9xlLVUOv8/Th9SiFy6Y7I/AAAAAAAAB4M/8sFYKU0EdXw/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629308804861158322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hP4N1U01KHg/Th9SinBZy4I/AAAAAAAAB4U/AKEBaUbY3LY/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hP4N1U01KHg/Th9SinBZy4I/AAAAAAAAB4U/AKEBaUbY3LY/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629308813780306818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j82yq5xI5EI/Th9Rz-jqRkI/AAAAAAAAB4E/1v1_JDQrwtw/s1600/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j82yq5xI5EI/Th9Rz-jqRkI/AAAAAAAAB4E/1v1_JDQrwtw/s400/IMG_0541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629308012644156994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOWkWlMPTCM/Th9RzDazsRI/AAAAAAAAB38/43vtDaad-6c/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOWkWlMPTCM/Th9RzDazsRI/AAAAAAAAB38/43vtDaad-6c/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629307996769333522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ2BRieqT_Y/Th9Rx1Tn_NI/AAAAAAAAB3s/mD2jRNYnLgw/s1600/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ2BRieqT_Y/Th9Rx1Tn_NI/AAAAAAAAB3s/mD2jRNYnLgw/s400/IMG_0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629307975801240786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gN4cEhymcQ/Th9RxO56C0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/pLReOdlPMJ8/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gN4cEhymcQ/Th9RxO56C0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/pLReOdlPMJ8/s400/IMG_0519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629307965492824898" 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/1542457541067909113-7376051086618141977?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7376051086618141977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/people-who-matter-most-to-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7376051086618141977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7376051086618141977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/people-who-matter-most-to-me.html' title='The people who matter the most to me'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ9xlLVUOv8/Th9SiFy6Y7I/AAAAAAAAB4M/8sFYKU0EdXw/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4615836551834985273</id><published>2011-07-13T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:17:14.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Katie: Heart of Life by John Mayer</title><content type='html'>I hate to see you cry&lt;br /&gt;Lying there in that position&lt;br /&gt;There's things you need to hear&lt;br /&gt;So turn off your tears&lt;br /&gt;And listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain throws your heart to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Love turns the whole thing around&lt;br /&gt;No it won't all go the way it should&lt;br /&gt;But I know the heart of life is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's nothing new&lt;br /&gt;Bad news never had good timing&lt;br /&gt;Then, circle of your friends&lt;br /&gt;Will defend the silver lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain throws your heart to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Love turns the whole thing around&lt;br /&gt;No it won't all go the way it should&lt;br /&gt;But I know the heart of life is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/johnmayer/theheartoflife.html#" class="FAAdLink" id="FALINK_2_0_1"&gt; throws&lt;/a&gt; your heart to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="LyricsMainTable"&gt; Love turns the whole thing around&lt;br /&gt;Fear is a friend who's misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;But I know the heart of life is good&lt;br /&gt;I know it's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just an afterthought, I don't want to make a big deal about it, but what do you do if your heart is so completely torn between love, and faith? Is it possible to experience love without faith, and can you have faith without love? It seems that the two ought to go hand in hand. It seems as if faith should be love, and love is having faith. When one is torn between the two, I can imagine the pain  must be immense. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... and should that one give up something they believe so deeply for love? Or should they give up the one their heart loves for faith? But without your beliefs, would you still be you? And in turn would you still be able to love the way you did if your not you anymore? It seems there must be a way to have it all...I do believe in possibilities and that the only ones limiting ourselves is us. Just a thought. I'm really struggling, the pain in my little heart is great and I wish there was an answer. Seeing so many people getting married or engaged right now makes me cry. When I see engagement pictures, or pictures of my friends first babies in their baby rooms, I break down and cry. I am happy for them of course, but I also want to have my fairytale ending like I've always dreamed. I feel like maybe I've passed up my chance for that fairytale ending. I want to be happily engaged and married and have sweet little babies too. I don't want to go on and on, cause I am really seeking to be strong and press forward so that I can maybe one day be so lucky to have those dreams come true. I have attempted to write so many blogs of tears and broken hearts in the last several months, but I hold myself back because I am trying so hard to keep moving forward positively. I pray that one day, it will be my chance to be happy and to be able to make someone else happy too.  I want to be someones life dream too! If it doesn't happen for me, I think I would be extremely sad. I just need to have hope and faith at this point. Regardless, at the end of the day, I do know John Mayer is right, when he says that despite everything else, the heart of life is good.&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/1542457541067909113-4615836551834985273?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4615836551834985273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-katie-heart-of-life-by-john-mayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4615836551834985273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4615836551834985273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-katie-heart-of-life-by-john-mayer.html' title='Dear Katie: Heart of Life by John Mayer'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5847075041952622741</id><published>2011-07-11T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T04:27:52.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm and thoughts at 5am</title><content type='html'>Man...I think I am becoming blog crazy. I have changed my entire blog like 50 times in the last while! That is out of control if you ask me. I must have too much spare time to myself. Haha. I love blogging, its fun, but at the same time you never know who is going to come read it and with their little eyes be judging you so hard. Haha. I've learned to not post so much stuff on facebook, because I honestly forget how many people can actually read all about you. Its not good at all! So bloggings fun, but I do hold back anymore cause I don't know who will read and then secretly be disliking all my stuff. Man! It's a bug eat but world out there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....So....I have so many thoughts swirling around in my mind, but also none at the same time. I wish there was somewhere in the world where you could be totally honest and open and people would accept ya....but you can't even do that on your blog anymore! Everyones always creepin around here, creepin around there. Ha ha. Maybe I should make my blog private. Hmm. Anyway, I honestly don't even know what I am about to do with my life, and quite frankly, I am tired of thinking about it! Ha ha. it's pretty boring. I guess I am just living moment to moment and honestly allowing life to unfold for me. It's been a teensy bit crazy in my little world lately, but what are ya gonna do. Can't dwell gotta move on! I live in this teensy city, and I often wonder, what am I doing!?! Ha ha. I am sure that the perfect things will come to me as they do...and I will slowly but surely begin to build my life the way I want it. All my friends are completely moved on with life, but hey! Again, who cares. What are ya gonna do! I have my own unique little life path. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to fall asleep because it is sooo late, and I dont want to sleep in late! Dang it! I am too old to be doing the 'stay up all night and go to bed early the next night.' Lol. I am so old. Most girls my age are either married starting families, moving into homes, or out partying on the town have lots of fun, but no, not me. I am just hanginnnnnnnn out....ha ha. Can't dwell, gotta move on. Man, I have almost been married so many times, but then it got cut off. You'd think by this point maybe there was something wrong with me- who honestly get proposed to that many times? It's not normal. Ha ha. I guess it just hasn't been all the way right at the right time yet. Darn again!! Ha ha. When will it be my chance? Maybe never. Just maybe never. Perhaps my life's path is different and doesn't include that whole thing. Ha ha. I am sure it does, but eh- who knows and who cares!! I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start progressing, I am getting into a funk! I am getting slowed down in this process of not moving forward. But I don't even know right now what the forward step is. Dang eeeeet!!!! Oh well, what are ya gonna do. I guess I'll figure it out eventually. Anyway, I do want to start moving forward though while I still have my energy up- cause slow movement is like a trap, a serious trap that gets thicker and thicker like molasses. I get to stay UP and moving forward and positive and light....and in time, my path will become more clear to me too. DANG EEEET!!! Ha ha. Well, I hope this blog wasn't too emotional, I am trying to hide it more and more cause I know most of the world can't handle it. So there. :) Have a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5847075041952622741?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5847075041952622741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/hmmm-and-thoughts-at-5am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5847075041952622741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5847075041952622741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/hmmm-and-thoughts-at-5am.html' title='Hmmm and thoughts at 5am'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-490939372217259761</id><published>2011-07-04T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:01:58.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmM4mCNh7m4/ThIwHSx5yOI/AAAAAAAAB2k/XmnDCm2J3DI/s1600/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 616px; height: 461px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmM4mCNh7m4/ThIwHSx5yOI/AAAAAAAAB2k/XmnDCm2J3DI/s400/IMG_0348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625611786397534434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O Son of Being! Love Me that I may love thee, if thou lovest me not, my love can in no wise reach thee." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-okC4Tp-xmD4/ThIvyOOx3_I/AAAAAAAAB2c/zBKt1kaPtPc/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-okC4Tp-xmD4/ThIvyOOx3_I/AAAAAAAAB2c/zBKt1kaPtPc/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625611424399220722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Wherefore, O my loving friends! Consort with all the peoples, kindreds and religions of the world with the utmost truthfulness, uprightness, faithfulness, kindliness, good-will and friendliness; that all the world of being may be filled with the holy ecstasy of the grace of Baha (Light), that ignorance, enmity, hate and rancor may vanish from the world and the darkness of estrangement amidst the peoples and kindreds of the world may give way to the Light of Unity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_I-Y-rbajGI/ThIvxxdz2sI/AAAAAAAAB2U/EwF2jGmDpdg/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_I-Y-rbajGI/ThIvxxdz2sI/AAAAAAAAB2U/EwF2jGmDpdg/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625611416677636802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihZ1lK7O4I4/ThIvxsRKyuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/tvwPXlrvhtQ/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihZ1lK7O4I4/ThIvxsRKyuI/AAAAAAAAB2M/tvwPXlrvhtQ/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625611415282436834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"That seeker should, also, regard backbiting as grievous error, and keep himself aloof from its dominion, inasmuch as backbiting quencheth the light of the heart, and extinguisheth the life of the soul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq0UN6hBCtU/ThIvLPvJvRI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZfMtkS_tAfs/s1600/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aq0UN6hBCtU/ThIvLPvJvRI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZfMtkS_tAfs/s400/IMG_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610754788539666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O MAN OF TWO VISIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close one eye and open the other. Close one to the world and all that is therein, and open the other to the hallowed beauty of the Beloved."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1YuNe4DE5g/ThIvKpuLM4I/AAAAAAAAB18/AryCnk3tdiE/s1600/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1YuNe4DE5g/ThIvKpuLM4I/AAAAAAAAB18/AryCnk3tdiE/s400/IMG_0344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610744583893890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O CHILDREN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;nobr style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OF MEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Know ye not why We created you all from the  same dust?  That no one should exalt himself  over the other.  Ponder at all times in your  hearts how ye were created.  Since We have  created you all from one same substance it is  incumbent on you to be even as one soul,  to walk with the same feet, eat with the same  mouth and dwell in the same land, that from your  inmost being, by your deeds and actions, the signs  of oneness and the essence of detachment may be  made manifest.  Such is My counsel to you, O concourse  of light!  Heed ye this counsel that ye may  obtain the fruit of holiness from the tree of wondrous  glory"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ndnTjTBfuY/ThIusHSjkzI/AAAAAAAAB1k/Xs8CJpg8ucM/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ndnTjTBfuY/ThIusHSjkzI/AAAAAAAAB1k/Xs8CJpg8ucM/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610219945169714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg5x2LTchOY/ThIvKCwFvjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/jXXR20q6nBg/s1600/IMG_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg5x2LTchOY/ThIvKCwFvjI/AAAAAAAAB1s/jXXR20q6nBg/s400/IMG_0408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610734122942002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTV-PLxnWVw/ThIur9ABujI/AAAAAAAAB1c/KRW1JDhqMu8/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTV-PLxnWVw/ThIur9ABujI/AAAAAAAAB1c/KRW1JDhqMu8/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610217183099442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lA_073JInq0/ThIurlKOJwI/AAAAAAAAB1U/mKvCvJdO3xI/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lA_073JInq0/ThIurlKOJwI/AAAAAAAAB1U/mKvCvJdO3xI/s400/IMG_0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610210783405826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O MY SERVANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;Free  thyself from the fetters of this world, and  loose thy soul from the  prison of self.  Seize thy  chance, for it will come to thee no more."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FK3j0Od-Sa0/ThIurDmzBoI/AAAAAAAAB1M/YXux9360Z3M/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 577px; height: 432px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FK3j0Od-Sa0/ThIurDmzBoI/AAAAAAAAB1M/YXux9360Z3M/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625610201776457346" 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/1542457541067909113-490939372217259761?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/490939372217259761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/490939372217259761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/490939372217259761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmM4mCNh7m4/ThIwHSx5yOI/AAAAAAAAB2k/XmnDCm2J3DI/s72-c/IMG_0348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-268554703238004506</id><published>2011-06-19T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T11:05:13.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 18th</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was sooo much fun! I want to blog about my day because it was extremely productive, fulfilling and FUN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I went to a World Refugee Day to volunteer. I went at 9am, and assisted them in setting up. Immigrants from around the whole world came to this day of celebration. Did you know there are 10,000 Somalians in Salt Lake City??? I did not! At this event, I realized how limited I have been to recognize how diverse Utah is. There are so many refugees here that come from so many different places and lives. The reason I went was for my intercultural class I just took. We learned about intercultural communication and how we get along with other cultures. It is not an easy thing!! There are so many cultural differences in the world that it is hard to become close at times because we are all so different, and honestly it can be very uncomfortable as it requires going out of your comfort zone for sure. This day was really awesome, I met people from Congo, Burundy, Somalia, Nepal, and much more. Here's some pictures:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqQSyqkmSJ8/Tf44KtbAmjI/AAAAAAAABy0/UwWRk13I2JY/s1600/Picture%2B235.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOSDDR3Muns/Tf44Jwy4MkI/AAAAAAAABys/YEe1k8KdilI/s1600/Picture%2B224.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOSDDR3Muns/Tf44Jwy4MkI/AAAAAAAABys/YEe1k8KdilI/s400/Picture%2B224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619991125373235778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were about 15 countries represented here. Each country walked down with it's flag and national anthem playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hv46RhpiNNg/Tf44JWqXfwI/AAAAAAAAByk/7SRJKdxvsTc/s1600/Picture%2B232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hv46RhpiNNg/Tf44JWqXfwI/AAAAAAAAByk/7SRJKdxvsTc/s400/Picture%2B232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619991118358216450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHF2xx-OKgo/Tf43l0H0tkI/AAAAAAAAByc/Uxmxpe-NYGU/s1600/Picture%2B231.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHF2xx-OKgo/Tf43l0H0tkI/AAAAAAAAByc/Uxmxpe-NYGU/s400/Picture%2B231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619990507791103554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY_A29Zg7Gc/Tf43kkSzuOI/AAAAAAAAByU/S-2W_NJUNuk/s1600/Picture%2B234.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY_A29Zg7Gc/Tf43kkSzuOI/AAAAAAAAByU/S-2W_NJUNuk/s400/Picture%2B234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619990486362339554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the people going through the donation items to take home :) I am so glad they could go to use!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XGMfS6bT1k/Tf43kZF_nSI/AAAAAAAAByM/lmx0BHbPur4/s1600/Picture%2B237.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XGMfS6bT1k/Tf43kZF_nSI/AAAAAAAAByM/lmx0BHbPur4/s400/Picture%2B237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619990483355802914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought these women were so beautiful in their dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hF88z1zZ1II/Tf43jkabCiI/AAAAAAAAByE/Kd5eMcM5xMA/s1600/Picture%2B233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hF88z1zZ1II/Tf43jkabCiI/AAAAAAAAByE/Kd5eMcM5xMA/s400/Picture%2B233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619990469214407202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I painted these two little girls faces!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORkiyxvSviw/Tf43jUtoYTI/AAAAAAAABx8/y8kLHZUG870/s1600/Picture%2B236.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORkiyxvSviw/Tf43jUtoYTI/AAAAAAAABx8/y8kLHZUG870/s400/Picture%2B236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619990465000005938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the second part of the day was my children's class that I teach at my Mom's house. Some of them are my nieces and nephews. It was soo fun!! There were 7 kids this time, and the lesson was about having a a "Pure, Kindly and Radiant Heart." We did songs, dancing, prayers, an activity to learn what a pure heat means, and coloring. I gave them each a little foam red heart with a sunshine painted in the middle to represent a radiant heart. It was so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bW9cZ6VRQT4/Tf420jD5CdI/AAAAAAAABx0/kABpks8NeE4/s1600/Picture%2B241.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bW9cZ6VRQT4/Tf420jD5CdI/AAAAAAAABx0/kABpks8NeE4/s400/Picture%2B241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989661397617106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LIhJ7YkMnk/Tf420WQJi7I/AAAAAAAABxs/U8exTzfj2qE/s1600/Picture%2B239.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LIhJ7YkMnk/Tf420WQJi7I/AAAAAAAABxs/U8exTzfj2qE/s400/Picture%2B239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989657959369650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8XLeTONmw4/Tf420J0jcBI/AAAAAAAABxk/6eRxOsWc9ds/s1600/Picture%2B243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8XLeTONmw4/Tf420J0jcBI/AAAAAAAABxk/6eRxOsWc9ds/s400/Picture%2B243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989654622400530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After Children's class, we had my Bro Josh's Bday by my Mom's Pool!!! It was soo fun! Everyone went swimming, and my Mom set out a blanket so we could all have a picnic by the pool. All 6 kids in my family were there and all the nieces and nephews...(we missed you dad and christy!) but it was really fun. We ended up filming another video for the "danner fan club..." lol...you'll see it's coming soon. Happy Birthday J-toid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMrdzkH-Hk0/Tf42HrnDcCI/AAAAAAAABxc/cFvh1GeI9jo/s1600/Picture%2B248.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMrdzkH-Hk0/Tf42HrnDcCI/AAAAAAAABxc/cFvh1GeI9jo/s400/Picture%2B248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619988890598469666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ99zusOdZs/Tf41_6MnovI/AAAAAAAABxM/R1VwkpdOb3M/s400/Picture%2B249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIhiOa05iG0/Tf41_bJp9dI/AAAAAAAABxE/8R70GUPkYH8/s1600/Picture%2B245.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIhiOa05iG0/Tf41_bJp9dI/AAAAAAAABxE/8R70GUPkYH8/s400/Picture%2B245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619988748741244370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Following the party, to end the night, my 16 year old nephew asked me to jump in the cold pool with him at dark. I hesitated at first, then I thought- hey!! I only live this life once and my nephew just wants someone to have fun with!!! So we jumped in!! It was kind of cold, but not so bad. We ended up jumping in 14 times to try to get the 'perfect picture' but these turned out the best. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsM2HD5xNek/Tf41g9h9SCI/AAAAAAAABw8/FtFjeKkZakE/s400/Picture%2B260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619988225394034722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mr-W4lZ1EQ/Tf41gtrsSFI/AAAAAAAABw0/i7XRMBeXrqc/s1600/Picture%2B261.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mr-W4lZ1EQ/Tf41gtrsSFI/AAAAAAAABw0/i7XRMBeXrqc/s400/Picture%2B261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619988221139896402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nO-HSdvpVMQ/Tf41gVstT6I/AAAAAAAABws/gbkZOiG32ds/s1600/Picture%2B262.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nO-HSdvpVMQ/Tf41gVstT6I/AAAAAAAABws/gbkZOiG32ds/s400/Picture%2B262.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619988214701707170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was such a great day!! I loveeee summer!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-268554703238004506?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/268554703238004506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/268554703238004506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/268554703238004506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-18th.html' title='June 18th'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOSDDR3Muns/Tf44Jwy4MkI/AAAAAAAABys/YEe1k8KdilI/s72-c/Picture%2B224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8398292173200709067</id><published>2011-06-13T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:25:46.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH7a7fPikU8/Tfb-wN8eGoI/AAAAAAAABwc/eP7tPKTx1QM/s1600/IMG_0035%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH7a7fPikU8/Tfb-wN8eGoI/AAAAAAAABwc/eP7tPKTx1QM/s400/IMG_0035%255B1%255D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617957689521740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPqqv-bKk5I/Tfb-v6AtzAI/AAAAAAAABwU/cdjmaZxK3RU/s1600/Picture%2B029%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPqqv-bKk5I/Tfb-v6AtzAI/AAAAAAAABwU/cdjmaZxK3RU/s400/Picture%2B029%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617957684170836994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moHtCY4u_DA/Tfb-RTL1PsI/AAAAAAAABwM/k-pRuPOej8E/s1600/Picture%2B029%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moHtCY4u_DA/Tfb-RTL1PsI/AAAAAAAABwM/k-pRuPOej8E/s400/Picture%2B029%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617957158352404162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OE9Ifmk1YBE/Tfb9RQRAtUI/AAAAAAAABwE/2-QPpKJPn8w/s1600/Picture%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OE9Ifmk1YBE/Tfb9RQRAtUI/AAAAAAAABwE/2-QPpKJPn8w/s400/Picture%2B017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617956058057192770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tw4W8n2D3tM/Tfb9Q1ESBbI/AAAAAAAABv8/tjckdka9ZUU/s1600/Picture%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tw4W8n2D3tM/Tfb9Q1ESBbI/AAAAAAAABv8/tjckdka9ZUU/s400/Picture%2B018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617956050756044210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B36Z65bLitk/Tfb9Qs5BN4I/AAAAAAAABv0/-nTiznFOjEs/s1600/Picture%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B36Z65bLitk/Tfb9Qs5BN4I/AAAAAAAABv0/-nTiznFOjEs/s400/Picture%2B030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617956048561321858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Qq7Yc6Gv8/Tfb9QuPBbRI/AAAAAAAABvs/jUKOza-4aj8/s1600/Picture%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Qq7Yc6Gv8/Tfb9QuPBbRI/AAAAAAAABvs/jUKOza-4aj8/s400/Picture%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617956048922045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXdU-Iry5Rc/Tfb9QNXD8hI/AAAAAAAABvk/wwXCebRSL0U/s1600/Picture%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXdU-Iry5Rc/Tfb9QNXD8hI/AAAAAAAABvk/wwXCebRSL0U/s400/Picture%2B030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617956040097395218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ouW6f46g6A/Tfb8oJhv7KI/AAAAAAAABvc/7xgptxgxi6g/s1600/Picture%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ouW6f46g6A/Tfb8oJhv7KI/AAAAAAAABvc/7xgptxgxi6g/s400/Picture%2B002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617955351873711266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok0VVMk4QV8/Tfb8n-hSmRI/AAAAAAAABvU/s9v5geHUZ8U/s1600/Picture%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok0VVMk4QV8/Tfb8n-hSmRI/AAAAAAAABvU/s9v5geHUZ8U/s400/Picture%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617955348918999314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gBc_csC6DE/Tfb8novh6aI/AAAAAAAABvM/r9qZmiI7LS8/s1600/Picture%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gBc_csC6DE/Tfb8novh6aI/AAAAAAAABvM/r9qZmiI7LS8/s400/Picture%2B012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617955343073143202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjBUtS_FF9s/Tfb8nfSUCaI/AAAAAAAABvE/i7F-2rw35ws/s1600/Picture%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjBUtS_FF9s/Tfb8nfSUCaI/AAAAAAAABvE/i7F-2rw35ws/s400/Picture%2B031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617955340534679970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNmIQCBPaLU/Tfb8nPA2tPI/AAAAAAAABu8/pX7eiCFal4s/s1600/Picture%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNmIQCBPaLU/Tfb8nPA2tPI/AAAAAAAABu8/pX7eiCFal4s/s400/Picture%2B017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617955336166487282" 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/1542457541067909113-8398292173200709067?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8398292173200709067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-camera.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8398292173200709067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8398292173200709067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-camera.html' title='New Camera!!!!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vH7a7fPikU8/Tfb-wN8eGoI/AAAAAAAABwc/eP7tPKTx1QM/s72-c/IMG_0035%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-780571842170765236</id><published>2011-06-09T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:38:14.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616457467078793922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w44ASwheFI8/TfGqTx1SWsI/AAAAAAAABts/x7THwZusXKk/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9648%2B%2BI%2BAM%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616460108354646930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NuRQuMzOXxw/TfGsthWhc5I/AAAAAAAABu0/E4GMR-UktZ0/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616458854347501362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dkCOPYRseo/TfGrkhz67zI/AAAAAAAABuk/ZiQr4on4CZ0/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616458421592977362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0NRehpY2ig/TfGrLVrM79I/AAAAAAAABuU/fp-jtFCOX48/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616458093289157026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--rEjNKESn64/TfGq4OpeMaI/AAAAAAAABuM/o7mUY7uOJII/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616457902127332674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMtokY8GDBc/TfGqtGg8PUI/AAAAAAAABuE/mRqShg4S3TY/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9685%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616457748776477954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZHlyfjiUCc/TfGqkLPP5QI/AAAAAAAABt8/Z7huiBUG7xE/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9560.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616457624701232482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-goUo7DRFN6Q/TfGqc9BZ5WI/AAAAAAAABt0/lM2iYVnQoas/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616457370857329666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZixlzqkuPc/TfGqOLYTVAI/AAAAAAAABtk/FCW9VhYf5kw/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well! Last month for fun I got some picture taken by a friend. I forgot about them until tonight! I didn't really like them at first, but I saw them and thought- well I may as well put them on ma lil blog!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-780571842170765236?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/780571842170765236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/780571842170765236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/780571842170765236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w44ASwheFI8/TfGqTx1SWsI/AAAAAAAABts/x7THwZusXKk/s72-c/2011%2B05%2B05_9648%2B%2BI%2BAM%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5432207516716804133</id><published>2011-06-08T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T11:36:52.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun things for Women and Yound Ladies to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, I have decided to make a list of things that Women and Young ladies can do. I have some good ideas:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Take a Wedding Cake Decorating class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Start Scrapbooking- this can be of anything! It doesn't have to just be for your kids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Dress up and go on a HOT date, or if you don't have a man, call up your girlfriends and go out with them! Put on Hot dress and Hot heels and get out for a night on the town!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Get a manicure and or pedicure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Get your makeup and hair done and get your pictures taken for fun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Join a dance class...learn to salsa, latin, ballroom dance!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Take up Photography- start capturing some of the beauty around you in your world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Take your mother out for lunch and ice cream afterward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Turn up the music and sing your heart out!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Buy yourself some flowers and put them by your bed or on your table. And everytime you look at them, remember that *you* love you, and it's ok!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Start a positivity or inspirational journal. Buy a cute little notebook and anytime you heart a good quote, good advice or anything beautiful you'd like to remember, jot it down in your "Positivity Journal."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Take a walk in the mountains or canyon, refresh your mind and spirit once in a while&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Get your hair colored! OR a new hairstyle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Write on your mirror everything wonderful about YOU. Such as: "I am a wonderful, kind, graceful, loving, honest, beautiful, wholesome, and powerful woman." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Start your own little Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Go to the Craft Store and be creative to make a fun little token for yourself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Call an old friend and go out with them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. ENJOY being a WOMAN!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5432207516716804133?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5432207516716804133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-things-for-women-and-yound-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5432207516716804133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5432207516716804133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-things-for-women-and-yound-ladies.html' title='Fun things for Women and Yound Ladies to do!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2110339039177582320</id><published>2011-06-07T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:59:07.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our own social networks</title><content type='html'>I just read a great article that I REALLY loved and wanted to remember it, so I'll post it on my lil blog. So, every one of us has a social network of our own. Some may be bigger than others and some smaller. But we all have one. There are four main supports we receive in our social lives, in which some areas may be stronger and some weaker at different times in our lives depending on who we know and when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Support #1:&lt;/span&gt; Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt; support network. These are the people who support us emotionally- they listen to our joys and happiness hopes and aspirations and they become happy with us. Then when we are sad they are there to cry with us. These people in our lives offer us emotional strength and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Support #2&lt;/span&gt;: Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;informational&lt;/span&gt; support. These are the people in our lives that we know we can go to to get information on things we need in life. If we need to be pointed in a good direction of where to find a Doctor, a Dentist, or good advice on what helped them fix their car- these people could really give us the best advice. These people help us with daily practicalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Support #3&lt;/span&gt;: Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;instrumental&lt;/span&gt; support. These people simply offer help in our lives to do things like fix things for us, or help us repair damages. When we need something done quick- they are there. If you were to get a flat tire, they would be there immediately to help you fix it and get you back on the road in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Support #4&lt;/span&gt;: Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spiritual or motivational support&lt;/span&gt;. These are the people who inspire us to find meaning in our lives. These people are good for getting new hope or finding new purpose with. These people help strengthen you in the deeper meanings of your life, and help nurture you to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2110339039177582320?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2110339039177582320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-own-social-networks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2110339039177582320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2110339039177582320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-own-social-networks.html' title='Our own social networks'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7966734399190307293</id><published>2011-06-05T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:10:26.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new declaration: I am exactly where I am meant to be!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it becomes easy in life to scurry around and frantically wonder if you're honestly where you are supposed to be...or if not, what other hundreds of things you *should* be doing instead with your limited time here on earth. But tonight, is one of those nights, that I know I am exactly where I am meant to be at this exact time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so, sooo grateful for everything in my life. In my whole world! I am so grateful for my family! I love my family so much. I am sooo blessed to be able to stay here at my Dads house in this quaint and cute little room. As a 24 year old just about to reach this new career world and real-adulthood life...I have been a bit frantic in what I *think* I should be doing. Feeling frantic or that I need to hurry and do this or hurry and do that! But this is all exactly what I don't need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, tonight I know that this is the perfect time and place and circumstance for me. I am so grateful. First of all, I really love being able to live with my Dad. (I hope you're readingthis Dad;)&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bit cranky, or in my own world the last while, but it's just cause I am in a transition phase of life, and my mind is somewhat in some clouds I guess. However, I am so happy to be here. I love this safe, secure little place where I know I am loved and welcome. I love having a family that I can turn to for anything. I love having sisters who are so fun, silly and can remember my whole life with me. I love knowing that I get to spend these special years with my little nieces and nephews, before they get older. I love seeing the marriage between my Dad ans Step Mom because they are so fluid and strong together. They live a cozy little life of stability and nice structure. I love that it's so secure and stable here. It's always the same. That is so nice. I have learned a lot of new things that i didn't acquire necessarily with my Mom. My Mom taught me other great things- but stability and consistency are newer for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy because I am so grateful for this life. Man, I know it's normal, but sometimes I get so caught up in all the things that do NOT matter! I love knowing that what matters is knowing that I honestly am making a difference right here! I babysat my neice and nephew today, and gave them so much undivided attention and love, that when their Mom came home, they were so calm and patient. I am glad knowing that I could make a simple difference even in just one day. It's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few months I have had a panic, a fear and a worry abotu what I am doing next after college. I have felt a deep sense of frantic worry and anxiety about what I will do. There are SO many options for me. Everyday, my mind is scurrying around what choices I am going to make that will change the course of the rest of my life. But I know, tonight, that it will all work out for the BEST. I honestly just get to live in this moment, and enjoy the moment....and then things will come as they are suppsoed to, when I cross that bridge. I will not always be here in the safe comfort of my dads house, I will one day have a family of my own and my own home, and so I get to remember to cherish these times. To love these times, because I am blessed.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like writing this out- because it's just one of those nights that I have that deeper sense of gratitude for living. I go up and down, but tonight, I feel a re-membrance of that peace and quiet stillness that comes from that knowing: I am exactly where I am meant to be in this exact moment in time! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7966734399190307293?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7966734399190307293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-new-declaration-i-am-exactly-where-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7966734399190307293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7966734399190307293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-new-declaration-i-am-exactly-where-i.html' title='My new declaration: I am exactly where I am meant to be!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6913996741790139287</id><published>2011-06-02T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:55:16.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom- Let it be</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dMCJ5th2GiU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6913996741790139287?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6913996741790139287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-of-wisdom-let-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6913996741790139287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6913996741790139287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/06/words-of-wisdom-let-it-be.html' title='Words of Wisdom- Let it be'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dMCJ5th2GiU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1062534990780957863</id><published>2011-05-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:58:49.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love blogging.</title><content type='html'>I love blogging, and do you want to know why? The reason is because growing up I always wanted to be a semi-organized individual...and honestly, a blog seems extremely organized. A blog to me is a way for me to put all my big ideas, dreams, love stories, sob stories and daily activities into one neat, organized, formatted and contained blog with beauty and music. I love it. That is my two cents on blogging for the evening. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1062534990780957863?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1062534990780957863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1062534990780957863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1062534990780957863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-blogging.html' title='I love blogging.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3366881492523494174</id><published>2011-05-29T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:23:29.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4-94JhLEiN0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start the beginning of your lives together!!!!!! Starting 'Forever' off with a fun dance!!!! I love this Wedding entrance! "It's you, and me, movin' at the speed of light into eternity!!" Love this song!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-3366881492523494174?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3366881492523494174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk-about-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3366881492523494174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3366881492523494174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk-about-fun.html' title='Talk about FUN!!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4-94JhLEiN0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-456505304784978865</id><published>2011-05-27T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:18:36.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nephew's Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuT6zrA5UmM/TeBa_WjLlQI/AAAAAAAABtA/EU2IKxFJvKQ/s1600/ikaika%2Bgraduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuT6zrA5UmM/TeBa_WjLlQI/AAAAAAAABtA/EU2IKxFJvKQ/s400/ikaika%2Bgraduation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611585180135036162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This was such a fun night! He isn't in this picture, but my nephew graduated High School! His name is Ikaika Ola Hui Kanaka Kekala Ona Lemapona Hanamaiki Danner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! I am so proud of of his long name...hehe. In this picture is me, seth, my nephew Kyle, my nephew Kekoa and his Fiancee! :)&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/1542457541067909113-456505304784978865?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/456505304784978865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-nephews-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/456505304784978865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/456505304784978865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-nephews-graduation.html' title='My Nephew&apos;s Graduation!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xuT6zrA5UmM/TeBa_WjLlQI/AAAAAAAABtA/EU2IKxFJvKQ/s72-c/ikaika%2Bgraduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-231850907455482426</id><published>2011-05-27T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:13:11.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In all sincerity..</title><content type='html'>What is it that is so important about looking good!? I mean, I like to look good, and I think it's nice looking good and keeping up with styles- yeah, its all fun. But so often I get caught up in this cycle where I get so frantic about having to look a certain way, have certain clothes and shoes and nails and hair and so many things. Yes, I am not saying it isn't fun. But sometimes I wonder, what is the point in the long run? Is it to get to my death bed and be able to say, "Wow, I was relaly stylish in my life. And wow, I kept up with all the trends." I mean, it is fun, but really- in the end- why will it matter? Even when we die, we don't take with us our looks...our dyed hair, our clothes, our nail polishes. When we pass on, we take our hearts, our spirits and the knowledge we have learned. We take those we love with us, and memories created. I go back and forth in life to be honest. At times I become so desparate to keep up with all the styles that I feel I am losing out on focusing on other parts of myself. Then at other times I become excited to look nice. I do think it is important to look nice. However, I think the way you look should simply be a representation of what is on the inside- it should not define you. That is where so many women become lost. Look at this picture of Marjorie Hinkley I posted, she is older yes, but she is so beautiful because there is kindness in her eyes. A radiance in her face, a softness in her cheeks. She looks approachable and like if I were to cry to her- she would absolutely just love me and hug me. Looks fade, youthfulness fades, and styles change. But what will last is the kindness and beauty within your own heart. That will last through the eternities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone out there knows Marjorie Hinkley, she was the wife of the President of the LDS church at one time, and she said a beautiful quote I will *never* forget: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611518726108190402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtC43h_oWS8/TeAejOAhlsI/AAAAAAAABs4/Ahg2u6odNBE/s400/marjorie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."&lt;br /&gt;— Marjorie Pay Hinckley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote, and feel this is true!! I feel so much that I want to be a woman of honor, of distinction in that I actually made a difference, and NOT because I looked perfect all the days of my life. What is ALL the fuss!? I want to light that fire in my heart and keep in focus the most important things of life. That is being kind, gracious, truthful, patient, and having a radiant countenance. I think these things are so important in this worldly society we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If only you could see what Heaven could see in you." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our souls are literally gems, diamonds in the sight of Heaven! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It says in all the worlds Holy Books, that God looketh not upon the outer appearance, but God looketh upon the heart. That means that God sees what is geninely in our hearts. God knows and hears everything that is going on inside of us. He isn't concerned about my dyed hair, my tan legs, or my muscular body. I am sure that God knows when we are sincere and when we are not. And I honestly believe that when we live in accordance with that sincerity inside ourselves, then we are able to find true joy....then we find lasting joy inside that can't fade when our hair or nails do. I want to focus on that side of me more. I want to surround myself with people who look at the heart, and not the outer appearance. I want to be with individuals who are striving to improve their inner selves first, and second their outer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-231850907455482426?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/231850907455482426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/man-what-is-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/231850907455482426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/231850907455482426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/man-what-is-it.html' title='In all sincerity..'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtC43h_oWS8/TeAejOAhlsI/AAAAAAAABs4/Ahg2u6odNBE/s72-c/marjorie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-911656735658159518</id><published>2011-05-26T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:45:40.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting excited about Culture!</title><content type='html'>I am taking an Intercultural Communication class and a Cross Cultural Communication class right now. The difference you might ask? I don't know. Haha, but they both count. Anyway, it is getting me soo excited about culture! I have this yearning and great desire to experience other cultures! Whether is is in Africa, China, Israel, Europe or South America, I want to see and experience new cultures SOOO much! Especially through this class, it is making me so excited! I cannot wait to see how others live their lives, other traditions, other languages, new foods! In my class we have talked about ethnocentrism which is where one culture believes their cultural traits are superior to others. This is how I feel about Americans and even Utah! I feel that we have this belief that we are superior and couldn't benefit from other cultures- at least this has kind of been my mindset! However, I want to open my mind and expand my horizons to see and learn more! I get so excited about it and want to enrich myself in this way! For instance, we were talking in class today about how Americans are some of the coldest people in the world. Other cultures are so affectionate and it is normal to be physical close with others. I love that! I know that is how South Americans are, and I LOVE that trait. It is so warm and lovely. Anyway, just wanted to share my excitement about seeing the world sometime SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-911656735658159518?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/911656735658159518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/getting-excited-about-culture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/911656735658159518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/911656735658159518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/getting-excited-about-culture.html' title='Getting excited about Culture!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3762301698634238591</id><published>2011-05-26T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:49:35.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kate Middleton moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uS0MEbkXacM/Td6SZ82BOJI/AAAAAAAABsw/MSxhsr4t04E/s1600/2011%2B05%2B05_9560%2Bcopy%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611083160277301394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uS0MEbkXacM/Td6SZ82BOJI/AAAAAAAABsw/MSxhsr4t04E/s400/2011%2B05%2B05_9560%2Bcopy%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I really love Kate Middleton, but not enough to try to be exactly like her. However, I got some of these pictures taken, and I thought my little hat looked like a Kate Middleton style! I really, really admire Kate Middleton though. Honestly, I haven't found a single celebrity in our media that is nearly as classy, refined, decent, educated, and beautiful as Kate Middleton. I want to be a woman just like her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-3762301698634238591?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3762301698634238591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-kate-middleton-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3762301698634238591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3762301698634238591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-kate-middleton-moment.html' title='My Kate Middleton moment'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uS0MEbkXacM/Td6SZ82BOJI/AAAAAAAABsw/MSxhsr4t04E/s72-c/2011%2B05%2B05_9560%2Bcopy%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6193598924745662343</id><published>2011-05-26T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:37:15.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck duck Goose!!</title><content type='html'>I didn't realize that hanging out with tons of little kids could be so fun!!! (And thankfully, very educational for me!! haha) I am actually learning so much about kids which is really good! My step-mom watches between 2-7 kids every day here, and I am home when I don't have class, so it's fun! Here are pictures of our precious little adventures from yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKNIjD8LXzw/Td6PK5xM-yI/AAAAAAAABso/oaCT1O9EMP8/s1600/SANY6529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611079603218873122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKNIjD8LXzw/Td6PK5xM-yI/AAAAAAAABso/oaCT1O9EMP8/s400/SANY6529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EdJQ6WNEZn4/Td6O-seUlqI/AAAAAAAABsg/jQB0HAcUWgw/s1600/SANY6533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611079393491588770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EdJQ6WNEZn4/Td6O-seUlqI/AAAAAAAABsg/jQB0HAcUWgw/s400/SANY6533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7zxHfeQJjE/Td6O3QtaL2I/AAAAAAAABsY/6hBilUmnSSI/s1600/SANY6535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611079265779593058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7zxHfeQJjE/Td6O3QtaL2I/AAAAAAAABsY/6hBilUmnSSI/s400/SANY6535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lV-TIX0oI2g/Td6Okzl_F8I/AAAAAAAABsQ/ymIm933aAgw/s1600/SANY6549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611078948726183874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lV-TIX0oI2g/Td6Okzl_F8I/AAAAAAAABsQ/ymIm933aAgw/s400/SANY6549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so many kids it looks like a daycare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7-U5ut8_9I/Td6OcFofneI/AAAAAAAABsI/0aPcku_PA0Y/s1600/SANY6556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611078798949719522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7-U5ut8_9I/Td6OcFofneI/AAAAAAAABsI/0aPcku_PA0Y/s400/SANY6556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha, Anne....making an ol' wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZHG8a1Ajgw/Td6Ns4n0KLI/AAAAAAAABsA/3n2rIHpT3J4/s1600/SANY6558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611077988003358898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZHG8a1Ajgw/Td6Ns4n0KLI/AAAAAAAABsA/3n2rIHpT3J4/s400/SANY6558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella had a sleepover with me, and I painted every one of her nails a different color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7m3Zn-PbP4/Td6NjEE9GvI/AAAAAAAABr4/mQiqkewYf7A/s1600/SANY6565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611077819279678194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7m3Zn-PbP4/Td6NjEE9GvI/AAAAAAAABr4/mQiqkewYf7A/s400/SANY6565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H12bLj5WF2I/Td6Nb0LJfmI/AAAAAAAABrw/uYVNRcREEYQ/s1600/SANY6564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611077694751604322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H12bLj5WF2I/Td6Nb0LJfmI/AAAAAAAABrw/uYVNRcREEYQ/s400/SANY6564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isUrCbS0EVM/Td6NTlclJoI/AAAAAAAABro/0q_yNwEBakI/s1600/SANY6562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611077553359234690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isUrCbS0EVM/Td6NTlclJoI/AAAAAAAABro/0q_yNwEBakI/s400/SANY6562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-6193598924745662343?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6193598924745662343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/duck-duck-goose.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6193598924745662343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6193598924745662343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/duck-duck-goose.html' title='Duck duck Goose!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKNIjD8LXzw/Td6PK5xM-yI/AAAAAAAABso/oaCT1O9EMP8/s72-c/SANY6529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4174630338119474057</id><published>2011-05-23T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:41:19.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few goals for Summer 2011 :)</title><content type='html'>* I want to wake up by 9am M-F and go running/jogging/exercise. I want to get outside, even I just walk. This will start my day off fresh, just being out in the sun and fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GET FIT!! Do sit ups every day, I want to get a 6 pack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*by 10am, be home and eating breakfast and shower and be ready for the day by 11 at the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Get a 7Peaks waterpark season Pass! I want to go there a LOT and have fun and get tanned! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Keep my room clean and straight. Stay on top of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Be POSITIVE. Be positive about EVERYTHING around me in my life and in myself AND in others! See the GOOD in life each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Be proactive and productive. Keep myself busy and happy!!! Baking, cleaning, writing, service activities, friends, swimming, impact, reading, organizing, music, make vision boards, learning new recipes, ETC!!! There are SO many things I can do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finish my summer classes, and stay on top of it until I get my degree in August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAVE FUN! And live in the moment!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOVE ME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-4174630338119474057?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4174630338119474057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-goals-for-summer-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4174630338119474057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4174630338119474057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-goals-for-summer-2011.html' title='A few goals for Summer 2011 :)'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6208505538834794344</id><published>2011-05-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:14:14.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White House Black Market</title><content type='html'>I am in love with this store. It is my new favorite place to shop- I went in there the other day and tried on clothes for fun...I felt like a million bucks! I can't stop thinking about how rich I felt! I loved that feeling. The clothes were so elegant, classy and quality. I want to do whatever it takes to be able to shop there one day! :) I can't stop dreaming about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6208505538834794344?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6208505538834794344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/white-house-black-market.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6208505538834794344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6208505538834794344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/white-house-black-market.html' title='White House Black Market'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4570515922456303678</id><published>2011-05-22T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:28:26.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man!</title><content type='html'>SO, I have a lot of thoughts, and I am going to try to open up to this blog. It's hard though- cause it so touchy. However, I am going to genuinely trust that everything from here on out will happen in perfect way, and that my Angels are orchestrating everything to be as it should. It's hard to talk about, so please bare with me. I should have just gotten married last fall when I got engaged....I should have just pushed through my fears, and moved forward. What was I doing? I wish I could go back and instead of becoming frozen, just moving forward in planning a wedding. But that didn't happen. Honestly, the second we got engaged, I froze. I literally froze! I became SO scared that I couldn't do anything. But now knowing what I know now, I wish I could go back and just have taken that plunge. How different would things be? Where and what would I be doing now? Would I be really happy? Would I be progressing and living and starting my dreams with him? We'll never know. All we know now is the present moment and can go from here. I may always wonder what would have happened at that time- but perhaps it just was meant to be this way. It's been hard because I know that no one knows what to say to me, or how to talk to me about it- and I feel like it's always in the air around me. That's why I deleted my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; for now because I needed to get away from all the attention of the engagement that didn't go through. It has nothing to really do with him....it was more so my fears that pulled everything in. I feel bad and I wish I would have just been more confident at that time. I just was so scared because I wasn't sure that I knew what I was doing and making one of the biggest decisions of my entire life- I wished I had direction and perhaps a push that would have helped me in that move forward. This really isn't a sad story- I am just learning about where to go from here. He is away this summer for two months in Rhode Island and China doing a language program ( I am so proud of him!) But in the meantime, this is giving me lots of time to think with lots of space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really hope to be able to get married one day. Honestly, I want it a lot, but I am scared of it. I want a family of my own, but I get afraid I suppose. This is because I don't know if I believe in myself enough to be able to do it! But I have to believe in myself- I must! I know I have to! There is still a chance he and I may become married one day...How do you know if it's ever the right thing? How do you KNOW!?!?!? To have someone FOREVER as your other half?? To build a life, have children, a home, traveling etc? To fulfill your dreams with them? How do you KNOW it's right!?!??! Anyway, at this point, I'd like to move forward. The past is what it is, and I really want to move on. I keep going over and over and over in my mind the situation that has happened and WISHED I would have been different, or done things differently so things could be different now...but I can't change the past. And I want a fresh future. I want to start NEW in a fresh time period. I really do love him, I want it to be right. I get afraid sometimes that that was my one chance, and that I blew it. I blew it! But at the same time, I believe that there are always more chances and that things don't always have to be the way you think. Who knows what could happen? I am open to anything happening. I AM! We may be able to become married and fulfill one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anothers&lt;/span&gt; dreams. However, I am trusting right now that EVERYTHING will work out as it should. Who knows, while he is away this summer, he may have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Epiphany&lt;/span&gt; and realize in his heart that he *has* to be with me and will come back begging at my feet to be the girl he will marry forever- and it feels right at that time. He may come home and have a new ring- or the same ring and we realize that this is the time we can get married now. And there may be a surge or a burst of energy that we fall in love all over again and decide to begin to make a family of our very own. Or it may not. Things could go either way. But I am trusting it is all perfect. But I genuinely pray for the best...for him, for me, for both of our very precious lives, that we are able to both have our dreams- whether that is together, or not. In all sincerity, I simply want the best and highest way for each of us. To my angels: please guide our hearts on what to do. Please guide me in seeing things from a higher perspective, and please give me peace in my heart and mind that everything will be perfect. Please guide us through love and patience, and render our spirits to be soft with humility. I ask that the angels will please guide me day by day and moment by moment on what I get to do, to feel, to think, and to prepare for what life is going to bring me next. I ask my angels to please offer me acceptance and peace to know that true love always guides us through light and joy. And with that being said, I trust the process of life, and I trust that everything out there in the spirit world is placing things to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;as they are meant to be. Thank you, thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the end, everythings ok, and if it's not ok- it's not the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-4570515922456303678?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4570515922456303678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4570515922456303678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4570515922456303678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/man.html' title='Man!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7889730389944515094</id><published>2011-05-22T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:40:56.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging- Update!!</title><content type='html'>SO...I just went through several comments that others have posted on here throughout the last year....I realized...lots of people DO comment!!! MAN! I am SOOOOO Lucky to have so many friends and family and awesome people around me in my life!!!! MAN! I don't think I've realized how fortunate I am because all of these comments were so encouraging and kind and positive. I really appreciate all of you blog followers, and people who comment. I want to comment back when someone comments- cause it means so much to me. I just don't know if people come back and check if I had replied to them. But anyway- I am SO lucky to have so many great influences and positive people around me!!!!! I love you ALL! I love you all so much. I really do. I want to be such a better person for all of you- a better friend, a better sister, daughter, girlfriend, auntie, and so forth! I REALLY want to improve myself as a person and in life!!!! I want to be SO much better!!!!! I feel like I am slacking big time....and I want to step it up SO much!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7889730389944515094?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7889730389944515094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7889730389944515094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7889730389944515094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging-update.html' title='Blogging- Update!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-533538059390724133</id><published>2011-05-22T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:49:34.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGING</title><content type='html'>Let's get real honest here. I want to UP my Blogging Game! Lol. I really want people to come read this more- and for me to have more blogs to read. I mean, no one is updating theirs anymore!!! I need to find more people to follow I think. Also, I am telling you...if you come to my blog: COMMENT!!!!! hahahah....it makes it WAY more fun if I get a little surprise that says someone has commented. It's nice. Haha!! Anyway, I am going to go find more blogs out there. I LOVE blogging. It is a way for me to gather all my big ideas, thoughts, activities, dreams and more and make me feel organized by compiliing them into one neat and decorated little blog. Haha! Ok, see you then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-533538059390724133?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/533538059390724133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/533538059390724133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/533538059390724133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/blogging.html' title='BLOGGING'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2803839036169528923</id><published>2011-05-21T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:11:37.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE this Picture!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9-NolezTsY/TdhwcTmulXI/AAAAAAAABrY/Ihw6PYBOcvk/s1600/happy%2521.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9-NolezTsY/TdhwcTmulXI/AAAAAAAABrY/Ihw6PYBOcvk/s400/happy%2521.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609356967491310962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best picture taken at all my graduation. Sarah O'keef sent it to me recently...it's a perfect mirror of my little life. My Mom spazzing out, me and sarah laughing, Josh listening...the whole thing....is so great! I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1542457541067909113-2803839036169528923?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2803839036169528923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-this-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2803839036169528923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2803839036169528923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-this-picture.html' title='I LOVE this Picture!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9-NolezTsY/TdhwcTmulXI/AAAAAAAABrY/Ihw6PYBOcvk/s72-c/happy%2521.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7260410803406358793</id><published>2011-05-19T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:16:54.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cq1UMVqsb08/TdVeijTa-KI/AAAAAAAABrQ/HTtHZby82d0/s1600/kt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cq1UMVqsb08/TdVeijTa-KI/AAAAAAAABrQ/HTtHZby82d0/s400/kt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608492858645084322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQrvsrZPSU8/TdVeGhVAkyI/AAAAAAAABrI/fLN6AFb6lmE/s1600/kt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1542457541067909113-7260410803406358793?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7260410803406358793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7260410803406358793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7260410803406358793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am.html' title='I AM'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cq1UMVqsb08/TdVeijTa-KI/AAAAAAAABrQ/HTtHZby82d0/s72-c/kt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7895955333650511754</id><published>2011-05-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:45:58.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where there is love, nothing is too much trouble, and there is always time. &lt;/span&gt;&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/1542457541067909113-7895955333650511754?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7895955333650511754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-there-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7895955333650511754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7895955333650511754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-there-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1838940860279351429</id><published>2011-05-15T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:25:20.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please help me out! What are my Leadership characteristics? Fill this out for a class for me :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt;Friends and Family! Please fill this out...you can just copy and paste it and leave it as a comment on here! I would greatly appreciate it! I need to get 12 of these really soon...Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt;As part of my completion for my Bachelors degree, I am taking a course that requires me to create a profile of my unique strengths. I have been asked to contact several people who know me well, to request &lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 stories&lt;/b&gt; of when I was at my best.&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would really appreciate your help with this assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;Please think about your interactions with me and identify incidents or behaviors when I was at my very best or most effective in your eyes. In writing, please tell the story (with details) of your experience so that I understand the behaviors you are referring to. Here’s an example of what these stories could look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Narrow';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;1. One of your greatest strengths is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Narrow';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Example:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; An ability to get people to work well together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Narrow';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Helvetica Narrow';font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;example, I think of the time when:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Example&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/b&gt;We were doing the Alpha project. We were behind and the stress was building. We started to close down and focus only on meeting our deadline. During one of our meetings, you said…. (and so forth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt;Please send me (via email) three of my greatest strengths with an accompanying story.&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your feedback will be very helpful to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-size:10;" &gt;Thank you so much for your time! &lt;span style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1838940860279351429?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1838940860279351429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/please-help-me-out-fill-this-out-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1838940860279351429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1838940860279351429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/please-help-me-out-fill-this-out-for.html' title='Please help me out! What are my Leadership characteristics? Fill this out for a class for me :)'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8035560082166903793</id><published>2011-05-14T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:39:52.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morals, Values, Principles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I truly believe in standing up for truth, in holding true to your values, morals and principles. I admire individuals who hold so firm to these good virtues and am inspired greatly by them! Both of my parents have been excellent examples of such- being so strong and firm in their beliefs about life and values they hold dear. A lot of times the world can shout so loud- and honestly it confuses me and makes me feel as if I cannot measure up. However, I then go back to the core of me and where I come from and know that it is strong values and morals that matter most. This consists of values such as honesty, trust, care for others, sincerity, chastity, honoring your family members, service, upholding the institution of marriage, and being forgiving. When I see people who are strong in these virtues and do not waver- I am so inspired! I strive to be this kind of individual because this is what will always hold strong in this sometimes turbulent world. I need to find my place again in the world- my place of where I fit in. I wish I fit in with the Mormons so badly, I really admire them so much. I wish I could fit there...but it's never really fit me....although I do have so much in common with all of them. All of my closest friends were always the most devout lds- because I love living a life of goodness. I just never fit it though...I wish I did. I do trust that God has a plan specifically for me and that I play a unique role in this world. I humbly and honestly seek to find the path that can lead me to my dream of the family I have always wished to create. I am 24 now, and it's time to begin on that journey. I honestly, with all my heart desire to have a strong and lasting marriage that will carry through this earthly life and then more. That has been one of my greatest dreams, and I realize it is time to start putting it out there that this can come into my space! Again, I want a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;, successful, honest, marriage that is built upon strong morals, values and principles that never waver. Please give your comments. Thanks! :)&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/1542457541067909113-8035560082166903793?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8035560082166903793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/morals-values-principles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8035560082166903793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8035560082166903793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/morals-values-principles.html' title='Morals, Values, Principles'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5220991279527277916</id><published>2011-05-13T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:28:43.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family of my own!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J2ky_XE4p9g/Tc4LkhE_q3I/AAAAAAAABqg/RDySHlI6cpc/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J2ky_XE4p9g/Tc4LkhE_q3I/AAAAAAAABqg/RDySHlI6cpc/s400/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606431308105362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, now that the college portion is over, I have realized I am now at the time where I can begin to focus on my next biggest dream: A family of my own! I want a family of my own sooo badly... I have always dreamed about, but it hasn't ever really been the right time. However, I am now at the point where I can begin to create it! I want so much to have a beautiful little family of my own. I want to create traditions, to have our own home, have a purpose and a life full of fun, love and joy. I want to have my own little babies, to be a stay at home mom, and be so in love with my companion as we raise our family together. I am committed to create it! I want to start  a family, and then have one of my very own- that is just like me. I want to have little babies! These dreams have always felt so far off in the distance, but now I am getting to that point where it can be real! I am committed to bring into my life the most perfect companionship that is healthy, loving, successful and strong who together we can create a beautiful, happy, loving family together. I want to move forward in that direction!! Can you guys out there imagine me as a Mom? I get a little nervous, but I realized, I am 24...I feel it is time to start planning and preparing for this kind of a life. :) AND I know I am capable of this! I know I can do it, and it can be a happy, fulfilling and joyous family. Please give me your thoughts! Thanks!&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/1542457541067909113-5220991279527277916?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5220991279527277916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-focus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5220991279527277916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5220991279527277916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-focus.html' title='A Family of my own!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J2ky_XE4p9g/Tc4LkhE_q3I/AAAAAAAABqg/RDySHlI6cpc/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6591582482362900350</id><published>2011-05-09T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:07:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a Softened Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the midst of this crazy world, I would like to witness a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604624774619028514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pd1liyujeRw/TcegibaFXCI/AAAAAAAABqY/CafhXt6RW2g/s400/surrender.jpg" /&gt;mir-uh-kuhl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1. an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause.&lt;br /&gt;2. such an effect or event manifesting or considered as a work of god.&lt;br /&gt;3. a wonder; marvel. &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/1542457541067909113-6591582482362900350?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6591582482362900350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/softened-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6591582482362900350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6591582482362900350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/softened-heart.html' title='a Softened Heart'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pd1liyujeRw/TcegibaFXCI/AAAAAAAABqY/CafhXt6RW2g/s72-c/surrender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7379079723619489323</id><published>2011-05-08T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:57:17.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w__SMAO98xo/TceeABpTlgI/AAAAAAAABpw/ocTJIpIYzbg/s1600/humility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604621984564745730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w__SMAO98xo/TceeABpTlgI/AAAAAAAABpw/ocTJIpIYzbg/s400/humility.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No matter what in life, there will always always always be an adversary. No matter how great or horrible you are, what it is you do, how it is you are, who it is you are, the way you think, the things you do, the joy you may find...there will always be that nagging little adversity that will always seek to destroy or pull down what may be good. Sometimes I assume the whole world out there thinks and sees things as I do- and only sometimes I am harshly awakened to realize this is not true at all. I assume most of the time that people see things as lighthearted and easy as I do- wrong again. I am starting to actually wonder if there is even anyone out there like me? No matter what you do- there will always be hard times and hardship. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;....its frustrating. There will always be judgements, always be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;criticizing&lt;/span&gt;, always be people that just cannot understand each other. I guess, its just life. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grrr&lt;/span&gt;...It becomes frightening at times to realize that so many of us do not think alike and are in fact so different. It feels so isolating and lonely to see that so many of us remain separate for so many reasons.....the world is in desparate need for unity and coming together and I feel that the time is ticking for us to do something quick- there is no more time to waste in all this separation. I genuinely feel we came to this earth to be united as one human family, so why does history keep repeating itself? When are we going to learn? It's hard cause times like today, I feel completely hopeless. I suppose it is that adversity that makes things hard- it is that thing that seeks to pull us down and keep us human beings all seperated for whatever reasons. Grrrrr...anyone have any thoughts or input? I'd like to hear some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7379079723619489323?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7379079723619489323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/adversary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7379079723619489323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7379079723619489323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/adversary.html' title='Adversary'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w__SMAO98xo/TceeABpTlgI/AAAAAAAABpw/ocTJIpIYzbg/s72-c/humility.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5979851887625803473</id><published>2011-05-07T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:39:57.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year with the Love of my Life and Tulips Galore to celebrate!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTtY9y1cltU/TcXVmvT2lNI/AAAAAAAABo8/EuGyvQxaIec/s1600/SANY6519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604120172843930834" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTtY9y1cltU/TcXVmvT2lNI/AAAAAAAABo8/EuGyvQxaIec/s400/SANY6519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May 6 2011 could have very well been one of the best and most lovely days of my life. :) Truly, it was a glorious day spent in love, joy, fun, laughter, peace and beauty!!!! Chris came to pick me up and gave me a BEAUTIFUL Yellow Rose and said Happy Anniversary!!! He does all the things that I've always *wished* a boyfriend would do. Really, he is and does all the things girls dream of! He took me to Golden Corral for lunch because that is where we ate last year, and it was so delish. He treated me like such a Queen all day. He was so patient, gentle, sweet and fun the entire day. He told me how beautiful I was, he held my hand, played with my hair, and just treated me like royalty. I am sooooo lucky. He was so patient as I took all my thousands of pictures of the tulips and was in awe of all the beauty. We took a few pictures that were the exact same from our very first date. I LOVE that he gets as excited about those things as I do. It's sooo cute! We are so much alike in our passion and drive for life...I love it because he is so positive and always sees the bright side of things just like I do. Most of the time I was always teased for being so positive or cheery- but now I have a partner who loves that about me AND meets me on that level!!! We stayed at the Tulip Festival for about 4 hours just having the MOST peaceful day. I got so many compliments on my dress! I got a beatiful new 'angel' dress for graduation gift...and I love it. Afterward we drove to his house and made a dinner and cookies and watched Mrs. Doubtfire. Lol. So funny. It was a beautiful day, I am soooo lucky....I honestly don't believe it could be any more romantic or lovely to have this love in my life. I love him!!! &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH! One more fun little piece of information I want to share. So....two years ago, a month before I moved to Orem to go to UVU, I visited an "Angel Reader"/Psychic. My Mom and Sister had been to her and said she was very intuitive and can see and connect to angels around you and so forth. So whether or not you believe in this- it was a beautiful experience getting a 'reading' from her. Whether or not angel readers exist, she is at least a very special woman who crossed my path and gave me great insight into my life for me that rang as truth for me. She actually told me several things that came completely true. Then I asked her in the reading why I had these different boys in my life fall in love with me and I never felt love back for them. I asked her if I had serious issues or a hardened heart, or perhaps that I was 'addicted' to getting men to fall in love with me. She told me, "Ohhh no. You are absolutely capable of falling in love. You just haven't met him yet. These other guys fall in love with you because you have such a strong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spiritual nature that they seek to get that connection through you. The kind of man you need is someone almost &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; like &lt;em&gt;you. &lt;/em&gt;Almost like the boy version of you. A man who can meet you on &lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;level....emotionally, intellectually, spiritually, physically, socially, and who is extremely outgoing and passionate as you are." She said, "I see you meeting someone down at UVU that you are going to have a LOT of fun with and someone who is JUST like you. The difference between him and other guys is that he, just like you, has a very strong deep and personal connection to God just like you do. You two will meet eachother on many levels."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honestly, I had forgotten somewhat about this angel reader...I had thought about it- but I wasn't really attached to what she said or anything. But truthfully, what she said came true...and I met him! Loveee him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk9vhMlLXn8/TcXVdJmkvVI/AAAAAAAABo0/S4z6H-v38_s/s1600/SANY6421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604120008103083346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk9vhMlLXn8/TcXVdJmkvVI/AAAAAAAABo0/S4z6H-v38_s/s400/SANY6421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hO-cO-sK9a4/TcXVSrwXcEI/AAAAAAAABos/JyNID63SLyo/s1600/SANY6424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119828292399170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hO-cO-sK9a4/TcXVSrwXcEI/AAAAAAAABos/JyNID63SLyo/s400/SANY6424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNXp8v9jNuk/TcXVJB90WTI/AAAAAAAABok/m0CaaZKY18M/s1600/SANY6427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119662455707954" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNXp8v9jNuk/TcXVJB90WTI/AAAAAAAABok/m0CaaZKY18M/s400/SANY6427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ulyyyXVu5kI/TcXU-ZnYWPI/AAAAAAAABoc/mxK4CnZDdPE/s1600/SANY6428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119479825488114" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ulyyyXVu5kI/TcXU-ZnYWPI/AAAAAAAABoc/mxK4CnZDdPE/s400/SANY6428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--FWNBOiydBs/TcXU2X-XiKI/AAAAAAAABoU/ujRe8lhI00w/s1600/SANY6433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119341946079394" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--FWNBOiydBs/TcXU2X-XiKI/AAAAAAAABoU/ujRe8lhI00w/s400/SANY6433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha, conducting where Chris should stand to take pictures..lol...he laughed at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sip5z9LD2t8/TcXUvboLEHI/AAAAAAAABoM/xwGF1Yg0Ljw/s1600/SANY6435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119222667645042" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sip5z9LD2t8/TcXUvboLEHI/AAAAAAAABoM/xwGF1Yg0Ljw/s400/SANY6435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY8W--im-qc/TcXUmnPx4gI/AAAAAAAABoE/f9gvZF-2aHg/s1600/SANY6429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604119071167734274" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY8W--im-qc/TcXUmnPx4gI/AAAAAAAABoE/f9gvZF-2aHg/s400/SANY6429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CiXJe_K3cW4/TcXUe4fS2zI/AAAAAAAABn8/knC1mU3-jMg/s1600/SANY6430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118938357259058" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CiXJe_K3cW4/TcXUe4fS2zI/AAAAAAAABn8/knC1mU3-jMg/s400/SANY6430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TGM5a3aZCc/TcXUXu8-KlI/AAAAAAAABn0/Rlb9MjRN7KY/s1600/SANY6431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118815538293330" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TGM5a3aZCc/TcXUXu8-KlI/AAAAAAAABn0/Rlb9MjRN7KY/s400/SANY6431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpoj4TEAXp8/TcXUMR1TFXI/AAAAAAAABns/hfBSZlzewtw/s1600/SANY6439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118618742920562" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bpoj4TEAXp8/TcXUMR1TFXI/AAAAAAAABns/hfBSZlzewtw/s400/SANY6439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only occasionaly in life does love come along. It is a true blessed gift to meet anothers soul who collides with your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jwGLqfVoyiE/TcXUEud5fuI/AAAAAAAABnk/pc8bAyJuSSo/s1600/SANY6441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118488990449378" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jwGLqfVoyiE/TcXUEud5fuI/AAAAAAAABnk/pc8bAyJuSSo/s400/SANY6441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a picture in this exact spot on our first date!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlDNPERZ1Uo/TcXT5RF4SeI/AAAAAAAABnc/Fq3-JtOP-dY/s1600/SANY6443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118292126517730" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DlDNPERZ1Uo/TcXT5RF4SeI/AAAAAAAABnc/Fq3-JtOP-dY/s400/SANY6443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this get any more heavenly and blissful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5W6vjtr74Xs/TcXTvMy8VII/AAAAAAAABnU/A8mHlE1QWt8/s1600/SANY6476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604118119174657154" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5W6vjtr74Xs/TcXTvMy8VII/AAAAAAAABnU/A8mHlE1QWt8/s400/SANY6476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris took this one of me dipping my toe in the water :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H9qHTKfI4bo/TcXTg2HlodI/AAAAAAAABnM/7SXbualC0iE/s1600/SANY6447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117872569065938" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H9qHTKfI4bo/TcXTg2HlodI/AAAAAAAABnM/7SXbualC0iE/s400/SANY6447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze9iGv1bmbU/TcXTY-E2g1I/AAAAAAAABnE/jJAWqrWKK30/s1600/SANY6452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117737266119506" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze9iGv1bmbU/TcXTY-E2g1I/AAAAAAAABnE/jJAWqrWKK30/s400/SANY6452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Honnnnney!! Sometimes I am still shocked he is mine because he is sooo good to be true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YKzg7dpxOhI/TcXTOt4GKsI/AAAAAAAABm8/ZQdLqaiWLEc/s1600/SANY6456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117561118960322" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YKzg7dpxOhI/TcXTOt4GKsI/AAAAAAAABm8/ZQdLqaiWLEc/s400/SANY6456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure and everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XOU8N5bw18/TcXTGWggYFI/AAAAAAAABm0/1Nlx4Jo2-G4/s1600/SANY6457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117417407045714" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3XOU8N5bw18/TcXTGWggYFI/AAAAAAAABm0/1Nlx4Jo2-G4/s400/SANY6457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning....oops (leaning) on the one I love...I suppose I am learning AND leaning on him all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RiR0uKwJN4/TcXS8AjAP2I/AAAAAAAABms/2e-Ao-G1TWY/s1600/SANY6458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117239713251170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RiR0uKwJN4/TcXS8AjAP2I/AAAAAAAABms/2e-Ao-G1TWY/s400/SANY6458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmmMmm that is my Latino boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hV4XnF2r7zc/TcXS0SjIdgI/AAAAAAAABmk/QcWt62bZlvk/s1600/SANY6460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604117107106674178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hV4XnF2r7zc/TcXS0SjIdgI/AAAAAAAABmk/QcWt62bZlvk/s400/SANY6460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishes!!! Giant sized gold fishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyBkIj66SJg/TcXSYKdCn7I/AAAAAAAABmc/n-yA9mPM9BE/s1600/SANY6462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604116623897305010" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyBkIj66SJg/TcXSYKdCn7I/AAAAAAAABmc/n-yA9mPM9BE/s400/SANY6462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNjinMhE5qc/TcXSRg-C6qI/AAAAAAAABmU/_g0MOZ0WZ5c/s1600/SANY6467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604116509682231970" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNjinMhE5qc/TcXSRg-C6qI/AAAAAAAABmU/_g0MOZ0WZ5c/s400/SANY6467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPtN4YkREf8/TcXSHGO6hWI/AAAAAAAABmM/yxhu3gCKFDI/s1600/SANY6469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604116330706535778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPtN4YkREf8/TcXSHGO6hWI/AAAAAAAABmM/yxhu3gCKFDI/s400/SANY6469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKCDX9O_JNA/TcXR-Y3glcI/AAAAAAAABmE/GE9cqklPNRc/s1600/SANY6472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604116181089818050" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKCDX9O_JNA/TcXR-Y3glcI/AAAAAAAABmE/GE9cqklPNRc/s400/SANY6472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in eachothers arms is like completion. I have never felt so complete and whole as I do with Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2OISDKqGog/TcXR0gtI51I/AAAAAAAABl8/QzldWZZQ-qs/s1600/SANY6475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604116011395114834" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2OISDKqGog/TcXR0gtI51I/AAAAAAAABl8/QzldWZZQ-qs/s400/SANY6475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxMlEB1G2AY/TcXRpuYWQZI/AAAAAAAABl0/LpMroWSgmt0/s1600/SANY6482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604115826087444882" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxMlEB1G2AY/TcXRpuYWQZI/AAAAAAAABl0/LpMroWSgmt0/s400/SANY6482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9e-bWQ1wwCo/TcXRexWii-I/AAAAAAAABls/TPtz8j1GoY8/s1600/SANY6483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604115637906607074" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9e-bWQ1wwCo/TcXRexWii-I/AAAAAAAABls/TPtz8j1GoY8/s400/SANY6483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWTZ4ILTvzQ/TcXRSNxtSDI/AAAAAAAABlk/e_qzh2HrvoU/s1600/SANY6467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604115422198450226" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWTZ4ILTvzQ/TcXRSNxtSDI/AAAAAAAABlk/e_qzh2HrvoU/s400/SANY6467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UhNwph_8bFA/TcXREifsTsI/AAAAAAAABlc/64BTLvjMXXM/s1600/SANY6503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604115187241864898" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UhNwph_8bFA/TcXREifsTsI/AAAAAAAABlc/64BTLvjMXXM/s400/SANY6503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ft4ABcZN70/TcXQ8QoIKuI/AAAAAAAABlU/B58xhwwpMy0/s1600/SANY6504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604115045006453474" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ft4ABcZN70/TcXQ8QoIKuI/AAAAAAAABlU/B58xhwwpMy0/s400/SANY6504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha silly us! And silly Chris!! The yellow tulip on the left has sunglasses!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IYGjXp4gPK4/TcXQ0bZ8SWI/AAAAAAAABlM/x1Y9Dkg5PGA/s1600/SANY6505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114910460791138" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IYGjXp4gPK4/TcXQ0bZ8SWI/AAAAAAAABlM/x1Y9Dkg5PGA/s400/SANY6505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blessed to spend each moment with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEjjepGEgno/TcXQqv8UKVI/AAAAAAAABlE/kgADYGhX_9U/s1600/SANY6507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114744174979410" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEjjepGEgno/TcXQqv8UKVI/AAAAAAAABlE/kgADYGhX_9U/s400/SANY6507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMO9Vt9h4oY/TcXQd3qyWdI/AAAAAAAABk8/eKFI85pFyzI/s1600/SANY6510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114522910644690" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMO9Vt9h4oY/TcXQd3qyWdI/AAAAAAAABk8/eKFI85pFyzI/s400/SANY6510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulip Cookies!! Chris suggested I learn to make these at home, lol I will!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXzdiY_0HyM/TcXQWStW3NI/AAAAAAAABk0/wHbziIcgKOQ/s1600/SANY6524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114392730229970" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXzdiY_0HyM/TcXQWStW3NI/AAAAAAAABk0/wHbziIcgKOQ/s400/SANY6524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrisssss, is my hair OK for pic!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFvRPTSg7Ds/TcXQMiKjdKI/AAAAAAAABks/z7OKy7gA--I/s1600/SANY6513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114225080530082" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFvRPTSg7Ds/TcXQMiKjdKI/AAAAAAAABks/z7OKy7gA--I/s400/SANY6513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companionship=the greatest joy one could ever find &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-hUU5ho55s/TcXQAoqWbSI/AAAAAAAABkk/JL_dOYrIRYo/s1600/SANY6485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604114020666076450" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-hUU5ho55s/TcXQAoqWbSI/AAAAAAAABkk/JL_dOYrIRYo/s400/SANY6485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Thank you, Thank YOU soooooooooooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;much for EVERYTHING you do for me Chris! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the love, the hugs, the kisses, the friendship, the FUN, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the joy, the peace, the snuggles, for this wonderful day of beautiful tulips and being with you. Thank you for being with me and for being everything I've ever wished for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU CHRISTOPHER AZZARO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-5979851887625803473?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5979851887625803473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-year-with-love-of-my-life-and-tulips.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5979851887625803473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5979851887625803473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-year-with-love-of-my-life-and-tulips.html' title='1 Year with the Love of my Life and Tulips Galore to celebrate!!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTtY9y1cltU/TcXVmvT2lNI/AAAAAAAABo8/EuGyvQxaIec/s72-c/SANY6519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6301003810803774250</id><published>2011-05-06T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T03:39:02.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7, 2010- the beginning of a new life and a Little bit about US! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year ago today, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well, tomorrow, May 7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was mine and Chris first date at Thanksgivings Point Tulip Festival! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It's funny really...because we took these pictures on our very first date! We didn't even know each other that well- we had only met once very briefly before this date. Look at how uncomfortable and slightly awkward we look! Ha ha!! Little, oh so little did we know what was just about to happen to our lives. Tomorrow Chris is so sweetly taking me to the Tulip Festival to remember our very first date! I just came across these pictures and felt like writing a blog a little bit about us. We have successfully come 1 year in a relationship, and despite what our outcome is we trust it will be a beautiful one that serves each of our highest good. We also recognize that we may not always know what God has in store for us for a future, but we have spent 1 year of our precious lives devoted to one another in friendship, love, learning to grow with one another. We are grateful for our chance to have met one another and continue to be grateful for all the lessons we are able to learn through each other. Here is a little bit more about Mr. Chris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and myself:) : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603512707195977762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-iR8U7OaZo/TcOtHlbNwCI/AAAAAAAABkc/Js1El_dv4GM/s400/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(look at these goofs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris was born in Canada, but his parents are from Chile- yep! You never would have guessed it, he is a Chilean- a Latino at heart! And don't mind me, I love that fact. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MmmMMm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, back to the topic at hand. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He was raised in Calgary Alberta with his passionate and fun loving family. He has very strong characteristic traits in that he is very determined and motivated to make something big out of himself and his life. He dreams big, but also holds close to his heart what is special to him. He is family oriented, and also I almost forgot to mention- he speaks 4 languages! :) Chris honorably served a full time Latter-Day-Saint Mission in Paris France for 2 years. He was actually called to serve in Paris as a Chinese speaking Missionary! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I know, Chinese in France? Very cool huh! Through his mission he grew and developed a profound spiritual nature and learned the value of serving the world around him in a big and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt; way. He also grew a strong love for the Chinese culture, language and food and has ambitions to serve as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;liaison&lt;/span&gt; for the Chinese and American people somehow someday. He is making steps toward that in which he is going to actually live in China this summer for 2 months for a Language immersion program where he will developing more of his Chinese skills first hand! He is pursuing to get a Masters degree, and will be completing his Bachelor of Science degree in Spring 2012 in International Relations. His life forever changed when he came across a simplified, down to earth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hair and Blue eyed girl that well- attracted his heart in a very special way ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now onto me. What can I say about me? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was raised in Utah most of my life and am the youngest of 6 kids. We have 3 boys and 3 girls in my immediate family- and boy, are they my greatest friends now! We had our trials and hardships (like everyone) but we pulled through and they are my greatest support team! I wanted to make something of myself, (and still do) and have a burning desire inside that consistently strives for more. I did 2 years of college at Southern Utah University and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; an Associate of Science degree, and 2 years at Utah Valley University &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; a Bachelor degree in Interpersonal Communications. I also devoted a term of service in Eliot Maine for the Baha'i Faith, and used this time to strengthen myself spiritually and find who I am on a deeper level. This time greatly affected my life in that I learn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ed the importance of service and that being focused on the world outside of me can bring great and fruitful rewards. :) I also love beauty, elegance and wish to one day make a beautiful and full life for myself. I believe that family is the backbone of society-and if we wish to change this world we can do so by beginning with our very closest family members..(or by raising a beautiful one of your own ;) )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ultimately&lt;/span&gt;, Chris and I are very much alike in many ways. We are alike in that we are very driven to make a beautiful, rich and full life for ourselves. We equally have a strong desire to improve ourselves in many areas such as physically, intellectually, spiritually and even financially! We both have a yearning to enrich our lives and live to the very fullest in every aspect. We both love beauty, elegance and seek for self improvement in all areas. We are both family oriented, are firmly planted in strong morals and values and have similar desires for a future. We are equally hard workers and love to see sincere goodness and honest truth in our efforts. We both love wholesome lifestyles and simply crave for a pure way of life. For fun we like to goof around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, eat delicious foods, and sometimes dress up for a night on the town. ;) OH, and go to Tulip Festivals! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ojnWuyAwruc/TcOkopACYzI/AAAAAAAABkM/GcpAZuNBQXU/s1600/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603503379486761778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ojnWuyAwruc/TcOkopACYzI/AAAAAAAABkM/GcpAZuNBQXU/s400/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(our very first date...sooo nervous..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a little bit about us. We are grateful and honored to have spent this last year in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; arms. We are grateful for the passionate fun, the ability to feel a connection with another, and the strength we have acquired that comes along with becoming close with another individual. We are in gratitude for our trials, because it is in hardship that we can grow the deepest and learn to love even deeper. This picture was taken at the very beginning of a journey and we had absolutely no clue what was about to follow. A year full of laughs, cries, fun, dancing, hiking, swimming, napping in each others arms, even some fighting, but most of all a year full of growth and courage for stepping into the unknown and willing to try something new. I believe that falling in love requires courage as it is a risk...and I am grateful we both took that chance. I hope and am creating a new year full of strength, courage, stability and peace for each of us. Whatever a new year brings to us, I feel that if we each put our faith and trust in God, and detach from any outcomes, then ultimately we will always be given what is for our absolute best and highest for our lives. Although it can become easy to forget at times, life is such a sacred gift, and it is an even more sacred gift when someone is willing to share theirs with you. To breathe with you, to share their moments on this earth with you, to be there to lift you up, to put you before themselves and to have you in their mind and heart at each moment- that is true love. And Chris, "Nothing you could ever do or say could make me ever stop loving you." :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEEL FREE TO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;COMMENT IF YOU READ THIS! ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6301003810803774250?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6301003810803774250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-7-2010-beginning-of-new-life-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6301003810803774250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6301003810803774250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-7-2010-beginning-of-new-life-and.html' title='May 7, 2010- the beginning of a new life and a Little bit about US! :)'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-iR8U7OaZo/TcOtHlbNwCI/AAAAAAAABkc/Js1El_dv4GM/s72-c/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6194293074280719665</id><published>2011-05-04T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:54:06.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those beautiful 6 letters...Summer...And CHECK CHECK....anyone out there???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuqIKCgTNl0/TcGeB6XiQlI/AAAAAAAABkE/uOGd7zryGvc/s1600/SANY6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuqIKCgTNl0/TcGeB6XiQlI/AAAAAAAABkE/uOGd7zryGvc/s400/SANY6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602933167110636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here is us just goofing around on the beginnings of a warm, glorious summers night. Ahhhh. This is the BEST time of the year. I swear I am a whole different person when its warm. I am soo much happier and lighthearted. I honestly believe I am going to end up somewhere warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyway! This is us, having a romantic wonderful time at the park with the sun setting in our little eyes. We are so happy to have each other, to know each other and to have come this far in a relationship. It hasn't always been easy, but the good outweighs the bad and we genuinely love one another. I am grateful for this love and am thankful to God for sending him to me. I know it was only through the hand of God that we were able to meet :) I love you Chris!!!&lt;/span&gt; (and PS. If you are reading this, PLEASE COMMENT! No one comments anymore, and this is a check to see who's reading this!! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uM31BpB5_3o/TcGd3Q-7qnI/AAAAAAAABj8/_TTKAAO5ojQ/s1600/SANY6397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uM31BpB5_3o/TcGd3Q-7qnI/AAAAAAAABj8/_TTKAAO5ojQ/s400/SANY6397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932984202898034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this is my Favorite! Standard Kt Chris moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtqvJz2u1u0/TcGdcrhe32I/AAAAAAAABj0/GziL_kiZeqw/s1600/SANY6416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtqvJz2u1u0/TcGdcrhe32I/AAAAAAAABj0/GziL_kiZeqw/s400/SANY6416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932527470665570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, I fell big time!! haha I was being a maniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuopR1nFrx4/TcEQvN5-ROI/AAAAAAAABjc/P_0Cf1rPOws/s1600/SANY6401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602777814798320866" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuopR1nFrx4/TcEQvN5-ROI/AAAAAAAABjc/P_0Cf1rPOws/s400/SANY6401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol yep, just a pose by myself..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyKVWqzwUHs/TcEQX24DXlI/AAAAAAAABjU/6SR__KAeBYs/s1600/SANY6402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602777413479259730" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SyKVWqzwUHs/TcEQX24DXlI/AAAAAAAABjU/6SR__KAeBYs/s400/SANY6402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for taking my pic Chris!! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4k0XsBNMIv0/TcEQNneppYI/AAAAAAAABjM/7iT9zT2IsbQ/s1600/SANY6403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602777237547492738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4k0XsBNMIv0/TcEQNneppYI/AAAAAAAABjM/7iT9zT2IsbQ/s400/SANY6403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-6194293074280719665?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6194293074280719665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-beautiful-6-letterssummerand.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6194293074280719665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6194293074280719665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-beautiful-6-letterssummerand.html' title='Those beautiful 6 letters...Summer...And CHECK CHECK....anyone out there???'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuqIKCgTNl0/TcGeB6XiQlI/AAAAAAAABkE/uOGd7zryGvc/s72-c/SANY6420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2915257856149064396</id><published>2011-05-03T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:23:41.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proudest Day of My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0clsJQm0OFg/TcB800mjn-I/AAAAAAAABik/BndOe4bhhcg/s1600/SANY6360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0clsJQm0OFg/TcB800mjn-I/AAAAAAAABik/BndOe4bhhcg/s400/SANY6360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602615183364300770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a windy, cloudy day on the morning of April 29, 2011 as I curled my hair, put on my crisp navy blue dress with  white polka dots, and then zipped up my black graduation robe. I wore 6 inch high heels to signify my adulthood (I have never worn shoes so steep!) I put on  my silky shiny green UVU tie around my neck and put my cap on with a  2011 tassel. What a special day it was! Some people feel that graduation  is not important and don't have a desire to go- but for me, I honestly  think it is so special to participate in a celebratory occasion to  signify your success. And boy, I worked my BUM off for this degree! I  have never worked harder for anything else my whole life so far, and so  this day was extra special. It took me 4 1/2 years to get my  Bachelors...and it has been the BEST 4 1/2 years of my life. I can't  even tell you how these years have changed me in every single way!  So this day of graduation symbolized a landmark in my life. A landmark  of completion and a transition into the next part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commencement  was so awesome...that is where all the colleges come into together with  the live orchestra and we have speakers. It's funny because there were  several things that the speakers said that really stood out to me this  day....and the one that stood out to me the most was actually published  in the UVU Newspaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Do not wait for perfectly rosy times  to start and sustain new  professional ventures, to continue your  education, to get married and  begin a family, to make a community  contribution or to find personal  peace and happiness. To do so would be  to put off those crucial aims  indefinitely,” he said. “My dear  students, whatever you may be facing  once you leave this hall of  celebration today, or whatever you may face  down the road, go forward  with vision and vigor. There will be power in  your actions, power that  will change the very atmosphere that now makes  successful action look  so daunting. You can do it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy this  was posted because this exact quote was what I loved the most from the  speakers. It is so true too! I have always somewhat thought that at  graduation the world would perfectly come together for me and I'd have  life figured out. However! This quote says that rather than waiting for  those 'perfect'  circumstances, we must actively pursue to create the  things we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Dr. Gay, another speaker said this (paraphrasing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As college graduates do not think you are going to go get a job to pay your bills. You now have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to share what you have learned with the world. You are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go out and use your knowledge, talents, and abilities for the betterment of humanity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  thought that was so nice! And true! The entire graduation was so  special! Especially since every single person in my family came to  celebrate with me. When it was my turn to walk across the stage as they  read my name...They said, "Katherine Marie Danner- Bachelor of Science-  Communications..." my family cheered SOOO loud!!! They were some of the  loudest in there!!! THEN, my 3 brothers shouted out and said,  "KATIE!!!!! BACHELOR DANNER BACHELOR DANNER BACHELOR DANNER!!!! 3 Times.  Haha...it was soooo loud and long they had to pause before they read  the name for the next person!! Haha, then I got my diploma and picture  taken. My academic adviser was at the end and he reached out and gave me  a hug. It was so stinkin nice!! I loved it. It's probably cause I wrote  him a thank you note the day before telling him how awesome he was and  thanks for letting me visit him ever 5 minutes for 2 years. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  was such a special day. I have accomplished one of my BIGGEST dreams  and then some!! My whole family went out to Chuck A Rama afterward and  we stayed for 5 hours eating and talking. Lol...It was sooo fun. My  family mentioned how proud they were and now 4 out of 6 kids in my  family have Bachelor Degrees!! Soooo stinking proud. :) :) I love my  family...and everyone looked SO nice! I loved all their support and fun  this day and they all made me feel so honored. 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Well...things have actually been extremely nice for me. So nice that I don't even really know how to handle it! I have been so extremely fortunate the last while that this is a lifestyle I am not used to. This last year has been great. My hard work paid off and I was given so many opportunities this year. I fell in love last summer to someone who pretty much spoils me, I am finishing college, I have had a job where I plan parties weekly for college students and get my rent paid for free, and on top of it, I have all the clothes and stylish things I've pretty much ever wanted. My family is so close to me, I've gotten such a wonderful relationship with my Dad who does so much for me as well....and with completing college and the other things I've done, I feel that so many doors are wide open to me to literally do almost anything I want. It seems as if things are almost literally being handed to me. I've also been doing nice things like tanning, pedicures, painting my nails more, and been accumulating lots of cute things to wear. Not to mention, people have been complimenting me in my work for different areas like at school about my intellect and personality and such. It is really, really nice because I feel that I've reached this place that I have been working toward...and it's nice to be here. However, you know sometimes the kinds of kids who become so spoiled that they become a bit bratty? They have so much good around them that they forget about what matters and they are just annoying? Well, I kind of feel like that kid lately. The thing is, I am so grateful to have reached this point in my life. I feel like life feels easy for the first time ever. But, the tricky thing is these things should never become a reason to become snobby or prideful. I've been getting somewhat annoyed at myself, lol, for not being as gentle and patient as I used to be. I feel like lately, I just barge in, make myself known and then barge out. Lol. I don't want to be a person like that! I want to be someone totally down to earth and where people feel like I'm being real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the other thing. I feel like perhaps with all the successes I am having, it is important to remember where I come from and what it has taken me to get here. My family are probably the ones who really know how much it has taken for me to get here and the obstacles I've had to overcome- but nonetheless, I know that it's important to not take things for granted, and to always keep my mind focused on the simple things of what matter most. You should know that 5 years ago, I started out a scared little 19 year old girl with what I felt was my only good quality my personality, and a ton of dreams. And here I am. Reaching all kinds of successes. I am so grateful, I just have to figure out how to handle it. ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5049522137921935717?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5049522137921935717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/04/latest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5049522137921935717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5049522137921935717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/04/latest.html' title='The Latest!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-810151557398075550</id><published>2011-04-13T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:56:44.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here is the one who holds my Heart! I love this man. :) I love him because he is strong, kind, family-oriented, ambitious, intelligent, loving, affectionate, silly, fun, PASSIONATE, spontaneous, dreams big, organized, sooo attractive, spiritual, wonderful, truthful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sees the BEST in every situation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;caring, hard working, interested in SO many things, loves life and is so ALIVE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's no secret, that I love him. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chris Chacon!!! Muahhh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595203762272214818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUVsDP5Cwjo/TaYoLVgqHyI/AAAAAAAABhU/4aYvc-CRlAo/s400/SANY6260.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This picture is from last summer, he drove up to Salt Lake (my moms house where I was staying for my internship) late at night to meet with me and I cooked dinner for him on my Moms very charming back porch. I hung up white lights and the back porch was overflowing with beautiful fragrant flowers that my Mom had set up. So romantical...oh la la la la :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595204113034774898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UU9Iol8EMfA/TaYofwM-CXI/AAAAAAAABhc/-JohBw5zBgE/s400/SANY6261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-810151557398075550?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/810151557398075550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/810151557398075550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/810151557398075550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-heart.html' title='My Heart!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUVsDP5Cwjo/TaYoLVgqHyI/AAAAAAAABhU/4aYvc-CRlAo/s72-c/SANY6260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8587200166809801943</id><published>2011-03-18T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:12:03.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07sPab32uhY/TYQckoULVWI/AAAAAAAABg0/eOjljXqDYeA/s1600/katie%2Band%2Bchris%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585620853469173090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07sPab32uhY/TYQckoULVWI/AAAAAAAABg0/eOjljXqDYeA/s400/katie%2Band%2Bchris%2B20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585623248938591986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VMtjztg40w/TYQewEIl5vI/AAAAAAAABg8/fXXcwa5mXbQ/s400/kisses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;11 months ago, I was fortunate enough to meet someone I would fall in love with! I am forever grateful for the beautiful moments I have been able to have and the joy that has been found through love. Each memory is engraved in my heart, and each feeling apart of me forever! It's been a wondrous 11 months! Our very first date was to the Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point on May 7, 2010. Life is a blessing in iteslf, but when love comes along, it's a true once-in-a-lifetime-gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Here are some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;favorite pictures from the last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585620134755723842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sMfyQD6Pu1c/TYQb6y5iakI/AAAAAAAABgc/oPRh7W8ALck/s400/chris%2Band%2Bkatie%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585620545365051218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kBlrovtVGTo/TYQcSsibh1I/AAAAAAAABgs/VS5F8-xmL-U/s400/Katie%2Band%2Bchris%2B22.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585620367909560386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsS71x2PXqM/TYQcIXdvoEI/AAAAAAAABgk/5w849OK0W6s/s400/katie%2Band%2Bchris%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmKEsJHaVHU/TYQYNUsBozI/AAAAAAAABgU/t6OCoG9_Hww/s1600/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585616055016989490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmKEsJHaVHU/TYQYNUsBozI/AAAAAAAABgU/t6OCoG9_Hww/s400/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVTPAgLlxlg/TYQX9W74tjI/AAAAAAAABgM/IrxUIZ2aISo/s1600/ENGAGEMENT-%2BSept%2B4%252C%2B2010%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585615780742477362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVTPAgLlxlg/TYQX9W74tjI/AAAAAAAABgM/IrxUIZ2aISo/s400/ENGAGEMENT-%2BSept%2B4%252C%2B2010%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNnH-OSY7pg/TYQWnFEmeMI/AAAAAAAABfU/Zzz_9chNH88/s1600/SANY6195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585614298478442690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNnH-OSY7pg/TYQWnFEmeMI/AAAAAAAABfU/Zzz_9chNH88/s400/SANY6195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Dsxa7gnOGA/TYQWb_rVtLI/AAAAAAAABfM/8iR3FvD2Zjw/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585614108051748018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Dsxa7gnOGA/TYQWb_rVtLI/AAAAAAAABfM/8iR3FvD2Zjw/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ON8E1ANipgU/TYQWLJ8QvqI/AAAAAAAABfE/p6IY_AyCsUM/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B%252851%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613818749304482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ON8E1ANipgU/TYQWLJ8QvqI/AAAAAAAABfE/p6IY_AyCsUM/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B%252851%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kUx8si7aZjc/TYQWD0Lj9KI/AAAAAAAABe8/kxB8DYBbjG4/s1600/Summer%2B2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613692648813730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kUx8si7aZjc/TYQWD0Lj9KI/AAAAAAAABe8/kxB8DYBbjG4/s400/Summer%2B2010%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cxbAS5PXfo/TYQV9zKJBGI/AAAAAAAABe0/oC1B8cdeqbI/s1600/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613589295203426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cxbAS5PXfo/TYQV9zKJBGI/AAAAAAAABe0/oC1B8cdeqbI/s400/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT7xQBvzWTQ/TYQV2ZdOnII/AAAAAAAABes/gYd4WhObZxg/s1600/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613462136855682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT7xQBvzWTQ/TYQV2ZdOnII/AAAAAAAABes/gYd4WhObZxg/s400/Tulip%2BFestival%2BSpring%2B2010%2B015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwhJ2m5Euso/TYQVooV0V6I/AAAAAAAABek/L21Gk44kLUA/s1600/SANY6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613225614137250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwhJ2m5Euso/TYQVooV0V6I/AAAAAAAABek/L21Gk44kLUA/s400/SANY6233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-riPGKCakH9M/TYQVg7sAnsI/AAAAAAAABec/6oZK2b0zdS4/s1600/SANY6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585613093368536770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-riPGKCakH9M/TYQVg7sAnsI/AAAAAAAABec/6oZK2b0zdS4/s400/SANY6221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bS6nJJWw3c/TYQVaxG3hRI/AAAAAAAABeU/laU5b0Jh1fU/s1600/SANY6199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585612987449181458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bS6nJJWw3c/TYQVaxG3hRI/AAAAAAAABeU/laU5b0Jh1fU/s400/SANY6199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss8fL_PhiT8/TYQVD9aLRHI/AAAAAAAABeE/d4_qEpkMhpQ/s1600/SANY6330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585612595614401650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss8fL_PhiT8/TYQVD9aLRHI/AAAAAAAABeE/d4_qEpkMhpQ/s400/SANY6330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wiqnKQgfmKY/TYQU7FFNdkI/AAAAAAAABd8/icVZ5Gtd0HY/s1600/SANY6273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585612443055126082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wiqnKQgfmKY/TYQU7FFNdkI/AAAAAAAABd8/icVZ5Gtd0HY/s400/SANY6273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bHzOG8qG5ns/TYQUukr1miI/AAAAAAAABd0/UZHTu2cL8EE/s1600/ktchris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585612228200340002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bHzOG8qG5ns/TYQUukr1miI/AAAAAAAABd0/UZHTu2cL8EE/s400/ktchris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-8587200166809801943?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8587200166809801943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8587200166809801943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8587200166809801943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-months.html' title='11 Months Baby!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07sPab32uhY/TYQckoULVWI/AAAAAAAABg0/eOjljXqDYeA/s72-c/katie%2Band%2Bchris%2B20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6323598509277857894</id><published>2011-03-18T01:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:25:18.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*NEW* Tutu Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes! I have created a beautiful *new* blog for my Tutu's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am selling them again, please come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Http://ktstutucreations.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGY8uz-7_IM/TYMWGtOYqiI/AAAAAAAABds/Tx0r0bcjYXM/s1600/baby%2Btulip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGY8uz-7_IM/TYMWGtOYqiI/AAAAAAAABds/Tx0r0bcjYXM/s400/baby%2Btulip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585332267344505378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6323598509277857894?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6323598509277857894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-tutu-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6323598509277857894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6323598509277857894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-tutu-blog.html' title='*NEW* Tutu Blog!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGY8uz-7_IM/TYMWGtOYqiI/AAAAAAAABds/Tx0r0bcjYXM/s72-c/baby%2Btulip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6503128293609947414</id><published>2011-03-07T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:34:56.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you've been wondering</title><content type='html'>I figure its time for me to clear this up with my friends and loved ones around me. I feel bad because I have secretly been avoiding everyone when they ask me whats going on. Well, as you know, I have been engaged since September. I fell very much in love with Chris, and he very much in love with me. It feels as if we were made for each other! Because of this love we felt for one another, we felt it was right to become engaged. However, with time, we have come to the realization that it was probably a bit soon for us to take that step- and have taken a step back. It has nothing to do with our love for one another, actually it is quite the opposite indeed. It is because we love each other so much that we recognize it may be best to step back, and take our time before we make such a big life commitment. Along with marriage come many changes and life alterations, and therefore we realize that perhaps in our situation, it is best to truly spend more time getting to know one another and allowing our love to grow even deeper before we more forward in such a giant leap. Again, it has nothing to do with our love for each other. I can't emphasize enough how great our love is for each other. Our love is big and very special, and I know this love is so true and powerful I feel it could grow through the eternities. It feels like the right thing to do, and we are continuing our relationship with each other. I love him so much, and I know he loves me too! :) We both consider ourselves blessed to have this chance to have met one another, and I can't wait to see what will happen as we are able to grow with one another on this journey. :) So as far as a wedding goes, it isn't coming too soon as of right now, but we will see with time when we both become more confirmed that the right time will be. And when the wedding date is chosen, believe me, I will be broadcasting it to Everyone!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-6503128293609947414?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6503128293609947414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-youve-been-wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6503128293609947414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6503128293609947414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-youve-been-wondering.html' title='If you&apos;ve been wondering'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7177084274597862217</id><published>2011-03-01T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:17:38.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 1st</title><content type='html'>I am happy today because today is March 1st. That means that in 20 days, it is the first day of spring, and in 30 days it is my Birthday, and in 60 days it is Tulip season. I am also really happy today because the sun is shining bright and it brings so much joy to me! I've decided that I am much more of a spring/summer kind of a gal. I find I am so much happier when it is warm and sunny. I feel more like myself. I seem to get really down and depressed in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I can't help but wonder why I am in the situation I am in. Why am I where I am at this very point in time? With the unique experiences life has given me, and where I am now, is there a point? It's not really the most simple thing to be me. I mean, in many ways it is simple to be me. I am happy with my self and so beyond blessed for everything I have. But why must I be someone who is the only one who thinks the way I do? I find it so lonely at times to feel I am literally the only one who has thoughts and sees the world the way I do. I have tried to think the way others do, but I was never happy. I didn't find that happiness inside until I trusted myself enough to let my heart guide me- and NOT other peoples opinions. I heard a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not where you are by chance, you are exactly where you are by the design of a perfect Creator."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been ringing true for me lately. I just paraphrased this quote, so don't quote me word for word. But, I have to believe that this quote must be somewhat true. At times when I forget that maybe I have a purpose of where I am, or I get discouraged so frequently, it is then that I remind myself that God must have designed this out, and placed me where I am for a reason. However, I am here to tell you, it is not always easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I recognize that although there is so much worldly things around us, I find that what brings the most lasting joy is detachment from all things. I have been that way before- and it really did bring happiness to me. I find that we are most able to purify our hearts when we are not attached and buried by all these things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a beautiful day, and like I said last night, I am just a girl. I am simply just a regular ordinary girl who often times doesn't fully understand why things are the way they are in this world. I am just a girl who is seeking to find happiness in the simple things, to find joy in what matters. I am just a regular girl who like everyone has battles and fights just like you. I want to just one day rise above so that I am able to fully become closer to that light....that peace. But sometimes it is so challenging in such a turbulent world shadowed with fear and anger. But I believe we can overcome it. I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7177084274597862217?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7177084274597862217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-1st.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7177084274597862217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7177084274597862217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-1st.html' title='March 1st'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2645249535646843989</id><published>2011-02-28T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:57:39.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn the volume up on your speakers so you can hear the inspirational music while you read this :)</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I am wondering what matters most? It's so easy to forget in our busy lives. Sometimes I wonder is it really the most important thing to have the most perfect clothes, most perfect house, and perfect image? Do we constantly need to be measuring up? I often feel that I am trying to measure up to someone or something else out there..but then at times when it builds up so much- I stop and reflect and I almost always come to the conclusion that that doesn't matter. For me personally, I can't keep up with every current style and trend...or keep up with trying to be as good as others. So...instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..It's better to love me the way I am. It's better for all of you, to love you for you. It's a unique thing to have experienced your very own life. It's unlike everyone elses- and that is a gift! Sometimes it is challenging because we do live in this very image-based world...and there is hardly any escaping the fact that most people will see your image first. However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Despite the fact that we do live in this image-focused life right now, I have a dream. Not like MLKJ (lol) But I Katie Danner always have this dream. My dream is that we could all live in a world where we were all free to be ourselves. Where we could all be open to share our true feelings, be honest with each other and then in turn, learn from each other. My dream is that instead of judgements and barriers that keep us all separate, that we could actively break those barriers down and begin to see the worth of every soul. My dream is that I could be in a place where instead of 'trying' to understand someone, I could just GET them....that I knew where they were coming from and because they were a person with life experiences- I could be glad to know them. My dream is that one day, there will be more power and happiness in the world, and that people wont feel the need to keep secrets from each other in fear of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could be a woman of honor and dignity. Although I slack, and feel so small sometimes, I wish I could leave a trace of something more that matters. I feel like too often we consume our minds with empty and meaningless things- rather than what our minds are really made for. I feel as if so few of us are really striving for that power we all know and feel we have inside of us. I feel like so many people remain small in fear of being great. I wish I could be a woman that was making a difference. I feel too often that our lives our far too precious to be wasted with idleness. I feel so much that we go through our lives empty minded and not noticing or connecting to those around us. I wish that could be different. Is anyone with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't sit back and watch life pass me by, by sitting at the T.V. or making sarcastic jokes, or drinking. I just have this really strong feeling that there has got to be more to this life. However, I don't know where to go to be with like-minded individuals. I wish I could have a group of people who felt and thought the same as I do. I just feel there HAS to be more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my thoughts for now. Lately, I feel sad because I feel like for some reason I am surrounded by so many individuals who are not real, in other words are very fake. I feel like I am in a place where people act as if and say they care, but in the end, it's not genuine. I feel like I am in an area that people are superficial and only care about their perfect image they have to keep up. So I am here to say, I am wondering where the real people are? I need some things to shift in my life. I feel way too alone....I feel like truthfully I am always watching everyone else live their lives, and I am just observing on the sides. I feel like I am just a regular girl sometimes, but then I have fears and worries too. I get scared of the future, scared of losing those I love, scared that I might fail at my dreams and it reminds that I get to slow down and remember, I am just a girl. I am just a simple, ordinary girl living this life at this period in time just trying to make sense of all this. I have one very short life to live, and in the end what will really matter? Anyway, I am just rambling- but here is yet another very deep, feeling blog from me. I am sure its just one more blog for me seeking to find answers, and I will go to sleep- and wake up tomorrow and things will still be the same. I want things to be different so badly sometimes. I suppose it's finding peace in the moment is what counts. Goodnight all. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2645249535646843989?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2645249535646843989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/turn-volume-up-on-your-speakers-so-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2645249535646843989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2645249535646843989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/turn-volume-up-on-your-speakers-so-you.html' title='Turn the volume up on your speakers so you can hear the inspirational music while you read this :)'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2893584381343761858</id><published>2011-02-26T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:55:14.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST GRANDMA HAILS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/S4kRGqsHGgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Ts7x7Qr_P84/s1600-h/katie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442900430890146306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/S4kRGqsHGgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Ts7x7Qr_P84/s400/katie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet hearted, loving Grandma! Today you are 92 years old, and what a phenomenal life you have led! You are currently suffering from Alzheimer's disease, so unfortunately you do not remember much, but you are still the sunshine of our lives. I made this video for you 2 years ago for your 90th birthday, and I feel like it says it all about how you are my inspiration in my life. The example you have led in who you are and what you believe will live in me forever. I continuously have something so glorious to strive for to be in all aspects of life- because of who you were and knowing that I want to be just like YOU! You are a wonderful source of light, knowledge, intellect, beauty, love, compassion and peace for the world. Thank you for always being your contribution in the world so I can be a better person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9D_bAEahy6k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2893584381343761858?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2893584381343761858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-my-dearest-grandma-hails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2893584381343761858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2893584381343761858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-my-dearest-grandma-hails.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST GRANDMA HAILS!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/S4kRGqsHGgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Ts7x7Qr_P84/s72-c/katie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2265918883425746915</id><published>2011-02-22T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:11:27.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in love many times- with the same person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A successful relationship requires falling in love many times,  always with the same person. Always with the same person, but deeper and  deeper every time. Each time on a whole new level you together open in  love and discover the truth of your beloved anew. There is no limit to  the beauty of your beloved. If you think you've reached the end, stop  generalizing.&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/1542457541067909113-2265918883425746915?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2265918883425746915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/successful-relationship-requires.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2265918883425746915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2265918883425746915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/successful-relationship-requires.html' title='Falling in love many times- with the same person'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4973860873500113060</id><published>2011-02-18T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:08:12.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I could live a life of service. I was just thinking, I would be 100% completely happy if I could just live a life devoted to service. I mean, I want to have a cause that I stand for, where my life's purpose is to focus outward on the welfare of other human beings. I could do without any thing else...I just wish to focus all my heart, mind and soul onto a purpose. I could find complete joy in doing this. I love people &amp;amp; I love God, and I want to be an instrument in His hands for His people. I think there are several ways we as people can do this. This can be so many things. It can be simply waking up and your first thought is on another person. Or this can be smiling or reaching out to a saddened stranger. This can be devoting your whole being to raising your children and family. It can also be using good and uplifting humor to lighten others moods. This can be using your talents for the betterment or improvement for others. This can be delivering cookies or a homemade snack to someone in your neighborhood. Service can be volunteering at a Senior Citizen home, or even assisting to do thing for free once in a while. Whatever we do- if we are doing in a spirit of love for others- then we will find joy everytime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to do this, all my life. I want to be someone who is 100% devoted to bringing joy to others hearts. I want to be someone who is moving and touching people's lives. If I could do this, and feel I am supporting God's will, I could go anywhere or do anything. Because I know that this would fulfill me. If my Husband needs to move around and do things, I could be happy if he would just let me pray everyday, and do service for others. I would be happy and overcome any hardships or trials with my Husband or my family if my husband can simply support my dream of service and my love for God. Living this way, I know I could achieve and accomplish anything! I hope to live this way one day. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-4973860873500113060?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4973860873500113060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-that-i-could-live-life-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4973860873500113060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4973860873500113060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-that-i-could-live-life-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5866252478644115418</id><published>2011-02-16T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:30:25.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Happy are those that spend their days in gaining knowledge, in discovering the secrets of nature, and in penetrating the subleties of truth! Woe to those who are contented with ignorance, whose hearts are gladdened by thoughtless imitation, who have fallen into the lowest depths of ignorance and foolishness and have wasted their lives!" -Abdul-Baha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this quote on my friends page- and it really struck me. It is so beautiful- and I have found it a good reminder. Sometimes it is so easy to get caught up in meaningless life activties- that I forget about my more divine purpose. Tonight it's been on my mind that I truly want to exemplify a person who is 'in the world, but not of the world.' I really want to with all my heart! I have always wanted to be an individual who is set apart from the regular world...and is striving for something that is different. I have also recently added a song to my page that touched me too. It is a girl singing about how she knows she is a daughter of God, and she is sticking to virtue. It is such a sweet song that really touches my heart. I love truth- from wherever it comes from...and I am so passionate about finding those things that bring me true joy, like gaining knowledge and seeking the finer things in life. How can I do this? I hope that my husband and I can be these kinds of individuals together- having a mutual purpose and mutual cause by seeking a deeper knowledge of things that truthfully matter. I want to have a family this way too....How can I do it? Does anyone relate? I'd love to hear others thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5866252478644115418?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5866252478644115418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/hit-me-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5866252478644115418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5866252478644115418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/hit-me-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-731949421604764241</id><published>2011-02-12T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:21:01.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Magic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31XtYx2uj1I/TVc_DRY57sI/AAAAAAAABZk/DizQ6C4fYF0/s1600/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31XtYx2uj1I/TVc_DRY57sI/AAAAAAAABZk/DizQ6C4fYF0/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572992389334298306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last night could have very well been one of the best nights of my life!!! I seriously feel like the luckiest girl!!! I am in LOVE with my dream man- and it so turns out- he is in love with me too!!!! Woo Hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, for Valentines he is actually going to be on a Cruise for his work- (lucky him!) So he took me out last night to celebrate good ol' St. Patricks Day! First off, let me explain. I had some cash/credit to this particular store at the mall- and I found this dress, and was able to buy it. I hardly ever get quite this dressed up- but man....every girl should once in a while cause I was literally on top o' the world! ;)  Anyway, so..he took picked me up, and as I opened the door: he was standing there- dressed up with a dozen red-roses, a teddy bear, and big heart box with chocolates. Ahhh!! Sooo romantic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then, he took me to Rodizio Grill, and it was just lovely! We went to eat there, and it was so fun! They gave us free desserts even! Then, while eating, Chris pulled out a little box from his pocket, and it was BEAUTIFUL shiny earrings inside that match the engagement ring he gave me!!! I am the LUCKIEST GIRL in the WORLD!!! I am so lucky! Last night I was literally on a high!! Here are some pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6lJpfpp8b0/TVc7M-28LZI/AAAAAAAABZM/juHXqTDVygM/s1600/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6lJpfpp8b0/TVc7M-28LZI/AAAAAAAABZM/juHXqTDVygM/s400/IMG_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572988158112181650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcmgHzy_tNE/TVc7rlMIAiI/AAAAAAAABZc/gn2Hs4VajYs/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcmgHzy_tNE/TVc7rlMIAiI/AAAAAAAABZc/gn2Hs4VajYs/s400/IMG_0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572988683797660194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXjW6ooQD8w/TVc7d82eYzI/AAAAAAAABZU/4DsaNQw5_8Y/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXjW6ooQD8w/TVc7d82eYzI/AAAAAAAABZU/4DsaNQw5_8Y/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572988449631134514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I just think my blog deserves to know...I love him so much. I am so in love with him, and I love him through and through. I adore and cherish this man. I know we have had our difficulties through our differences, but I am willing to do anything to be with him...and I truly believe he is willing to do anything to be with me...so in time- I truly believe we will be able to make our promises to one another to be together for forever. :) Time is the key...I believe it takes time is all. I want to be with him...I want to see this relationship blossom and flourish to its fullest- and I want to hold on to him for the rest of my life. I want to grow with him, cry with him, laugh with him, build a life together with him, have children with him, be an influence for good in the world with him, live a wholesome good and pure life with him, strive to be better with him, do service with him, pray with him, see the world with him, have a home with him, learn with him, and be one with him. I want to do it all and then some...with Him. :) I love you Chris! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-731949421604764241?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/731949421604764241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/731949421604764241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/731949421604764241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-magic.html' title='Valentine Magic!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31XtYx2uj1I/TVc_DRY57sI/AAAAAAAABZk/DizQ6C4fYF0/s72-c/IMG_0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3908432754527060722</id><published>2011-02-07T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T15:59:30.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping for Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senior Year of college has turned out GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TVCG_bx7gmI/AAAAAAAABZE/x_RGjrgEgko/s1600/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571101163404362338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TVCG_bx7gmI/AAAAAAAABZE/x_RGjrgEgko/s400/IMG_0646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TVCGp1NencI/AAAAAAAABY8/VOXnSzOz2n4/s1600/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571100792273673666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TVCGp1NencI/AAAAAAAABY8/VOXnSzOz2n4/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1542457541067909113-3908432754527060722?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3908432754527060722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/jumping-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3908432754527060722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3908432754527060722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/jumping-for-joy.html' title='Jumping for Joy'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TVCG_bx7gmI/AAAAAAAABZE/x_RGjrgEgko/s72-c/IMG_0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7023757095761227790</id><published>2011-02-01T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:51:08.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A grand-daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Girl-friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*An Auntie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Niece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Student &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Roommate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Neighbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*A Party Planner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What are the many hats you wear in life? Remember how important you are in so many areas of your life!&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/1542457541067909113-7023757095761227790?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7023757095761227790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7023757095761227790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7023757095761227790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am.html' title='I AM:'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-7343864420211229381</id><published>2011-01-25T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:35:23.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing I was more stylish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its confession time of Kt Danner. I think if you are a girl- you can probably relate at least a little. I wish I was more stylish sometimes! Don't get me wrong, I like the way I look and I am confident in myself! I don't want this to seem sad or anything... But, I feel like during winter time, I never know what to do to make myself look good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I was more stylish- that I had more chances to get things that are cuter! Sometimes I catch myself looking at other girls and feeling so frumpy next to them. I think its mostly just in the winter time, I feel like no matter what I do- it's never really that cute! So I just wear the same old boots and coat everday and alternate my 3 pairs of jeans...and hopefully pick out a cute shirt really quick. Agh! I've never been the type of girl that is super into makeup..I don't know how to do my own makeup and I think I look better with less. And dressing in the winter- honestly....I am clueless as to what to wear in the winter that is cute! I look so much better in spring and summer. I look and glow more in brighter colors and more airy-clothes like skirts and sandals. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agh! Today I just wish I had the money to just go get a few outfits that I felt were stylish. I like all my clothes- but it would be so fun to get a couple things that were new and fresh. When I get new clothes and fresh stuff and get my hair done- I have to say- it truly does make me feel better! I feel more confident I think....It makes a difference! I love feeling fresh and feminine! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What do you guys think? What could I do to be more stylish? Tips??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-7343864420211229381?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/7343864420211229381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishing-i-was-more-stylish.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7343864420211229381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/7343864420211229381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishing-i-was-more-stylish.html' title='Wishing I was more stylish'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3392156620892074730</id><published>2011-01-24T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:20:19.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;...so whether you believe in it or not...I had my sister in law give me a little 'angel reading' with angel cards. These are really cool...I find myself not entirely trusting of them always- but I gave it a shot and for some reason one of the cards has stood out to me very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, one of the cards told me about being outside more- that I need more fresh air in myself. That's an easy one. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;BUT the one that stood out to me- spoke specifically that I had a mission of being a way-shower to people. That I am supposed to be a teacher to many people. That my unique experiences in my life are for a reason and that I have knowledge and wisdom in things that will assist many people in their spiritual paths....and that I was going to do this through writing or speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;INTERESTING&lt;/span&gt; IF YOU ASK ME!! Because I have always had some sort of similar feeling inside me about that. And I have been telling people I want to write books, and or be a motivational speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Does anyone out there reading this think I am nuts? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Or maybe onto something?&lt;/strong&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/1542457541067909113-3392156620892074730?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3392156620892074730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/angel-reading.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3392156620892074730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3392156620892074730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/angel-reading.html' title='Angel Reading'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-9010751481746790090</id><published>2011-01-24T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:21:09.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dreamed I was in paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Last night I had several very vivid dreams. I went to sleep very sad...and these dreams came to me very very vividly. I feel they were trying to tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamed I went to a paradise. In my dream I felt as if I was so tired of junk food and sugar, and I wanted more to serve my body better. So I began to crave tomatoes. (I really don't usually like tomatoes...haha) I came upon a very large and abundant tree with the sweetest most perfect and ripe tomatoes the size of basketballs! These tomatoes were HUGE and Abundant....it was almost as if I was partaking of the 'sweetness of life..' from this 'tree of life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the dream in this paradise, I came to a peak of a mountain, and I was looking out over a river or ocean or large body of beautiful water. I was looking directly at the sun- it didn't hurt my eyes. I saw the MOST beautiful ball of sparkling pure light! I couldn't stop staring at this gorgeous ball of sparkling and glimmering light. It glimmered pink, purple, blue, yellow, white, gold light. The sparkles reflected onto the water....I could not stop looking at this light- I was so intrigued by it and it made me curious about life. I remember feeling so much peace and almost like a little girl when I was looking at this beautiful sight. lol- yes little kt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what else I saw in this paradise, but then later I had other vivid dreams that were quite contrary to the paradise. I dreamed that I looked in the mirror at myself, and I didn't look anything like me. I had long, long black curled hair, a tan, lots of makeup, a tight shirt with cleavage, and my smile wasn't my own. I was shocked when I looked in the mirror- I didn't know who that girl was. But what I did know in my dream- was that everyone else liked it...everyone else liked the way I looked- so I felt like I should just go with anyway even thought it wasn't me. Very very strange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have gone through the day- I feel that I know what this dream resembles for me. The tomatoes represents me partaking of the sweetness of life. Letting go of all the 'crap' and eating the goodness- that I have a choice to choose the sweetness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun represents God- or the Higher Power...my Creator...this sun was my spirit...and I found it to be so beautiful and wanting to learn more about it....and get closer to that light..the sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the dark hair represents me in my life trying to be someone I am not.....but I feel that if I do that- people will like me more...they will accept me more if I do what they want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-9010751481746790090?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/9010751481746790090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dreamed-i-was-in-paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/9010751481746790090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/9010751481746790090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dreamed-i-was-in-paradise.html' title='I dreamed I was in paradise'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-5952253994105129276</id><published>2011-01-19T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:36:18.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving and re-polishing</title><content type='html'>First of all before I write this blog, I am honestly wondering if I am too open about my feelings and my personal self. Do I broadcast too much out there? I think that most of the time I am just alone....I don't have someone I just talk all these things to all the time- so I have learned to write things out. Then when I write them in a blog- I feel as if that way people can relate and respond...and in turn I will feel like that could really help. So this is how I am feeling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to improve upon myself so much. I really feel as if I want to be better at life..and finding more peace. I was reading a quote the other day, and it talks about how we must close one eye to the faults of others- and keep the other open to see all the goodness they have....and to turn that one eye on the faults of ourselves. I forgot about living that way. It can be so easy to point out the faults in others and forget to work on our own selves. I want to remember that I am only accountable for me in this world...and I can only make decisions and think for only me. I can't think for anyone else. I can only take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was just remembering that in high school I took A'cappella choir. I loved it because I felt like I had 2 hours every other day to simply devote to singing songs to God. I didn't have to worry about anything else except just singing those songs for 2 solid hours. It was so nice. I feel like right now I don't have anything that keeps me sane...or that keeps me grounded and balanced from all the hectic life duties that happen. I feel like I don't know where to go right now to get that peace. I have been noticing I have been more critical of my self lately, and more anxiety ridden about simple things like school and homework. I really want to 're-polish' myself to feel more calm...and I wish that I had an outlet that could keep me sane. Right now, I feel like I am not sure where to get that. I feel like I am constantly just rushing through life....rushing past people....rushing past what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that keeps coming up for me- is I am so terrified at times of having kids. I don't know why- but I honestly feel as if I have the worst fear about kids than anyone else in the world. I mean really, has anyone else honestly ever been this scared? I guess a part of me is scared because I don't know sometimes if I am the type that can handle kids? Also, I have dreamed about it for so long that I get afraid that if I don't live up to the expectation of what I have dreamed of- or if it isn't like I thought- what will I do? My dreams may be destroyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I really want to have more balance and control over my emotions lately. I want to have them more smooth-sailing than they have currently been...and I want to just feel more like I am in control of my emotions...not them over me. That is a valuable lesson. I just want to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was telling Chris that I have always had this somewhat feeling in me that is so powerful it almost scares me. I have always had this hunch, or this feeling of something so great it me that I don't know what to do with all of it. I feel like I have so many different abilities and talents- that it feels like I am supposed to do something so great.....and I don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I kind of feel worn down by society I guess you could say....I need something that is more inspirational, or more awesome....more real I guess. I feel bombarded with the media and societal affairs that I don't know exactly where to get that feeling of completeness again. I know everyone around here gets it form church....which is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-5952253994105129276?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/5952253994105129276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/improving-and-re-polishing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5952253994105129276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/5952253994105129276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/improving-and-re-polishing.html' title='Improving and re-polishing'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-1062522216275983921</id><published>2011-01-17T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:02:18.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So bored!</title><content type='html'>I am so bored today. I am just sitting alone at my house- and while a lot of my friends my age are worrying about their husbands or kids...I have all the time in the world to soul search and think about well- just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-1062522216275983921?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/1062522216275983921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1062522216275983921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/1062522216275983921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-bored.html' title='So bored!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2556998711474530789</id><published>2011-01-11T18:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:48:29.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What it feels like to be in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So....if you have ever fallen in love...are currently in love...or maybe you have forgotten because it has been so long....OR for some reason you are wondering what it feels like to be in love...I will tell you what it feels like for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love....4 small little letters that we hope to explain a universe of feelings! Oh boy...how can the letters L-0-v-e express something so deep, so profound, so vast!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TS0V9HjOvJI/AAAAAAAABYo/MmhnzR4cmPY/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TS0V9HjOvJI/AAAAAAAABYo/MmhnzR4cmPY/s400/IMG_0515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561125254615448722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TS0WIaPIBTI/AAAAAAAABYw/iG-z6YCdOVQ/s1600/IMG_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TS0WIaPIBTI/AAAAAAAABYw/iG-z6YCdOVQ/s400/IMG_0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561125448609957170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big baby and lil tiny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in LOVE! It is the best feeling in the world to feel your heart love someone, and they love you back! What could be greater than affection, joy, care, passion and fun surrounding your life?! I fell in love with Chris in summer 2010...and truly can say that everyday he is the first thing I think about when I wake up, the last thing I think about when I fall asleep, and a thousand thoughts about him in between there.  Being in love feels like life has become complete- it feels like I am finally living in the moment...instead of waiting and wishing for someone to come around. I finally feel like I am living now all the way. I feel like since I met him- my life has fully come to life....life is full of color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with him every single second of every single day...even if we are just sitting there doing nothing I just want to be in his presence. Even if I know he is in the same house as me doing something...I feel complete. Pure joy bursts out of my heart every time he calls me even to this day! When my phone rings and it is not him...I feel somewhat let down! (no offense- I love hearing from everyone of course...lol) I love his touch, his smell, his laugh, his voice, his drive, his passion, his motivation, his excitement about life, his willingness and the way he makes life seem so easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing him I get butterflies! I seriously thought that was over for me- I tucked all my dreams of having 'butterflies' with someone away when I was 17. I seriously had given up....and all these years, I have wished and hoped that MAYBE one day I could have those feelings again. Guess what! It has....It is the best feeling in the world! It is funny because all the time I find these notes I wrote to myself, or in my journal of what I wanted in a man, of how I wanted to fall in love with someone who loved me, how I dreamed of having romance in my life...and lol- it's happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love is like a permeation of joy. It feels like life is full. When he is not there- I miss him. When I am with him- I don't know anyone or anything else exists. I want to be better for him...and the thought of ever losing him for whatever reasons, is unimaginable. I love his hugs, his kisses, the way he looks at me...all of it! When he holds my hand, I feel a sense of wholeness. When he rubs my hair, I feel like a Queen in his presence. When he kisses my forehead, I feel like a baby doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a lot of love for one little blog. Hehe. It is a truly wonderful thing to have come into my life. I sincerely pray that it all works out for the VERY best! That a way will be made for us to share our lives with one another in peace, joy and growth! :)&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/1542457541067909113-2556998711474530789?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2556998711474530789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-it-feels-like-to-be-in-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2556998711474530789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2556998711474530789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-it-feels-like-to-be-in-love.html' title='What it feels like to be in Love'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TS0V9HjOvJI/AAAAAAAABYo/MmhnzR4cmPY/s72-c/IMG_0515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-2531461591538121001</id><published>2011-01-08T23:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T00:04:32.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hardest work you will EVER do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know what it is that is the hardest work anyone will ever do in this life. Is it college? Getting a Master's degree? Being a Mother? A Wife? A Husband? Service? What is it? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest work you will ever do in this life is not these things. No. It is much much deeper- and many fail to discuss it. The hardest work you will ever do in this life is spiritual work from the inside out. The hardest thing a person can do is look &lt;em&gt;deep &lt;/em&gt;withing themselves, and start a spiritual quest for truth. It is the hardest thing to do because you can't buy it in a store, you can't get it from someone else, and no one can tell you exactly &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to do it except for you. It requires 100% of your heart, your soul, and your mind. It is literally a shift deep inside that it takes for you to actually &lt;em&gt;grow &lt;/em&gt;spiritually. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the thing. &lt;em&gt;Anyone&lt;/em&gt; can do it...AND...it is one of the most rewarding work you will ever do as well. The few people who have enough courage to look &lt;em&gt;deep inside &lt;/em&gt;themselves will find a priceless reward, actually a golden treasure that nothing in the material world can equal to. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The way I see it, is that we all have one life. We have endless possibilities of how we will choose to conduct it. There is the material world- one that is easy to become engulfed in....and then there is the spiritual world, the one that lies only within our very own hearts. To me, what could be better than to spend this life on improving your spiritual nature, because all things of this world will undoubtedly pass away!? Every material thing will surely and sooner than you think, be completely gone. One day, all you will have left is your own spirit. So what better and more valuable thing to do in this life than to improve your very own spirit!?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ways we can do it are by being love, gratitude, compassion, and serving the world around us. The way we can improve our spiritual nature is by recognizing we are all one team, one infinite group of members under one Divine Power....and seeking for the betterment of everyone around. The ways you can improve your spirit is to meditate, to gently look inside yourself for the answers. Quit looking outside of yourself- and quit looking for 'their' answers. Everyone wants you to get their answer...they don't want you to find your own. Be willing to trust your heart, to trust that God can speak directly to you, too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when one does take that risk of looking deeper inside- they will absolutely find whole new worlds and a whole new perspective on life and the world around us! It is the hardest work you will ever do.....but......it is absolutely worth it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh! And if you read this- please comment! Thanks! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-2531461591538121001?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/2531461591538121001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/hardest-work-you-will-ever-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2531461591538121001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/2531461591538121001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2011/01/hardest-work-you-will-ever-do.html' title='The hardest work you will EVER do.'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-255550661256818445</id><published>2010-12-31T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:07:09.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Inspired KT! Positivity Bubble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Over this Christmas break, I have truly felt a sense of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  &gt;recouping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;rejuvenation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;! With napping lots, staying in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  &gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; all day, crocheting a scarf, reading a very inspiring book (Secrets of the Light) and hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  &gt;tubing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; at my Moms....I feel like a nice fresh little marshmallow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  &gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to surround myself in a positivity bubble of everything that is good and fun!!!!!! How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;So. I am just sitting here feeling so inspired of what I'd like in my life to bring fulfillment and joy! Here are my thoughts and feelings :) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*Friends! I'd truly love love to have more girlfriends like I used to. I've always had friends that are very wholesome and love talking about life, and crafts and one day becoming Moms. I would love to have 1 or 2 girl friends where we inspire each other, uplift each other and do positive wholesome activities together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*I'd love to bake! I'd love to make cupcakes and cakes again...and be creative with them! And then take them to family and friends! That always makes me happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*I love stationary for some reason. I always love and find fulfillment in writing cute little cards or notes to people I love, or people I haven't seen in a long time, or even people I want to get to know better and share it with them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*I always love decorating my room and my apartment. I always love making little crafty things that make it feel more like a home! I would love to make some pillows, or just find cute things to brighten my house up with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*Dancing! I mean innocent dancing...like having friends over, turning up music and dancing for fun! I love being silly and having fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*When it gets warmer, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;) I love love love taking walks and picking flowers to bring home and put in a vase. That is Always so fun and fulfilling to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;*I want to make this heart pillow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR5tIFAOfLI/AAAAAAAABYY/3FkPSOj5sZc/s1600/pillow%2Bwith%2Bbuttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR5tIFAOfLI/AAAAAAAABYY/3FkPSOj5sZc/s400/pillow%2Bwith%2Bbuttons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556998975771278514" 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/1542457541067909113-255550661256818445?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/255550661256818445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-inspired-kt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/255550661256818445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/255550661256818445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-inspired-kt.html' title='New Inspired KT! Positivity Bubble!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR5tIFAOfLI/AAAAAAAABYY/3FkPSOj5sZc/s72-c/pillow%2Bwith%2Bbuttons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-4173162861941999258</id><published>2010-12-30T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:50:48.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><title type='text'>To all my blog followers! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whether things are good or bad, high or low, remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"This too Shall Pass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR1P5rvn0XI/AAAAAAAABWQ/XZSQ1d6XZAo/s1600/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 416px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR1P5rvn0XI/AAAAAAAABWQ/XZSQ1d6XZAo/s400/birds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556685367658664306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To all you women out there:&lt;br /&gt;let go of all the stresses of life.&lt;br /&gt;Let go of trying to be perfect and have it all together!&lt;br /&gt;Fly free, have FUN and follow your spirit!!&lt;br /&gt;That is when life will become trul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;y joyful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trust that by letting go, things will work itself out, school, work, money, health &amp;amp;fitness, relationships, family, kids, bills, dreams and so forth! Let go &amp;amp; let God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Happy NEW YEAR! **2011**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Man is that he may have Joy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katie &lt;/span&gt;&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/1542457541067909113-4173162861941999258?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/4173162861941999258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-all-my-blog-followers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4173162861941999258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/4173162861941999258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-all-my-blog-followers.html' title='To all my blog followers! :)'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TR1P5rvn0XI/AAAAAAAABWQ/XZSQ1d6XZAo/s72-c/birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-3420703370360137998</id><published>2010-12-27T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T04:27:53.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*2011*</title><content type='html'>Wow! A new year approaching. Time once more to let go of the OLD and start completely fresh! New beginnings and new dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRiFnFK9DzI/AAAAAAAABWI/W-UGwEq2M6M/s1600/new%2Byear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRiFnFK9DzI/AAAAAAAABWI/W-UGwEq2M6M/s400/new%2Byear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555337046811021106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On new years 2009, turning into 2010 I wrote on a piece of paper over &amp; over &amp; over &amp; OVER again that 2010 was going to be MY year for ROMANCE. I wrote the word ROMANCE over and over again- told my family 50 times, and said it to myself. All I wanted in 2010 was romance. Guess what? I got it- but WAY more than I would have ever dreamed! I have had the most romantic year of my life! :) I'm telling you a secret right now, but shhhh.....its majorly top secret and it haa a 100% success rate everytime. Ready? Everything we say and think and put out into the world and universe around us- the universe ONLY has one response...."YES YES YES." Whatever we put out there is creating our future reality. It works everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, what would I like to create for 2011?! I know right now I'd like absolute clarity in my life. I want to be sooo clear about who I am, what I am doing with my life, living my life's purpose, and  which direction I am going. 2011 is the year of Clarity for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to start completely fresh with myself. I am committed to be OPEN to whatever comes my way, and enjoy the journey! I am committed to finish college, and I am committed to start a new chapter in my life's book.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are YOUR resolutions? Please reply! More people have been replying lately and it's soo awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-3420703370360137998?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/3420703370360137998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3420703370360137998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/3420703370360137998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='*2011*'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRiFnFK9DzI/AAAAAAAABWI/W-UGwEq2M6M/s72-c/new%2Byear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8276087674849524891</id><published>2010-12-22T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:17:11.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I am the luckiest girl in the world!!! Tonight I recieved the BEST Christmas gift of my life!! I am SO lucky and blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All week, Chris had been talking about how excited he was to give me his Christmas gift. I had absolutely no idea what it could have been- but he could hardly contain himself. :) Tonight, we exchanged gifts early because he went home to be with family for the Christmas break. And it was such a magical night! I am SO lucky to have him in my life. He lights up my life, and brings me so much joy. The reason I feel like I want to share this is because my heart was truly touched by what he did. :) Before he gave me my gift, he gave me a card that read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Dear Katie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;You are my light, my gem, my treasure, my diamond- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;the Queen of everything that is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I love you with all my heart. Merry Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Love, Chris."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Soo beautiful. :) So when we exchanged gifts....he first presented this huge Snowman bag to me- because I love snowmen so much. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553439111848865954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRHHcueDMKI/AAAAAAAABUM/o766ZIeY93Y/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; Inside the bag I pulled out something I mentioned I really wanted. I didn't think he'd really get it though. But it was a beautiful framed picture of a Greg Olsen Angel picture. I have thought this was one of the most beautiful pictures I have ever seen for a long time. I love it and it is something I will always have in my home and treasure forever! I love it because I feel like it represents me as a Mother one day to my little child. I want my kids to see me in this light- as an angel inspiring them in the direction of goodness and purity. :) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 402px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553671410260069042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRKauRfLSrI/AAAAAAAABUU/S5YarsBijEk/s400/IMG_0414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This picture is extra special because he got the artist, Greg Olsen to write "to Katie" on it and signed it. And on the back, he wrote a beautiful special message to me, saying, "May Heaven's angels guide you and bring you comfort, peace, and joy." It is soo special!! I am going to keep this forever and treasure it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Next in the bag was another special treasure. I pulled out three lacey silky sheer bags. Inside of them were pearls....Pearl earrings, pearl necklacke and a pearl bracelet. They are &lt;strong&gt;stunning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553673188209939042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRKcVw3dUmI/AAAAAAAABUk/o3rfmmsTNwo/s400/IMG_0416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Between each fresh water pearl, are Swarvoski Crystals that shimmer. It is the most beautiful set of jewelry I have ever recieved. I am soooo lucky! The pearls match the picture; they are both elegant, timeless and quality gifts I will keep and &lt;strong&gt;cherish&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you Chris, I love you!&lt;/span&gt; Post a comment if you read this! If you don't have a google account, you can just do it as anonymous. lol....I love to know when people actually read this! :) Much love as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1542457541067909113-8276087674849524891?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8276087674849524891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-luckiest-girl-in-world-tonight-i.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8276087674849524891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8276087674849524891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-luckiest-girl-in-world-tonight-i.html' title='I am so lucky'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rRC_pgRi3Rw/TRHHcueDMKI/AAAAAAAABUM/o766ZIeY93Y/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-6644268488110967311</id><published>2010-12-14T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:05:16.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am at a crossroads on this path of life. I just registered for my last semester of college to get my Bachelor degree. I've waited and wanted my whole life to get a Bachelors. I have put in my heart and soul to be able to get this degree- I've given literally everything I have and then some to get to where I am in school. What a wonderful and profound journey it has been. I am so grateful to have been blessed with all the opportunities I have experienced and the new level of confidence I have within me that comes from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, college wasn't easy for me in the beginning. (Is college really easy for anyone?) But for me, it was hard. I had very little confidence in schooling and thought that getting a Bachelors degree was literally the highest thing I could ever strive for. Whenever I had hard times- people let me down, sadness, and so forth, I always dreamed that one day I would stand at my college graduation as a candidate for receiving higher education and accomplishing a degree. I know that there were a million times I wanted to give up, and probably a million more of why I should have- but I pushed through and I knew at times it was through the hand of God alone that I made it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I been so fortunate to receive a higher education and expand my intellectual well being, I have also grown in innumerable ways throughout this journey of College. Rather than just going to college and 'working' to get by...I have had a truly unique and memorable experience throughout these 5 years. This experience of college has been the BEST thing I have ever done- and although I think at times there could have been a thousand different ways this experience could have been for me- and things I know now that I could have done differently- I know that the path I have been on is a special one and has absolutely influenced my life in the most profound way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this college experience, I have met so many individuals who have changed my life- and my perspectives on the world. I have had friends, roommates, professors, family members, mentors, and so forth who have absolutely showed up for me along this path and made a difference. There were many Professors who believed in me and saw the potential in me when I didn't see it in myself. Many of these Professors showed kindness to me- were personal to me, and assisted me in learning and expanding my horizons of the world and universe around us. I am ever so grateful to have been surrounded in a college atmosphere because not only was I able to being partnership with other individuals striving for a college education- but they also encouraged me on a spiritual path, as well as a new level of physical well being by exercising, taking care of our bodies and becoming motivated to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my major, I have gained a confidence of how to speak in front of large audiences and how to do so in the most effective way. I have learned through college the strengths I possess, the weakness I will probably always be working on, but most of all that I ultimately have so much good in me to offer the world around us. I have learned how to read- things that are deep- to understand things at an entirely new level. I have learned how to speak eloquently and expanded my vocabulary. I have gained confidence of how to communicate with the brightest and most intelligent people and have even gained respect from them. I have learned how to write 20 page papers- how to conduct research projects and how to think outside the box. I have learned that most people really don't know what's going on around us- and truly through the college classroom and learning curriculum- I have realized that everyone is just trying to get it together. That is what has amazed me the most- is that there really isn't a structured 'right or wrong' way to learn. I have learned that the brightest and most intelligent people are actually the ones who don't do things in a traditional, standardized way. I have learned how to be creative- how to set my mind to something and then get it. The list goes on and on. In a final analysis, I have learned how to see the entire world as a new place- and gained confidence to expand my education for the rest of my life. And I can truthfully say that now I am approaching a college degree and all the studious education I have been working on for the last 5 years- I realize more than ever how LITTLE I actually know....and that is the most exciting part. The world is endless with things to learn and knowledge is the greatest gift we can ever give ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful I took this experience on. If I were to sit here and try to describe all the experiences, people, mentors, leaders, and all the details of the things I have learned- I would be sitting here forever. I would like to sum up some of the highlights of what I have gotten from my college experience, and things I, Katie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Danner&lt;/span&gt;, only dreamed of accomplishing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Completing a Bachelor of Science degree with a 3.5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Philosophy class&lt;br /&gt;-learning to Ski- and getting college credit for it&lt;br /&gt;-Yoga- and becoming advanced at it&lt;br /&gt;-Being a Resident Assistant&lt;br /&gt;-Resident Housing Association President&lt;br /&gt;-Singing on the college choir&lt;br /&gt;-Writing for the University newspaper- having my articles published&lt;br /&gt;-Doing a term of service in Maine&lt;br /&gt;-Actively pursuing and seeking a spiritual path and finding my Faith&lt;br /&gt;-Completing an Internship at a 5 diamond hotel for Wedding and Event Planning&lt;br /&gt;-teaching and instructing Children's classes&lt;br /&gt;-doing a mini business on my own for Tutu's&lt;br /&gt;-Being in the Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UVU&lt;/span&gt; pageant and winning Miss Congeniality&lt;br /&gt;-being Vice President of the Interfaith Club at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UVU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Residential Engagement Coordinator&lt;br /&gt;-Learning extensive Public Speaking skills in my major&lt;br /&gt;-Completing intensive, 12 weeks+ at Impact Trainings....and reaching the Life Mastery Training level 3&lt;br /&gt;-Completing Inner Woman trainings through Impact Trainings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at this list and am absolutely amazed at how much I was able to do when at one time believed I never could have done any of it. If any one out there believes they cannot do anything- or that they don't have enough resources, time, intellect, grades or so forth to go to college or do anything amazing- I promise you, I am your proof that it can be done. I am just a simple girl and because I was determined, I have accomplished wonderful things, and have memories that have changed my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is next? It is bittersweet. I have anxiously been anticipating the day when I would graduate college- but at the same time- I am grasping on to this place that has become a new home for me. I am grasping on to the reality of college life...where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt; are endless and dreams are only in the creation process. What is next for me? I truly, earnestly am seeking for that answer. What do I do next? I could literally do anything. Be anyone. Go anywhere. Accomplish anything. I could go to graduate school- write a book- become a motivational speaker- start a business of my own- be an actress-a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DJ&lt;/span&gt;- a wife- a mother- a wedding planner-a spiritual activist- and so forth. I could do anything....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So. What. Is. It?&lt;/span&gt; ( to be continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for anyone who actually may have read this. I am grateful to people who come and spend time reading my precious little blog. I enjoy writing about the depths of life and what this journey brings to us. Post a comment if you read this! :) :) :) :)&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/1542457541067909113-6644268488110967311?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/6644268488110967311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes-i-am-at-crossroads-on-this-path-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6644268488110967311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/6644268488110967311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes-i-am-at-crossroads-on-this-path-of.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8306729118932082025</id><published>2010-12-09T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T16:04:07.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOYFUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what Dear WORLD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I am committed to being HAPPY! I am committed to be full of JOY! And LOVE! And Ligtheartedness!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am committed from today on to have a BEAUTIFUL, Fulfilling, HAPPY, wonderful, MAGICAL Christmas season! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been kind of a downer this semester- extremely emotional- but I promise with all my heart that I am kicking it up 50 notches! I am comitted to see life as EASY and an ADVENTURE and full of Excitement!! I am committed to speak of the HAPPINESS around me!!! I am committed to be full of JOY! 2010 was an AWESOME year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 brought me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-An excellent semester with a 3.7 Gpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ROMANCE, ROMANCE and more ROMANCE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-In April I met someone I would fall madly in love with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I spent the summer 2010 falling in complete, utter, beautiful, magical, blissful love with Chris!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I completed an Internship at a 5 diamond (the most prestigous) Hotel in Utah- The Grand America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I went to Idaho 3 times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I went Montana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I visited Calgary Alberta for 1 week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I was a given a ring with 37 diamonds on it! And I got proposed to and engaged September 4, 2010!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't WAIT to see what 2011 will bring! Gloriousness and an abundance of Joy&lt;/strong&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/1542457541067909113-8306729118932082025?l=katiemariedanner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/feeds/8306729118932082025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/joyful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8306729118932082025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1542457541067909113/posts/default/8306729118932082025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemariedanner.blogspot.com/2010/12/joyful.html' title='JOYFUL!'/><author><name>Katie Danner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134374469229271090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIRrWce8T3I/Twb7GQph5YI/AAAAAAAACN4/8pBdfOzREpc/s220/radiant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542457541067909113.post-8643097634994834061</id><published>2010-12-08T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T01:08:12.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching Out.</title><content type='html'>I just came across a blog of a mother who lost her beautiful 12 year old son in the last month or so, and it completely broke my heart. This boy was such a sweet little guy with so much innocence an light in his eyes. At times when I know the devastation is so heart wrenching, I also know that everything is in Divine order with the Almighty. One reason is because it is moments like these that remind me of the preciousness of life- of others lives. Hardships and trials are in fact blessings in disguise...God gives us pain to teach us strength. Pain teaches us how to reach out to others...to learn how to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 119:105:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your word is a lamp unto my feet, a light unto my path."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a powerful scripture I found also posted on this woman's blog. I never in a million years would wish anyone a hardship or heartache, but I have noticed that tragedy brings our souls closer to the Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to reach out more...I want to keep up with things and others outside myself. This story truly touched my heart this evening- and these are moments when I remember my own hardships and heartaches I have felt and how it brought me profoundly nearer to God. I know that life goes in shifts- and for me it has been some of the hardest times of trial and fear when I felt the presence of something more powerful than I am take over. It is also in times of joy when I know that God is blessing me. No matter what- this divine power is always there...we are never left alone....even when we think we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I send my love out to everyone who may b
