<?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-1085305811230818726</id><updated>2012-02-14T11:14:58.536-08:00</updated><category term='BBC'/><category term='Monroe'/><category term='Nail Polish'/><category term='Michelle'/><category term='Papa'/><category term='Working'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='ATM'/><category term='Container Store'/><category term='books'/><category term='Amazon.com'/><category term='Online'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Smoothies'/><category term='Water'/><category term='Dave'/><category term='BYU'/><category term='Air Travel'/><category term='Computer'/><category term='IPhone'/><category 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term='Bed'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='Alarms'/><category term='Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks'/><category term='Book Club'/><category term='Netflix'/><category term='Barbie'/><category term='Doctor'/><category term='Ashley Mexican'/><category term='Chili'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category term='Murphy&apos;s'/><category term='Bag Balm'/><category term='Breakfast'/><category term='Nephew'/><category term='Spa'/><category term='Chex Mix'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Laundry Room'/><category term='Migraines'/><category term='Seattle'/><category term='Milpas'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='Colin Firth'/><category term='Bank'/><category term='Sister'/><category term='Medicine'/><category term='Hard drive'/><category term='Honey Mustard'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Stacey'/><category term='Jimmy&apos;s Famous American Tavern'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Hamburgers'/><category term='The Broken Yolk Cafe'/><category term='Stuart'/><category term='BUNCO'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='School'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Mobile'/><category term='Ashley'/><category term='Facetime'/><category term='Book Blog'/><category term='College Basketball'/><category term='Relief Society'/><category term='Banking'/><category term='book'/><category term='kindle'/><category term='Data'/><category term='Walt Disney World'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='Sinus Infection'/><category term='Liam'/><category term='Jamba Juice'/><category term='Whales'/><category term='DKNY'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Sheets'/><category term='Shower'/><category term='Babe&apos;s Chicken'/><category term='True Stories'/><title type='text'>Court Reporting</title><subtitle type='html'>Thankfulness is KEY to Happiness</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-6025955374863718563</id><published>2012-02-10T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T13:50:28.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milpas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walt Disney World'/><title type='text'>Day 41: Las Quatro Milpas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As a San Diego native, I grew up on hole-in-the-wall Mexican food. &amp;nbsp;Usually, we ate at places near our house (Spring Valley and National City), but we also ate outside our comfort zone. &amp;nbsp;One day, my dad came home from work (while he was in the Navy) raving about a place in the Barrio called Las Quatro Milpas, or as we call it Milpas. &amp;nbsp;Milpas is off Cesar Chavez Blvd between downtown San Diego and the Coronado Bay Bridge. &amp;nbsp;It's only open 11am-2pm because the neighborhood is so bad. &amp;nbsp;It's always packed with military, police, fireman, and persons of Mexican descent (which sounds bad, but that's how you know it's good!). &amp;nbsp;My family has been eating there for over 20 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Today, I took my coworker, Eddie, to Milpas for his first time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eddie offered to help me buy our Walt Disney World tickets on 32nd St&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;($135 for a 4 day park hopper...a great deal, we saved over $840)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, so I decided to take him to lunch (Milpas is on the way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad could have bought them in Texas, but it's a two hour drive, so I volunteered to buy them through one of my many retired Navy friends. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you want to try Milpas, head down there around 11am, otherwise the line can get a little long. &amp;nbsp;I always order five rolled tacos with no lettuce (sour cream, salsa, and cheese included) and a Diet Pepsi, while Eddie chose two chicken tacos, a Chorizo, &amp;nbsp;Beans, and Rice bowl, tortillas, and a Coke...all for $12.75 (a bargain for two people). &amp;nbsp;Today, Milpas did not disappoint. &amp;nbsp;As soon as we left, Eddie wanted to go back for more food :) &amp;nbsp;I love authentic Mexican food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-6025955374863718563?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/6025955374863718563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=6025955374863718563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6025955374863718563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6025955374863718563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-41-las-quatro-milpas.html' title='Day 41: Las Quatro Milpas'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA 92123, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.8102534 -117.1323579</georss:point><georss:box>32.7568349 -117.2113219 32.8636719 -117.0533939</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-2437478176469530987</id><published>2012-02-09T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T10:16:17.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soupplantation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Data'/><title type='text'>Day 40: Company Computer Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This morning, when I booted my company laptop (which I use every day at work), an I/O error appeared on the computer screen. &amp;nbsp;Not exactly what I wanted to see on a Thursday morning. &amp;nbsp;Being slightly technically savvy, I did what every IT person would do, I rebooted my computer. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, a reboot didn't solve the problem, so I called (and e-mailed because I couldn't wait for a return call...I am not very patient) our company computer support, Joey. &amp;nbsp;Joey asked me to bring my computer to the Nimitz office for diagnosis. &amp;nbsp;I explained the situation to my client, who was very understanding, and left work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Joey tried a couple different things: putting the hard drive in a different computer (didn't work), putting a new hard drive into mine (worked), and then viewing the hard drive on his computer (didn't work), so we determined the hard drive was bad. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Having a corrupt hard drive is very bad news because without access to the drive, the data could be lost (recreating some of the data could prove difficult). &amp;nbsp;I back up my files every month, so I wouldn't be starting from scratch, but having to recreate anything is not fun. &amp;nbsp;Joey asked for a couple hours to run some diagnostic tests, so I left for Soupplantation for lunch with my coworkers. During lunch, Joey called with more bad news: he was completing the last diagnostic test, but so far the hard drive had failed them all...it was not looking good for data retrieval.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;About an hour later, Joey called again, but this time with good news...he could see my file structure, but he needed my password and a thumb drive to get any data off the computer. &amp;nbsp;I gave him my password and drove over to Fry's to pick up a large (32GB) hard drive. &amp;nbsp;Joey was able to get all my data (including e-mails) off the drive :) and set me up with a temporary laptop. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My new computer hard drive should be in Monday or Tuesday, so I should be fully running again by the middle of next week. &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful all the data was retrievable. &amp;nbsp;Number ONE lesson: Back up your files weekly, so if your computer crashes, you'll only have to recreate a couple days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-2437478176469530987?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/2437478176469530987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=2437478176469530987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/2437478176469530987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/2437478176469530987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-40-company-computer-support.html' title='Day 40: Company Computer Support'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA 92103, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3768275687122091441</id><published>2012-02-08T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T10:13:44.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamba Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smoothies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><title type='text'>Day 39: Jamba Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I absolutely adore Jamba Juice smoothies. &amp;nbsp;I've loved smoothies since I was small when we only made smoothies at home or had Orange Julius (yummy yummy) at Plaza Bonita. &amp;nbsp;When I was in high school, Jamba Juice was installed at Grossmont Center next to Rubio's (I've already professed my love for Rubio's). &amp;nbsp;I love strawberry, banana, and orange in my smoothies, as does the rest of my family, so the Citrus Squeeze and Orange-A-Peel became favorites quickly. &amp;nbsp;I still order those smoothies now even though they aren't even on the menu anymore. &amp;nbsp;My current favorite isn't even a smoothie...it's like a parfait, but with smoothie ingredients...the Chunky Strawberry Topper. &amp;nbsp;It's made with strawberries, bananas, peanut butter, and granola. I eat it at least once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvC9BFlwbms/TziXue_DjLI/AAAAAAAACDM/-Mi8yJbsjls/s1600/Jamba+Juice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvC9BFlwbms/TziXue_DjLI/AAAAAAAACDM/-Mi8yJbsjls/s1600/Jamba+Juice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I buy Jamba Juice gift cards at Costco every couple months...$50 worth of gift cards for $40, so a 20% discount. &amp;nbsp;I also love the smoothie kits available at local grocery stores and Costco (my favorite store...a blog coming soon). &amp;nbsp;I actually don't even make smoothies with them, I just eat the frozen fruit straight out of the bag. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HgmyTUyM2c/TziXudnZ10I/AAAAAAAACDQ/NwuKSDpAyxA/s1600/Jamba+Juice+Kits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HgmyTUyM2c/TziXudnZ10I/AAAAAAAACDQ/NwuKSDpAyxA/s1600/Jamba+Juice+Kits.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-3768275687122091441?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3768275687122091441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3768275687122091441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3768275687122091441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3768275687122091441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-39-jamba-juice.html' title='Day 39: Jamba Juice'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvC9BFlwbms/TziXue_DjLI/AAAAAAAACDM/-Mi8yJbsjls/s72-c/Jamba+Juice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3609881867684178627</id><published>2012-02-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T10:41:47.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Migraines'/><title type='text'>Day 38: Young Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A series of deaths has been steaming through work.&amp;nbsp; Late last year, my friend Rita lost her Mom&amp;nbsp;after a year and a half of bad health (Rita was dealing with a lot of stress).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the past 4 weeks,&amp;nbsp;I've had two employees lose parents and another lose a grandparent.&amp;nbsp; I am really thankful I have young(ish) parents still.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what I would do without my parents.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;talk to my mom often (every day or every other day...sometimes more) and my dad a couple times a week.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy hanging out with them when I visit (or they visit me) and I know I can talk to them about anything (good and bad).&amp;nbsp; The worst thing about living in California is knowing if something happened to either of them, I may not be able to fly to Texas in time to say good-bye (this is a huge fear of mine).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My parents were born in 1956, so they just turned 55 last year.&amp;nbsp; To put it in perspective, I work with&amp;nbsp;a number of people my parent's age or older.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;parents had Ashley and I when they were relatively young (they had me at 24 years old), so we haven't really dealt with any major health issues.&amp;nbsp; My mom has suffered through migraines for years (way too many to count), but Ashley and I have finally convinced her to try a new treatment.&amp;nbsp; Based on initial feedback from her, she does seem to be feeling better.&amp;nbsp; My dad has high blood pressure, but takes a prescription to help control it.&amp;nbsp; I'm really thankful my parentals are young, in good health and see doctors regularly, so I don't need to worry about death quite yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-3609881867684178627?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3609881867684178627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3609881867684178627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3609881867684178627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3609881867684178627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-38-young-parents.html' title='Day 38: Young Parents'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-1886956833811554991</id><published>2012-02-06T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:52:19.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Checks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ATM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banking'/><title type='text'>Day 37: Online Banking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When I was younger,&amp;nbsp;we went to&amp;nbsp;our Mission Valley bank branch before every vacation to pick up Traveler's checks (does anyone even use those anymore?).&amp;nbsp; Automated Teller Machines (ATMs) were non-existent until high school, so when my mom went grocery shopping, she&amp;nbsp;wrote checks over the amount, so she could get cash without going to the bank.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Online and mobile banking makes money management SOOOO much easier.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not going to a bank branch saves me time throughout the month, which I can then use to do things I enjoy&amp;nbsp;more (reading, shopping, cleaning, etc).&amp;nbsp; The only time I ever go to the bank is to deposit change into my account.&amp;nbsp; I accomplish all my other banking online or through ATMs.&amp;nbsp; I balance my checkbook 3-4 times a month online, but I also look up my balances on my iPhone.&amp;nbsp; I deposit checks and pull out money at ATMs (there are quite a few ATMs near my house and work, but I can also go to 7-11 ATMs without any fee).&amp;nbsp; I barely even need checks anymore since I can manage payments online.&amp;nbsp; My family can transfer money amongst each other online.&amp;nbsp; Online banking just rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-1886956833811554991?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/1886956833811554991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=1886956833811554991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1886956833811554991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1886956833811554991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-37-online-banking.html' title='Day 37: Online Banking'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-452835920621514315</id><published>2012-02-05T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T19:15:30.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Day 36: My Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I taught Lesson 3: Our Testimony of Jesus Christ&amp;nbsp;from The Teachings of George Albert Smith to the Relief Society women.&amp;nbsp; The lesson had a ton of great information...I didn't have near enough time to talk about everything I wanted to because we were having some great conversations.&amp;nbsp; My favorite portion of the lesson was the following story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In his travels as a General Authority, George Albert Smith occasionally met those who thought Latter-day Saints do not believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mormon.org/jesus-christ"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. This misconception amazed and worried President Smith, and he tried to correct it by sharing his personal witness of the Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;On one occasion, in Cardston, Canada, he spoke at a Church meeting, about the life and mission of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jesuschrist.lds.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. The next morning he went to the railway station to buy a train ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;While he waited in line, he overheard a conversation between a woman and the ticket agent. The woman mentioned the evening before she had decided to attend a Latter-day Saint worship service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The ticket agent looked surprised. “My goodness,” she said. “You do not mean to say you went to church there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;“Yes, I did,” the woman answered. “Why not?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The ticket agent said, “They do not even believe in Jesus Christ.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The woman replied, “Only last night I listened to one of the elders of the Church speaking of the life of Jesus of Nazareth, and I have never heard anybody who seemed more profoundly impressed with a knowledge that Jesus was indeed the Christ, than the speaker on that occasion.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As I prepared for the lesson, I thought a lot about my own testimony. I was pretty nervous about the lesson because I think I have a very young testimony.  I've gone through periods of inactivity, but I really never stopped beleiving, unfortunately I did makee some bad choices.&amp;nbsp; I have a testimony of my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, the living son of God.&amp;nbsp; I know Joseph Smith translated the Book of Mormon through the power of the Lord and he was the first prophet in this dispensation.&amp;nbsp; I beleive in and have felt the power of tithing in my own life.&amp;nbsp; I know Thomas S. Monson is the living prophet today.&amp;nbsp; The church leadership does receive revelation for the church and leads it to the best of thier ability.&amp;nbsp; I beleive families can be sealed together forever in the temple (and I am so thankful to work there each week).&amp;nbsp; I know I am happier and more content in my life when I follow the commandments and continually think about the eternal perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-452835920621514315?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/452835920621514315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=452835920621514315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/452835920621514315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/452835920621514315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-36-my-testimony.html' title='Day 36: My Testimony'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-1907073582357043745</id><published>2012-02-04T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T18:55:33.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonja'/><title type='text'>Day 35: "Big Miracle"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tonight, Sonja and I had a little girl's night out.&amp;nbsp; We had great Thai food at The Bangkok West Thai Cafe, which is a couple blocks from my house (love the yellow curry with veggies and tofu).&amp;nbsp; During dinner, we decided to see a movie.&amp;nbsp; Currently, there aren't any particularly girly movies out, so we decided to&amp;nbsp;see "Big Miracle."&amp;nbsp; Neither of us knew much about the movie, except it was about whales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think we were both pleasantly surprised by the movie.&amp;nbsp; "Big Miracle" stars Drew Barrymore, as a Green Peace official,&amp;nbsp;and John Krasinki, as a reporter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;is based on the 1989 book &lt;i&gt;Freeing the Whales&lt;/i&gt; by Tom Rose, which covers&amp;nbsp;Operation Breakthrough,&amp;nbsp;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1988 international effort to rescue gray whales&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;trapped in ice near Point Barrow, Alaska.&amp;nbsp; After reading about Operation Breakthrough online, I know the movie took a number of dramatic liberties, but I really enjoyed the it anyway.&amp;nbsp; Sonja and I realized actors are always better looking than the people actually involved in true stories (they showed pictures of the real people during the credits).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;By the end of the movie, I was really rooting for the whales (in real life, no one knows if the whales actually survived) and all the people involved with the rescue effort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EywOSYNMl5I/Ty89adoZdRI/AAAAAAAACC4/_rCzHzrD8gg/s1600/Big-Miracle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EywOSYNMl5I/Ty89adoZdRI/AAAAAAAACC4/_rCzHzrD8gg/s320/Big-Miracle.jpg" width="238" /&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/1085305811230818726-1907073582357043745?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/1907073582357043745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=1907073582357043745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1907073582357043745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1907073582357043745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-35-big-miracle.html' title='Day 35: &quot;Big Miracle&quot;'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EywOSYNMl5I/Ty89adoZdRI/AAAAAAAACC4/_rCzHzrD8gg/s72-c/Big-Miracle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-1178830795842208374</id><published>2012-02-03T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T18:38:00.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Broken Yolk Cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacon'/><title type='text'>Day 34: The Broken Yolk Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This morning, we had a Going Away Breakfast for my coworker (and friend), Julius Jones, or as we like to call him Mr. Jones. He just became a government employee and is moving to a different building.&amp;nbsp; Julius loves bacon (as evidenced in a previous post), so we decided (mostly me) a breakfast was the perfect way to say "See You Later, Alligator." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;7 AM comes early every morning, so this morning was no different.&amp;nbsp; I rushed through my morning ritual because I didn't get out of bed until 6:20AM.&amp;nbsp; I drove down to "The Broken Yolk Cafe on Midway Dr (in Point Loma) and was only a couple minutes late.&amp;nbsp; The Broken Yolk Cafe (BYC)&amp;nbsp;just opened in Point Loma on 11 January, so it's still pretty quiet in the morning (I don't think many people know about it yet).&amp;nbsp; I've always heard good things about the BYC, but I'm usually not around any of the other locations during breakfast or lunch hours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I've been to the BYC twice now and I wasn't disappointed either time.&amp;nbsp; The first time, I ordered a 4 egg omelet (bacon, avocado, tomatos, mushrooms) and home fries...I didn't quite finish it, but I loved the freshness of the food.&amp;nbsp; This morning, I ordred my favorite breakfast food...french toast with strawberry sauce.&amp;nbsp; The chef made some delicious food.&amp;nbsp; I don't think anyone was disappointed.&amp;nbsp; I love finding good breakfast food near work, so I can go for lunch whenever I feel like breakfast for lunch :)&amp;nbsp; I would recommend the BYC to everyone in the Point Loma area.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-1178830795842208374?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/1178830795842208374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=1178830795842208374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1178830795842208374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1178830795842208374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-34-broken-yolk-cafe.html' title='Day 34: The Broken Yolk Cafe'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Point Loma, San Diego, CA 92106, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7000512 -117.246703</georss:point><georss:box>32.686689199999996 -117.26644399999999 32.7134132 -117.226962</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-514907309524919562</id><published>2012-02-02T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T12:12:57.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry Room'/><title type='text'>Day 33: My Laundry Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; When I was in college, going to the laundrymat or apartment complex laundry rooms wasn't a big deal because I had a lot more time (between classes, at night, all those hours I wasn't working, etc).&amp;nbsp;As soon as I started working fulltime, I realized how much time laundry takes to accomplish.&amp;nbsp; If you have a laundrymat nearby,&amp;nbsp;it's easy to do a&amp;nbsp;number of loads at once, but it will still take 2-3 hours every couple weeks (at least it would for me).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Since 2003, I've lived in apartments/houses with laundry rooms.&amp;nbsp; Now, I couldn't live without an in house laundry room...it's non-negotiable.&amp;nbsp; When I lived in the Alexandra house, the laundry room had front loaders, which I still miss (they got the clothes really clean) and have stored in our storage unit.&amp;nbsp; My current laundry room is pretty good sized, with a full size washer and dryer, and shelving for linens and cleaning supplies.&amp;nbsp; Having a laundry room allows me to start a load of laundry whenver I have a couple minutes free.&amp;nbsp; I usually do a couple loads a week, more if I am washing sheets and towels :)&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I even forget I started it and I LOVE being able to forget about my laundry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-514907309524919562?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/514907309524919562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=514907309524919562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/514907309524919562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/514907309524919562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-33-my-laundry-room.html' title='Day 33: My Laundry Room'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-8441674088554189119</id><published>2012-02-01T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:36:17.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>Day 32: Connecting with Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Keeping in contact with friends and family is not a strong suit.  I've never been good at writing letters, emails, making phone calls (I don't really like talking on the phone much), facebooking, texting, etc.  Years ago, when I graduated from high school (1998 was a long time ago!!!), e-mail and cell phones weren't ordinary&amp;nbsp;items yet, so I lost touch with most of my high school friends (and even more so my middle school and elementary school friends).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In 2007, I gave into peer pressure and created a Facebook account.&amp;nbsp; My first major experience connecting with old friends happened a few years later.&amp;nbsp; In December 2009, I received a friend request from Kim, one my good friends in high school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was really excited to see the request&amp;nbsp; and wrote her a message immediately.  We started catching up over Facebook, but both of us wanted to catch up in person.  With the holidays, vacations, work, family, church, and just life in general, we weren't able to get together until March 2010.&amp;nbsp; It was so great to connect with her again and just like old times.&amp;nbsp; Now, I see Kim about once a month (and usually talk to her more than that over text) at Book Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Last Saturday, my friend Lisa got engaged and posted a picture on Facebook.&amp;nbsp; I was reviewing what everyone was saying to her and about to add my Congratulations when I saw a familiar name and face...Teresa Carmody.&amp;nbsp; In middle school, Teresa and I were good friends, but we lost contact when her family moved to Utah.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know if it was the same Teresa Carmody I knew, but I wrote her a message anyway.&amp;nbsp; A couple of hours later I received a response and a friend request...it was the same girl.&amp;nbsp; It turns out Lisa and Teresa were roommates at BYU, isn't it such a small world?&amp;nbsp; Teresa and I have been sending messages back and forth getting to know each other again and it's been really cool.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-8441674088554189119?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/8441674088554189119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=8441674088554189119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8441674088554189119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8441674088554189119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-32-connecting-with-old-friends.html' title='Day 32: Connecting with Old Friends'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-833431355728847074</id><published>2012-01-31T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:55:06.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bag Balm'/><title type='text'>Day 31: Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I wake up a lot during the night (sleeping issues)...usually 2-3 times on average.&amp;nbsp; During one of my awake periods, I usually get up to go to the bathroom, but the reason I usually wake up is because I'm thirsty.&amp;nbsp; I always have water next to my bed and must be in a bottle with lid.&amp;nbsp; If it's not, I have a tendency to spill water everywhere because I don't always look when I am reaching for it (I really hate having to clean up water in the middle of the night...it's almost as bad as bag balm).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;During the past year, I've become a huge fan of water.&amp;nbsp; I challenged myself to drink more water during the day, so now I drink around 64oz of water every day at work.  Our water mess is only $2 a month for unlimited filtered water (awesome!).&amp;nbsp; At restuarants, 9 times out of 10, I'll even choose water over Diet Coke (especially if the restuarant only serves Pepsi products).&amp;nbsp; I think water is the most refreshing beverage in the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-833431355728847074?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/833431355728847074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=833431355728847074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/833431355728847074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/833431355728847074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-31-water.html' title='Day 31: Water'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-501792072566721311</id><published>2012-01-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:39:15.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chex Mix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Day 30: Chex Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When I arrived home from San Francisco tonight, I was starving (even though I ate a huge meal about 5:30PM...Yellow curry...yummy).&amp;nbsp; I couldn't decide what to eat because I didn't want to eat anything too heavy.&amp;nbsp; I had just about given up the idea of food when I remembered my Chex Mix.&amp;nbsp; As a child, I used to hate Chex Mix because it wasn't potato chips, but as an adult I love the original Chex Mix because it isn't too salty, has delicious textures, and mixes some of my favorite things together: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. The Pretzels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2. The Brown Bread-like Chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3. Chex (2 different kinds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4. Salt mixture (I have no idea what's in it, but I like it!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;5. The slim crackers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c32Uw-sgmaA/TyjbJxokVPI/AAAAAAAACCU/BmLujaRNJ6Y/s1600/Chex+Mix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c32Uw-sgmaA/TyjbJxokVPI/AAAAAAAACCU/BmLujaRNJ6Y/s320/Chex+Mix.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thanks Chex Mix for always being there when I need a quick snack!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-501792072566721311?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/501792072566721311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=501792072566721311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/501792072566721311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/501792072566721311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-30-chex-mix.html' title='Day 30: Chex Mix'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c32Uw-sgmaA/TyjbJxokVPI/AAAAAAAACCU/BmLujaRNJ6Y/s72-c/Chex+Mix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-1242401283211791082</id><published>2012-01-29T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:35:20.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murphy&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alarms'/><title type='text'>Day 29: Sleeping In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I work Monday-Friday (7:30AM-5:30PM on average), work in the temple Saturdays (6:15AM-12:15PM), and have church Sundays (9AM-12PM), which means sleeping in past 7AM is not&amp;nbsp;something I accomplish&amp;nbsp;very often.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I feel like I never have a day off because my alarm is constantly going off each morning. Today, I was lucky enough to sleep in.&amp;nbsp; This weekend, I'm visiting the Murphy's and we didn't have anything exciting to do today (just planning on playing with Liam and catching up), so Meg and Dave let me sleep in until 10:30AM.&amp;nbsp; It was so luxurious because an alarm never went off.&amp;nbsp; Usually, my alarm goes off every day, whether I am on vacation or not.&amp;nbsp; I love sleeping in and am so thankful I got a couple hours extra sleep this morning.&amp;nbsp; Unforunately, tomorrow my alarm will go off, but at least I don't have to go to work&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-1242401283211791082?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/1242401283211791082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=1242401283211791082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1242401283211791082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1242401283211791082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-29-sleeping-in.html' title='Day 29: Sleeping In'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Francisco, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>37.7749295 -122.4194155</georss:point><georss:box>37.6745235 -122.577344 37.8753355 -122.261487</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-115195140572233206</id><published>2012-01-28T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:33:01.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murphy&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seattle'/><title type='text'>Day 28: Mini-Vacations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Until I was in high school, I went to a year around school.&amp;nbsp; Year around schools are schools where classes met year around.&amp;nbsp; Ashley and I started each school year in June,&amp;nbsp;10 weeks of class,&amp;nbsp;3 week break in September,&amp;nbsp;10 weeks of class, 4 week break in December (basically the whole month off),&amp;nbsp;10 weeks of school, 3 week break in March,&amp;nbsp;9 weeks of class, then&amp;nbsp;3 weeks off before the next school year began.&amp;nbsp; What does all&amp;nbsp; this have to do with mini-vacations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My family took mini-vacations during every break (except in June because too many other kids were off school at the same time).&amp;nbsp; Mini vacations were great as kids...usually 2-4 days in length, not too much time in the car, and we saw/experienced some really cool stuff.&amp;nbsp; As a kid, we had adventures at amusement parks (Disneyland, Magic Mountain, Knotts Berry Farm), went camping (Grand Canyon, Yosemite), visited family (hello, Blythe!!!), took in local scenery, and sometimes just hung out around town, but pretended we were tourists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As an adult, I've grown to love mini-vacations.&amp;nbsp; Short vacations allow me to take only a couple days off work, but still have the feel of getting away from the world.&amp;nbsp; In the past few years, I've been to Las Vegas (girl's weekend, anyone?), Seattle (Barbie, let's go back!!!), Utah, and this weekend, I'm in lovely San Francisco visiting the Murphy's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My best friend, Meghan,&amp;nbsp;and her husband,&amp;nbsp;Dave (also a good friend), had Liam Micheal, in October 2011.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;An&amp;nbsp;opportunity to visit sooner was nonexistent, so a couple months ago, I found a cheap flight on Southwest and booked a ticket.&amp;nbsp; I love visiting the Murphy's because it's guaranteed to be a&amp;nbsp;nice relaxing weekend.&amp;nbsp; It's a pretty quick trip...only today through Monday night, but I know I will be less stressed when I go home than when I arrived.&amp;nbsp; I love talking to Meghan in person about everything in my life and getting her perspective.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to the Murphy's for faciliating a great start to another fabulous mini-vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-115195140572233206?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/115195140572233206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=115195140572233206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/115195140572233206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/115195140572233206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-28-mini-vacations.html' title='Day 28: Mini-Vacations'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Francisco, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>37.7749295 -122.4194155</georss:point><georss:box>37.6745235 -122.577344 37.8753355 -122.261487</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-5726344933031248382</id><published>2012-01-27T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:01:48.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nail Polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UCLA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pedicure'/><title type='text'>Day 27: Pedicures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Over the years, I've grown to love pedicures.  My love blossomed while I was at UCLA, where pedicures were only $10.  My roommates and I would treat ourselves before big events and get pedicures (we were poor college students).  As I've gotten older, pedicures have gained a spot in my monthly routine.  I love going to the salon, sitting in the spa massage chair, having my toes done, and forgetting about the issues in my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This afternoon, I got my first pedicure in over a month (I got a pedicure right before I left for Texas for the holidays).  Over the past week, my toes were looking really ragged because I've broken my toe nails, as they have gotten longer (for me, three weeks in the optimal amount of time between pedicures).&amp;nbsp; I went to a new spa/salon near my house, which was nice, and I plan on going there again.&amp;nbsp; I love bringing my own nail polish, too, which allows me to touch up my nails between pedicures (it's a money saving venture).&amp;nbsp; I love sitting in a spa chair, reading all about the latest celebrity gossip, and getting a lower leg massge (so relaxing...).&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/1085305811230818726-5726344933031248382?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/5726344933031248382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=5726344933031248382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5726344933031248382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5726344933031248382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-27-pedicures.html' title='Day 27: Pedicures'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-8673107036314337002</id><published>2012-01-26T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:04:42.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy&apos;s Famous American Tavern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Day 26: Diet Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love Diet Coke.  Some people might say I am addicted to Diet Coke.  Tonight, I went to a work sponsored happy hour at a local restaurant...Jimmy's Famous American Tavern.  I don't drink, so my coworkers always order me a Diet Coke :)  If I am not drinking water, I am usually having a room temperature Diet Coke (I don't really like ice with my soda).  For as long as I can remember, I've been a Diet Coke drinker.  My mom introduced me to the deliciousness of Diet Coke at a very young age.  Ashley and I were always taught to drink diet soda rather than regular because of the sugar in regular soda.  My mom said if we drank diet, then we could have dessert, which is a mantra I still live by (who doesn't like dessert?).  When I am at a restaurant with Diet Pepsi, I feel a little sad inside because Diet Pepsi isn't Diet Coke (but I will drink it in a pinch :)). I even love the fizzing sound Diet Coke makes when I pour it into a glass.  Cheers to you, Diet Coke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C9W4Y5NTK8o/S-uOZqp9cTI/AAAAAAAAByw/gXousKT04Zg/s1600/dietcoke1bg_031900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C9W4Y5NTK8o/S-uOZqp9cTI/AAAAAAAAByw/gXousKT04Zg/s320/dietcoke1bg_031900.jpg" /&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/1085305811230818726-8673107036314337002?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/8673107036314337002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=8673107036314337002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8673107036314337002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8673107036314337002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-26-diet-coke.html' title='Day 26: Diet Coke'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C9W4Y5NTK8o/S-uOZqp9cTI/AAAAAAAAByw/gXousKT04Zg/s72-c/dietcoke1bg_031900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-8247371290507428506</id><published>2012-01-25T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:46:48.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imitrex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Migraines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heating pads'/><title type='text'>Day 25: Heating Pads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Heating Pads are a necessity at my house.&amp;nbsp; I've suffered from migraines since I was 8 years old.&amp;nbsp; My migraines trigger back and neck pain.&amp;nbsp; I take over-the-counter and prescription medicine to combat my headaches, but that medicine doesn't always help right away (if it helps at all...sleep is actually one of the best medicines for me).&amp;nbsp; Years ago, I learned&amp;nbsp;heating pads&amp;nbsp;ease the tension in&amp;nbsp;my head and neck when I have a headache.&amp;nbsp; I think heat helps&amp;nbsp;keep my mind on something other than the&amp;nbsp;headache (plus I love being warm).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I usually use&amp;nbsp; herbal&amp;nbsp;heating pads with rice or grains that heat up easily in the microwave (2-3 minutes).&amp;nbsp; I also have chemical heating pads (you pop a little disk and the liquid becomes a hard gel)&amp;nbsp;that stay warm for about an hour, but you can't reheat them easily (they turn back into liquid by boiling them in hot water).&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Every few years, I buy new heating pads at the San Diego County Fair (great deals). I also love massages using heating pads...it relaxes me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Today was a really long day at work (11 hours, including a manager's meeting).&amp;nbsp; I was feeling good until I started driving home.&amp;nbsp; I decided to eat something and lay down, but my headache kept getting worse.&amp;nbsp; Around 8PM, I took some of my prescription medicine (I use Imitrex because it works for me, but I try not to take it often since it makes me really tired) and heated up a heating pad.&amp;nbsp; I felt really sick, but just having&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;heating pad on my head makes me feel like my headache is getting better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Apparently, I could also use my heating pad during Yoga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRlE3SyZeCU/TyGQTqoTRgI/AAAAAAAACBo/0z3K81iDMDE/s1600/Heating+Pad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRlE3SyZeCU/TyGQTqoTRgI/AAAAAAAACBo/0z3K81iDMDE/s1600/Heating+Pad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-8247371290507428506?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/8247371290507428506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=8247371290507428506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8247371290507428506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8247371290507428506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-25-heating-pads.html' title='Day 25: Heating Pads'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oRlE3SyZeCU/TyGQTqoTRgI/AAAAAAAACBo/0z3K81iDMDE/s72-c/Heating+Pad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-6003873147262636351</id><published>2012-01-24T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:33:20.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Day 24: amazon.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a bargain shopper, I have grown to love online shopping.&amp;nbsp; It isn't always as fun as the real thing, but you can find some great deals.&amp;nbsp; In the past few years, I've become a huge fan of amazon.com.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In 2009, my parents bought me a Kindle (EReader) for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; I loved it and started buying all my books through amazon.&amp;nbsp; Buying books may not seem like a huge deal, but I read a lot (roughly 1 book every 3 days).&amp;nbsp; Originally, I started browsing amazon a couple times a week for bargain ebooks.&amp;nbsp; Now, I pretty much visit amazon daily.&amp;nbsp; When I moved last summer, I ordered many of my&amp;nbsp;organization tools (drawers, jewelry boxes, etc).&amp;nbsp; This past November, I bought myself the Amazon Kindle Fire, which is a cool little tablet, and very integrated with amazon.com.&amp;nbsp; I joined Amazon Prime, which gives me free 2 day shipping, and I've bought something every day this week (Jewelry Cleaner, a Duffle bag for my 72 hour kit, and DVD holders).&amp;nbsp; I love how convenient amazon.com is for all my shopping needs.&amp;nbsp; I can literally think about buying something and within 5 minutes buy it on my phone (the wonders of technology). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-6003873147262636351?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/6003873147262636351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=6003873147262636351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6003873147262636351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6003873147262636351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-24-amazoncom.html' title='Day 24: amazon.com'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-7389162840059554209</id><published>2012-01-23T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:39:08.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monroe'/><title type='text'>Day 23: Facetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When Monroe was born, I was very much a part of the experience (Thanks again Ashley...I love being part of Monroe's life).&amp;nbsp; I was at the ultrasound where Ash and Stu found out they were having a girl, in the delivery room for the birth, spent a lot of time with Ash and Stu after the birth, and really bonded with Monroe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Little Boyd wasn't a surprise, so I knew I wouldn't be able to be able to be at the birth or meet him immediately, but my head and my heart were saying conflicting things.&amp;nbsp; My head was saying "You have a plan to meet him on 8 March (airline ticket booked and paid for)&amp;nbsp;and you get to spend 11 days with him.&amp;nbsp; That's soon enough."&amp;nbsp; My heart was saying "Book yourself on the next flight to Dallas and see the little guy."&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, my head won out and I have been in San Diego the past few days waiting for pictures to arrive and Ashley to get home from the hospital with the little bundle of joy.&amp;nbsp; Officially, I haven't even seen Boyd, except in pictures, so I was excited to do a little video chatting with Ashley and the family tonight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;First, I had the opportunity to do a little IPhone Facetime with Monroe (my favorite niece...my only niece, but still my favorite :)).&amp;nbsp; She was taking a bath and told me all about her day.&amp;nbsp; It was so great to see and interact with her in a way not possible a few years ago.&amp;nbsp; As Monroe gets older, Ash and I use Facetime more and more because Roe likes to interact with me on the phone.&amp;nbsp; She enjoys showing me her clothes, toys, and whatever else tickles her fancy at the moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Then, I got to meet Boyd for the first time.&amp;nbsp; He had just peed all over his outfit, so he was only in a diaper...so adorable with all the rolls.&amp;nbsp; Boyd has a head full of dark hair and the chubbiest cheeks I've seen in a while. He wasn't too happy to be on display, but I think he'll get used to talking to me over the phone or computer (at least I hope so).&amp;nbsp; Ashley thinks he looks a lot like Roe when she was born, but I think he's distinctly himself.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to see who he looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-7389162840059554209?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/7389162840059554209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=7389162840059554209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7389162840059554209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7389162840059554209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-23-facetime.html' title='Day 23: Facetime'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-8332825585748722763</id><published>2012-01-22T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:15:54.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stake Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Day 22: Stake Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For those of you who don't know much about the Chuch of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, the church is separated into different areas called Stakes.&amp;nbsp; Each stake has approximately 6-8 wards, also divided up by area based on the number of priesthood holders in the area.&amp;nbsp; My ward, San Diego 12th ward, is in the San Diego North stake.&amp;nbsp;All 88 stakes in Southern California had Stake Conference this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It started yesterday with a Priesthood leadership meeting at 4pm, the adult meeting at 7pm, then today's broadcast at 10am.&amp;nbsp;Stake Conference is always a great opportunity to hear some wonderful guidance from leadership in the church and this weekend was no exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Yesterday, I was really tired when I got home from the temple (not very shocking since I had to wake up at 5am.&amp;nbsp; Around 2:30PM, I feel asleep, but didn't set an alarm, since&amp;nbsp;Stake Conference didn't start until 7pm.&amp;nbsp; I woke up in a panic&amp;nbsp;hours later because it was dark outside and I thought I had missed the meeting.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, it was only 6pm, so I got dressed and headed over to the Mt Abernathy building (typically buildings are named after the street they are on).&amp;nbsp;Last night's session was great.&amp;nbsp; The stake presidency spoke on charity and keeping our hearts open to our ancestors.&amp;nbsp; The stake has been asked to work on geneology.&amp;nbsp; A lot of my family work has been completed, but I know I could help with my mom's family....looks like I need to start learning how to use ancestry.com.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This morning, I met up with friends about 9am to get seats on the comfy pews (plus we brought each other snacks...best row ever!!!!).&amp;nbsp; Today's broadcast started promptly at 10:15am, with opening prayer, song, and a little stake business for 15 minutes prior to the broadcast.&amp;nbsp; Elder Steven E. Snow, Sister Barbara Thompson (2nd counselor in the General Relief Society Presidency), Elder Paul V. Johnson, and Elder L. Tom Perry all spoke and it was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; The importance of family prayer was a major focus of the conference and Elder Snow's talk.&amp;nbsp; Below are the highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Family prayer should be scheduled at a regular time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Assignments should be rotated amongst family members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Prayers don't need to be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Whoever is giving the prayer should really think about what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Ask for specific blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Be specific in gratitude (which fits really well with my thankfulness blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Take time to listen for an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I also really enjoyed Elder Johnson's talk about faith.&amp;nbsp; Faith is the power of God and can only be used to do his will, so we must make our requests in harmony with his will.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Overall, stake conference was really uplifting and I am looking forward to working on the guidance we all received.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-8332825585748722763?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/8332825585748722763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=8332825585748722763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8332825585748722763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8332825585748722763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-22-stake-conference.html' title='Day 22: Stake Conference'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-7847690190942166561</id><published>2012-01-21T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:36:03.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>Day 21: Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;San Diego is known for it's absolutely gorgeous weather.&amp;nbsp; Most days the past few weeks have&amp;nbsp; been in the 70s and it's seemed more like summer than winter.&amp;nbsp; Today was a major exception, since when I walked out of the temple rain was falling.&amp;nbsp; Rain is a normal January occurance, but has been noticably absent this year.&amp;nbsp; Today, I am thankful for the rainfall, so hopefully we aren't stuck in another drought this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I love rain! Especially, when I can stay at home snuggled in my bed and just chill.&amp;nbsp; I love the smell of rain...everything smells so clean after a good rain.&amp;nbsp; Rain also gives San Diego some of the most beautiful sunsets.&amp;nbsp; My friends have been posting pictures all week.&amp;nbsp; I also love rain when my car is dirty (which it is right now).&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have a few more weeks until I need a wash now :)&amp;nbsp; What I dislike (hate is a strong word) about rain is having to drive in it.&amp;nbsp; San Diegans don't know how to drive correctly in rain because we don't need to often enough.&amp;nbsp; The drivers&amp;nbsp;slow down, stop, speed, etc, so accidents occur all over the county.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; My new nephew is named Boyd Mason Keller.&amp;nbsp; Boyd after Stuart's Paternal Grandfather, Mason is my mom's maiden name...family names all around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-7847690190942166561?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/7847690190942166561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=7847690190942166561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7847690190942166561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7847690190942166561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-21-rain.html' title='Day 21: Rain'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-4588760328241283168</id><published>2012-01-20T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:31:29.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monroe'/><title type='text'>Day 20: Brand New Nephew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Around 8AM this morning (10AM Texas time), I received a call from my mom, Judy.&amp;nbsp; My mom is not normally awake at 10AM, so I knew something was&amp;nbsp;up if she was calling...Ashley was being admitted to the hospital.&amp;nbsp; If you don't already know, Ashley is having a little baby boy (name TBD before birth) due January 22.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, he decided he wanted to arrive a couple days early.&amp;nbsp; This morning, Ashley had her normal OB appointment and her DR said her amniotic fluids were low, so they were inducing.&amp;nbsp; Stuart immediately grabbed Ashley's stuff and left to meet her at the hospital, while my mom and dad stayed with Monroe until closer to the delivery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ashley called me about 9:30AM: 4 centimeters dialated, IV in, and getting ready for the epidural.&amp;nbsp; As I tried to work throughout the day, my mind kept wondering to Ashley in labor.&amp;nbsp; I hoped and prayed everything would go smoothly for her and little baby boy (please, have a healthy baby).&amp;nbsp; I texted her around 12:45PM to see how everything was going and received a response 15 minutes later..."8 centimeters dilated, so getting close. Today is definitely the day.&amp;nbsp; I will keep you posted." I called Ashley again at 1:36PM, Stuart answered the phone and said "Congratulations, he was just born."&amp;nbsp; I cried a little and told all my coworkers like the proud Auntie I am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The pertinent statistics: Born 1/20/12; 3:13PM (CST); 8lbs, 13.2oz; 21 inches; dark brown hair; Blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Baby Boy Keller Right after birth&amp;nbsp;(No name as of yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnSpNuQkMCs/TxpKpFV4PnI/AAAAAAAACBI/lovRAp4F3mU/s1600/BabyKeller2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnSpNuQkMCs/TxpKpFV4PnI/AAAAAAAACBI/lovRAp4F3mU/s320/BabyKeller2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Baby Boy Keller Being Held By Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmlDCfUgX_w/TxpKpeNmwKI/AAAAAAAACBU/zKiTY5X5eks/s1600/BabyKeller1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmlDCfUgX_w/TxpKpeNmwKI/AAAAAAAACBU/zKiTY5X5eks/s320/BabyKeller1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Papa's first grandson...finally a boy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPMpPiznCag/TxpKpQtWRvI/AAAAAAAACBM/4yv_G95P940/s1600/BabyKeller3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPMpPiznCag/TxpKpQtWRvI/AAAAAAAACBM/4yv_G95P940/s320/BabyKeller3.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;He already holds a little piece of my heart.&amp;nbsp; I talked to Ashley tonight and Mama and baby are doing great.&amp;nbsp; Monroe was very excited to meet her baby brother and told me all about how he has BIG eyes :)&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to meet him in March, but hopefully I can call him by an actual name soon!&amp;nbsp; &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/1085305811230818726-4588760328241283168?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/4588760328241283168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=4588760328241283168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4588760328241283168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4588760328241283168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-20-brand-new-nephew.html' title='Day 20: Brand New Nephew'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnSpNuQkMCs/TxpKpFV4PnI/AAAAAAAACBI/lovRAp4F3mU/s72-c/BabyKeller2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Irving, TX, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.8140177 -96.9488945</georss:point><georss:box>32.7072582 -97.10682299999999 32.9207772 -96.790966</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-7640902649066054572</id><published>2012-01-19T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:24:05.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soupplantation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chili'/><title type='text'>Day 19: Chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, my thankfulness is for chili.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You may be thinking I am thankful for the country (which I guess I am , but I've never been to it), but I am actually giving thanks for the food...you know that delicious stew-like concoction made with beans, meat, and whatever else you throw&amp;nbsp;in :)&amp;nbsp; Chili makes me think of cold, windy days (some would say blustery).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I've always loved chili.&amp;nbsp; As a young girl, I remember eating Stagg chili covered with shredded cheese along side my dad.&amp;nbsp; He always told Ashley and I the reason he was so tall was from eating Stagg chili every day growing up (and milk makes you smalled).&amp;nbsp; Chili is always in my cupboard and I always have a can at work I can eat in a pinch (like today).&amp;nbsp; I usually buy vegetarian chili because I don't trust canned meat (is that weird?).&amp;nbsp; Whenever, I eat at Soupplantation (yummy!!!!), I always eat the chili and cornbread.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-7640902649066054572?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/7640902649066054572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=7640902649066054572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7640902649066054572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7640902649066054572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-19-chili.html' title='Day 19: Chili'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3315086374565564216</id><published>2012-01-18T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:55:34.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley Mexican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubio&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Day 18: Rubio's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For those of you who know me, you know I love to eat out.&amp;nbsp; Eating is one of my favorite pasttimes :)&amp;nbsp; Growing up in San Diego, I've always loved Mexican food, but I didn't always love the chain fast food...until Rubio's.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely adore Rubio's.&amp;nbsp; I've only ever eaten 2 things there...fish tacos and nachos (and I usually order the Nachos: no guacamole or Salsa frasca, substitute sour cream because why ruin a good thing).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ashley and I hit Jamba Juice and Rubio's (can you say massive amounts of calories????) at Grossmont Center at least once a week when I started driving.&amp;nbsp; In November, Ashley was in Anahiem for a work function, so I drove up and all she wanted to eat was Rubio's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think it may be in my blood now.&amp;nbsp; Good thing I live 3 blocks from a Rubio's, so I can eat it whenver I want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSW4Pzyh3f8/TxegcKEPAwI/AAAAAAAACBA/fSJG4F6ffjY/s1600/rubios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSW4Pzyh3f8/TxegcKEPAwI/AAAAAAAACBA/fSJG4F6ffjY/s320/rubios.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/1085305811230818726-3315086374565564216?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3315086374565564216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3315086374565564216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3315086374565564216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3315086374565564216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-18-rubios.html' title='Day 18: Rubio&apos;s'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSW4Pzyh3f8/TxegcKEPAwI/AAAAAAAACBA/fSJG4F6ffjY/s72-c/rubios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-5406929204877304717</id><published>2012-01-17T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:19:41.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monroe'/><title type='text'>Day 17: My Sister Ashley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This morning, I was feeling a little bit down about life.&amp;nbsp; Work is good, church is fulfilling, great friends,&amp;nbsp;awesome family, but I still feel like something is missing.&amp;nbsp; I am not unhappy with my life, but I know I could be happier (Thanks Happiness Project for showing me everyone could be happier).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On my way to work, I called Ashley for a little pep talk.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful I have a good relationship&amp;nbsp;with my sister.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ashley and I have always been close.&amp;nbsp; One of my earliest memories is playing with my mom while she was pregnant with Ash and I wanted to be pregnant, too, so I stuffed my shirt with a towel (apparently I've always wanted to be a mom).&amp;nbsp; We were always each other's playmates, best friends, and worst enemies growing up (anyone with sister's can understand that one).&amp;nbsp; I was the Maid of Honor at her wedding and am a&amp;nbsp;pretty rocking Auntie Coco to her daughter, Monroe&amp;nbsp;(if I do say so myself).&amp;nbsp; I miss her like crazy since she moved to Texas, but I know it's where her family is supposed to be right now.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to meet my new nephew currently cooking in her belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;At Ashley's Wedding﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhHwKNdyS4g/SOFMMMmit-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OWDPFnb6Cps/s1600/068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhHwKNdyS4g/SOFMMMmit-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OWDPFnb6Cps/s320/068.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Bickmore/Keller Girls at my 30th Birthday Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSbB0tMq9MI/S9kdu0l4xnI/AAAAAAAABr8/3-d_GsntuHA/s1600/013-The+Bickmore+Girls.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSbB0tMq9MI/S9kdu0l4xnI/AAAAAAAABr8/3-d_GsntuHA/s320/013-The+Bickmore+Girls.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I love you Ash!  Thanks for always being a great sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1085305811230818726-5406929204877304717?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/5406929204877304717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=5406929204877304717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5406929204877304717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5406929204877304717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-17-my-sister-ashley.html' title='Day 17: My Sister Ashley'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhHwKNdyS4g/SOFMMMmit-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OWDPFnb6Cps/s72-c/068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-475315080579967365</id><published>2012-01-16T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:36:15.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UCLA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Day 16: College Basketball Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've always loved college basketball.&amp;nbsp; I clearly remember watching March Madness in 1995 when UCLA won it all, which may have been when I started loving my Bruins.&amp;nbsp; I loved the drama and artistry in college basketball, which was/is definitely missing from professional sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When I was accepted to UCLA, I was very excited to buy season tickets to the football and basketball games.&amp;nbsp; Imagine my disappointment when I was told only 1,000 freshmen receive tickets each year by lottery.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I figured there was no way I would get tickets, but luckily, I won&amp;nbsp;and continued to buy tickets each subsequent year).&amp;nbsp; I didn't miss a basketball or football game my entire time at UCLA.&amp;nbsp; I have so many fond memories of the student section (8-clap anyone?).&amp;nbsp; More than once, I slept outside, so I could&amp;nbsp;be courtside during our most highly anticipated games (Hello, Arizona &amp;amp; USC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tonight, I had the opportunity to attend the BYU-USD basketball game with some single friends (Thanks for the invite Michelle). &amp;nbsp; It was really fun and reminded me how much I love live sports and miss my UCLA games.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7ZZtU_6hHY/TxW5Xjnz88I/AAAAAAAACA0/-qg41dP4QQ8/s1600/BYU+Basketball+Game.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7ZZtU_6hHY/TxW5Xjnz88I/AAAAAAAACA0/-qg41dP4QQ8/s320/BYU+Basketball+Game.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;P.S. BYU dominated the game and won by 19 pts :)&amp;nbsp; Go GOUGARS!!! (And yes, I can say that since my sister graduated from there!!!)&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/1085305811230818726-475315080579967365?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/475315080579967365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=475315080579967365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/475315080579967365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/475315080579967365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-16-college-basketball-games.html' title='Day 16: College Basketball Games'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7ZZtU_6hHY/TxW5Xjnz88I/AAAAAAAACA0/-qg41dP4QQ8/s72-c/BYU+Basketball+Game.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Linda Vista, San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.791569 -117.1676501</georss:point><georss:box>32.7648725 -117.20713210000001 32.8182655 -117.1281681</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3375990321166195342</id><published>2012-01-15T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:24:06.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DKNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheets'/><title type='text'>Day 15: Fresh Sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Since I've been sick (sinus infection, running nose, coughing) for the past few weeks, I decided to wash all my sheets, blankets, and duvet cover.&amp;nbsp; All the washing and drying basically took all day, but everything is now clean.&amp;nbsp; I am really thankful for my&amp;nbsp;nice comfy bed, but today is all about&amp;nbsp;fresh sheets.&amp;nbsp; I love the feeling of climbing into a fresh set of sheets.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I travel, I always allow a few minutes before I leave to change the sheets on my bed, so they are fresh when I get home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My current bedding is very floral and mostly matches (the sheets are whatever color I happen to like at the moment...I have light blue, red, and lavender).&amp;nbsp; I bought this DKNY duvet cover and pillowcases when I moved.&amp;nbsp; I thought I needed a lighter duvet, so my bedroom (really small compared to my old room) looks bigger.&amp;nbsp; I still need to buy some more accent pillows, but overall I like the look.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53iREhaxLZ8/TxOygG29RNI/AAAAAAAACAk/jgwcYBXagxM/s1600/DuvetBed.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53iREhaxLZ8/TxOygG29RNI/AAAAAAAACAk/jgwcYBXagxM/s320/DuvetBed.JPG" width="239" /&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/1085305811230818726-3375990321166195342?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3375990321166195342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3375990321166195342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3375990321166195342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3375990321166195342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-15-fresh-sheets.html' title='Day 15: Fresh Sheets'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53iREhaxLZ8/TxOygG29RNI/AAAAAAAACAk/jgwcYBXagxM/s72-c/DuvetBed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3685227141085434598</id><published>2012-01-14T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:12:13.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miniseries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Firth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC'/><title type='text'>Day 14: The BBC's "Pride and Prejudice"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After working at the temple this morning, I decided to really rest this afternoon and catch up on some DVR (The Big Bang Theory was particularly hilarious).&amp;nbsp; Later in the day, I checked the mail and was super excited to see Netflix envelopes...the second DVD in the BBC's "Pride and Prejudice" had arrived.&amp;nbsp; How did I neglect watching this masterpiece for 16 years?&amp;nbsp; Jane Austen's "Pride and Prejudice" is one of my favorite books and I love movies depicting that time period (BBC's "North and South," "Sense and Sensibility," "Little Women," etc). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5p-FpUvPIG4/TxJtR8_tSlI/AAAAAAAACAI/odPVQiZIesc/s1600/pride_and_prejudice+BBC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5p-FpUvPIG4/TxJtR8_tSlI/AAAAAAAACAI/odPVQiZIesc/s320/pride_and_prejudice+BBC.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The BBC's "Pride and Prejudice" is approximately 5 hours and one of the best book adaptations I've ever seen.&amp;nbsp; I tend to be pretty disappointed in book adapatations, but as a miniseries, this adaptation could take the time to get the details right :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Jennifer Ehle is superb as Elizabeth Bennet.&amp;nbsp; She captures her frankness, kindness, and change of heart concerning Mr. Darcy perfectly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Colin Firth IS Mr. Darcy.&amp;nbsp; I completely understand why women swoon over Mr.&amp;nbsp;Darcy because I love Colin Firth (I always have...hello "Love Actually").&amp;nbsp; Now if only I could find my own Mr. Darcy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ6qxI6TJ2Y/TxJtR8wtguI/AAAAAAAACAE/IK8Df4cdIew/s1600/Pride_and_Prejudice_Colin_Firth_Wet_Shirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ6qxI6TJ2Y/TxJtR8wtguI/AAAAAAAACAE/IK8Df4cdIew/s320/Pride_and_Prejudice_Colin_Firth_Wet_Shirt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/1085305811230818726-3685227141085434598?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3685227141085434598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3685227141085434598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3685227141085434598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3685227141085434598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-14-bbcs-pride-and-prejudice.html' title='Day 14: The BBC&apos;s &quot;Pride and Prejudice&quot;'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5p-FpUvPIG4/TxJtR8_tSlI/AAAAAAAACAI/odPVQiZIesc/s72-c/pride_and_prejudice+BBC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-5145869717500180273</id><published>2012-01-13T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:51:34.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamburgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacon'/><title type='text'>Day 13: Hilarious Coworkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I've had a hard time narrowing down what to write about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I spend 45-55 hours at work each week, so I am extremely grateful for hilarious coworkers.&amp;nbsp; I work with Sentek coworkers, government clients, and other contractors (BAH, CSA, Intellisolutions, etc).&amp;nbsp; My current work environment consists of a large cubicle with 5 men....needless to say I hear surprising things each and every day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;One of my coworkers, Julius, is slightly obsessed with bacon.&amp;nbsp; He talks about bacon&amp;nbsp;daily.&amp;nbsp; You may ask "how does someone talk about bacon every day?" Well, it's actually quite easy when we egg him on every day (we all love how obsessed he is).&amp;nbsp; I've visited Denny's with him for Baconmania, seen him eat multiple bacon burgers, and continue to try to persuade him to try the Bacon brownies at Slater's 50/50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Then there is Brian, who is one of the smallest men I know (5 ft 6 in, 120 lbs wet), but can eat more than 3 men.&amp;nbsp; This afternoon, my boss (Tom), Justine (a fellow manager), and I threw a Thank You Lunch&amp;nbsp; for our employees. Brian ate a stacked 1/2 pound hamburger and probably a pound of potato chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My boss, Tom, or Clubber (his call sign from the Navy...he was an aviator and a retired Naval Captain) is a joy to work for.&amp;nbsp; Whenever we meet, he cracks me up because he seems constantly amazed by Justine and I (we are pretty amazing).&amp;nbsp; He is the classic Harley rider, gun toting, Republican and totally reminds me of my dad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am really lucky to work with great people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-5145869717500180273?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/5145869717500180273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=5145869717500180273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5145869717500180273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5145869717500180273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-13-hilarious-coworkers.html' title='Day 13: Hilarious Coworkers'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-8263998978916476335</id><published>2012-01-12T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:58:10.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shower'/><title type='text'>Day 12: Long Hot Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After a great catch-up session (including dinner, shopping, and laughs) with Barbie at Fashion Valley, I was feeling a little chilled as the weather dropped to below 60 degrees (living in San Diego has it's perks).&amp;nbsp; All the way home, all I could think about was taking a nice long hot shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I love long hot showers...I always have.&amp;nbsp; I used to get up a half hour earlier than I needed just to take a 30 minute shower in the morning.&amp;nbsp; As I've gotten older, my showers have become shorter and shorter in the morning because I love sleep, too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I usually have just enough time to shampoo my hair, wash up, and clean my face (on a good day, I'll even shave my legs).  At least once a week, but usually more, I take my shower at night where there isn't a deadline and the water can't get HOT enough.  It's absolutely fantastic!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If you haven't taken a nice long hot shower in a while, take a half hour and give it a try...you won't regret it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-8263998978916476335?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/8263998978916476335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=8263998978916476335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8263998978916476335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/8263998978916476335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-12-long-hot-showers.html' title='Day 12: Long Hot Showers'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-7271716214140354736</id><published>2012-01-11T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:09:59.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BUNCO'/><title type='text'>Day 11: Monthly BUNCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a single female, I like to stay busy and make new friendsby joining different groups around town (like Book Clubs).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today I am thankful for one of myfavorites…my monthly BUNCO group.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Founded in 2008, my girls-only BUNCO group grew from girls who playedBINGO together in another group&amp;nbsp;(at least that is how I was brought into the group; others arefamily members, soccer moms, school friends, etc).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’vegrown to love every one of the girls because they are each individuals withtheir own talents and quirks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have 11 standardmembers (Amber, Andrea B, Andrea L, Beth, Heather, Melissa, Roberta, Sonja,Stacey, Toni, and myself) with the option to bring a substitute each month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For those of you who don't know what BUNCO is...take a look at wikipedia: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunco"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunco&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Wikipedia can explain it a lot better than I can).&amp;nbsp; Basically, it's&amp;nbsp;a game with 3 dice played in multiple rounds.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My BUNCO group rotates homes the second Wednesday of every month (we create the calendar everyDecember).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We each pay $10 a month(except January, when we pay $20, and December, when we don’t actually play). Thehostess provides dinner, dessert, and snacks for the girls, then we play 24 BUNCO rounds(6:30-9:00PM).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Each month, I track mostBuncos, wins, etc and give out monetary prizes ($5-$40).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the end of the year, I add up all thestatistics from the year and give out whatever extra money is in the pot(usually around $150).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every June, wehold a Birthday party with gift exchange (White Elephant, but classy gifts).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In December, we have a Holiday Potluck (witha theme…potato bar, cheese, etc), ornament exchange, and holiday gift exchange(in November, we pick names out of a hat and buy for a specific person).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We always have a really good time talking andlaughing throughout the night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If youwould like to join us at any time, let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I am also really thankful for the opportunity to see friends in random places (I loved seeing Chad and Heather Spring at Panera Bread tonight!!!!).&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/1085305811230818726-7271716214140354736?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/7271716214140354736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=7271716214140354736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7271716214140354736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/7271716214140354736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-monthly-bunco.html' title='Day 11: Monthly BUNCO'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-4905994083071937985</id><published>2012-01-10T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:21:51.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Container Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organization'/><title type='text'>Day 10: The Container Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've been pretty down on myself about my lack of motivation to get everything unpacked and put away in my apartment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After living there for 4.5 months,&amp;nbsp;I'd say 85% is unpacked, but I need to get the last boxes out of the garage, so I can actually park there :)&amp;nbsp; As I look back at the move, I probably should have taken some time off to unpack and settled, but I didn't realize it would take me this long.&amp;nbsp; In the past, I've only had to move a couple rooms (bedroom, bathroom, some kitchen items), so I didn't realize the time it would take to unpack a whole apartment.&amp;nbsp; I haven't made unpacking a high priority in my life, but&amp;nbsp;it does seem like if it wasn't one thing, it was another...the holidays, church, temple, travel, work, sickness, etc.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The bottom line...the unpacking just needs to get done, so&amp;nbsp;I need to get in gear and finish marking it off my perenial To Do list.&amp;nbsp; To help with my goal,&amp;nbsp; I am making a trip to one of my favorite stores for some inspiration.&amp;nbsp; Today, I am thankful for The Container Store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dE9T2fdXYIY/Tw0MxvPIQLI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BR8EKJgYjD0/s1600/Container+Store.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dE9T2fdXYIY/Tw0MxvPIQLI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BR8EKJgYjD0/s320/Container+Store.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Located in Fashion Valley, The Container Store houses an organizer's dream...boxes, labels, gadgets, hangers, ideas, etc to make organizing easier.&amp;nbsp; If I allowed myself to spend the money, I could spend an armful at The Container Store.&amp;nbsp; I usually just roam the aisles for ideas about future organization (I know, I'm weird, but tonight was no different).&amp;nbsp; Where else can you find a $99 trash can?&amp;nbsp; Does it look that special to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OjTMrNdqYL4/Tw0MxXbckpI/AAAAAAAAB_8/CG8c_x-QGZg/s320/99+Dollar+Trash+Can.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When I moved to my new apartment, I donated, gave away to friends, or threw away a lot of stuff.&amp;nbsp; I lived in the Alexandra house for 6 years, so I acculated and adapted to the space I had available.&amp;nbsp; The new apartment is a nice size (for an apartment), but it isn't a house, so I've had to adapt and purchase more organizational items as I have unpacked.&amp;nbsp;Here is what I bought tonight :) (Can you tell what everything is?&amp;nbsp; A couple cute floral storage boxes for keepsakes, a tall boot box, a short boot box, 3 travel size shampoo containers, a bag blam container, and a luggage tag...mine broke on my last flight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0qgSgQWQIc/Tw0MzHxtsZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/QD9O-B7aJcw/s1600/Purchases.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0qgSgQWQIc/Tw0MzHxtsZI/AAAAAAAAB_g/QD9O-B7aJcw/s320/Purchases.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the Facetime Ash and Roe...You crack me up!!!!&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/1085305811230818726-4905994083071937985?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/4905994083071937985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=4905994083071937985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4905994083071937985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4905994083071937985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-container-store.html' title='Day 10: The Container Store'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dE9T2fdXYIY/Tw0MxvPIQLI/AAAAAAAAB-s/BR8EKJgYjD0/s72-c/Container+Store.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>W Fashion Valley, San Diego, CA 92108, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7685686 -117.1670753</georss:point><georss:box>32.7652306 -117.1720108 32.7719066 -117.16213979999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-541908743801748125</id><published>2012-01-09T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:45:08.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club'/><title type='text'>Day 9: "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I am thankful for this month's book club selection: Rebecca Skloot's "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks."&amp;nbsp;Before reading the book, I had never heard of Henrietta or HeLa, the cells which changed science forever.&amp;nbsp;Below is a short synopsis from Amazon.com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"From a single, abbreviated life grew a seemingly immortal line of cells that made some of the most crucial innovations in modern science possible. And from that same life, and those cells, Rebecca Skloot has fashioned in &lt;em&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/em&gt; a fascinating and moving story of medicine and family, of how life is sustained in laboratories and in memory. Henrietta Lacks was a mother of five in Baltimore, a poor African American migrant from the tobacco farms of Virginia, who died from a cruelly aggressive cancer at the age of 30 in 1951. A sample of her cancerous tissue, taken without her knowledge or consent, as was the custom then, turned out to provide one of the holy grails of mid-century biology: human cells that could survive--even thrive--in the lab. Known as HeLa cells, their stunning potency gave scientists a building block for countless breakthroughs, beginning with the cure for polio. Meanwhile, Henrietta's family continued to live in poverty and frequently poor health, and their discovery decades later of her unknowing contribution--and her cells' strange survival--left them full of pride, anger, and suspicion. For a decade, Skloot doggedly but compassionately gathered the threads of these stories, slowly gaining the trust of the family while helping them learn the truth about Henrietta, and with their aid she tells a rich and haunting story that asks the questions, Who owns our bodies? And who carries our memories?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElTNy884rU8/TwsW6BTzjjI/AAAAAAAAB98/QgBILMeys3A/s1600/HenriettaLacks.jpg" /&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This book really made me think about medical testing legalities, cell preservation, and what is owed for a family member's contributions to science.&amp;nbsp; What should a doctor or hospital do with a removed appendix or tumor?&amp;nbsp; How acceptable is it to perform research on blood or tissue not needed for testing?&amp;nbsp; "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" is a great non-fiction book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Reading the book also made me think about starting another project...a book review blog.&amp;nbsp; I read a lot of books (approximately 400 in the past 2.5 years...no wonder I don't have a significant other), I'm a member of 2 book clubs,&amp;nbsp;I'm not a horrible writer (I don't think), and I would love to pass along my recommendations&amp;nbsp;to friends, family,&amp;nbsp;and whoever else wants to hear my opinions.&amp;nbsp; I'm not exactly sure how I will proceed with the idea, but it's definitely percolating in my mind now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-541908743801748125?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/541908743801748125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=541908743801748125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/541908743801748125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/541908743801748125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-9-immortal-life-of-henrietta-lacks.html' title='Day 9: &quot;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&quot;'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElTNy884rU8/TwsW6BTzjjI/AAAAAAAAB98/QgBILMeys3A/s72-c/HenriettaLacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Spring Valley, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.744774 -116.998916</georss:point><georss:box>32.6913525 -117.07788 32.7981955 -116.919952</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-6441778694928034046</id><published>2012-01-08T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:44:49.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Day 8: Teaching Relief Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In late October 2011, I was asked to be the 1st counselor in my ward's (San Diego 12th) Relief Society.&amp;nbsp; I was very apprehensive since I just moved into the ward in August, but I've always been taught to accept whatever callings are offered.&amp;nbsp; Since my call, I've had the blessing to teach 2 lessons to the Relief Society sisters, so today I am thankful for teaching Relief Society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I've always had a fear of talking in front of large groups.&amp;nbsp; I always cry and make myself sick from all the worrying.&amp;nbsp; My last calling was teaching 6 young women (ages 12-18), which was a mixed blessing.&amp;nbsp; I learned a lot about the gospel from the lessons I prepared, but&amp;nbsp;getting young women to talk is sometimes like pulling teeth.&amp;nbsp; Teaching Relief Society is very different because there are women 18-90 years old with lifetimes of different experiences and most of them aren't afraid to share :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Today's lesson was "Living What We Believe" from the George Albert Smith manual.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When George Albert Smith was 34 years old, he made a list of resolutions called his “personal creed”—11 ideals he committed to live by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Bea friend to the friendless; find joy in ministering to the needs of the poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Visitthe sick and afflicted; inspire a desire for faith to be healed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Teachthe truth to the understanding and blessing of all mankind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Seekout the erring one and try to win him back to a righteous and a happy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Notseek to force people to live up to my ideals, but rather love them into doingthe right thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Livewith the masses; help solve their problems, so life may be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;voidthe publicity of high positions and discourage the flattery of thoughtlessfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Notknowingly wound the feelings of any, not even one who may have wronged me, butwould seek to do good and make him my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Overcomeselfishness and jealousy; rejoice in the successes of all the children of myHeavenly Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: 40.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;10.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Not be an enemyto any living soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Knowthe Redeemer of mankind has offered to the world the only plan that will fullydevelop us and make us really happy here and hereafter, I feel it not only aduty but also a blessed privilege to disseminate this truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If I could live the above ideals, my life would be pretty happy, but I know I am there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Prep&lt;/span&gt;aring for the lesson really made me think about how I am living the gospel in my daily life.&amp;nbsp; Some gospel principles come really easy to me...tithing, family, prayer, temples, etc. While other items&amp;nbsp;are personal trials and I need to gain a stronger testimony, so they aren't as diffcult for me.&amp;nbsp; I do want to be known as different from my neighbor for all the good things I am accomplishing.&amp;nbsp; Being middle of the road isn't good enough.&amp;nbsp; In the coming weeks, I am going to think about my own life ideals and what it will take to live them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-6441778694928034046?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/6441778694928034046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=6441778694928034046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6441778694928034046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/6441778694928034046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-teaching-relief-society.html' title='Day 8: Teaching Relief Society'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3672070428482966089</id><published>2012-01-06T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:01:08.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego Temple'/><title type='text'>Day 7: Working in the Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I am thankful for the opportunity to work in the San Diego Temple.&amp;nbsp; Isn't it beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSirL5BH4pc/TwkEGmfvsuI/AAAAAAAAB9w/YBCk7uM6wbw/s1600/Sandiegotemple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSirL5BH4pc/TwkEGmfvsuI/AAAAAAAAB9w/YBCk7uM6wbw/s1600/Sandiegotemple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This month, I've hit my 2 year anniversary working in the temple.&amp;nbsp;When I was first called to work&amp;nbsp;as an ordinance worker (December 2009), which included weekly shifts&amp;nbsp; of 5-6 hrs each, I really didn't know how I was going to&amp;nbsp;fit it into my schedule.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now I can't imagine not working in the temple.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I work every Saturday morning from 6:15am-12 (on average).&amp;nbsp; I have definitely sacrificed some activities (sleeping in, going out late on Friday nights, etc), but working in the temple has enriched my life.&amp;nbsp; I have a stronger testimony of eternal families, missionaries, and the creation (among other things).&amp;nbsp; If you would like to hear more about what the temple means to the Latter Day Saint church, please let me know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Last May, I was asked to be an Assistant Coordinator on the Saturday AM shift.&amp;nbsp; This gives me the opportunity to work with many of the sisters each week (approximately 30 on our shift).&amp;nbsp; My coordinator, Sister Ruth Halling, and other assistant coordinator, Sister Debbie Robinson, are great and I have learned a lot from them.&amp;nbsp; The sisters on my shift are fanstastic and I've made some wonderful friends (Michelle, Emerald, Shari, etc).&amp;nbsp; I also get to meet with the temple presidency and matrons every Saturday.&amp;nbsp; These men and women, the Finnegans, Jaegars, and Gills, are fantastic and so spriritual.&amp;nbsp; I am very thankful to be in their presense each week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I hope someday I'll be able to work with my husband in the temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-3672070428482966089?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3672070428482966089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3672070428482966089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3672070428482966089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3672070428482966089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-working-in-temple.html' title='Day 7: Working in the Temple'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSirL5BH4pc/TwkEGmfvsuI/AAAAAAAAB9w/YBCk7uM6wbw/s72-c/Sandiegotemple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-3932181729298149164</id><published>2012-01-05T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:41:08.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><title type='text'>Day 6: Netflix Streaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I love movies and television...dramas, action, science fiction, romance, comedies, etc.&amp;nbsp; The only genre I don't really watch is horror because&amp;nbsp;I am not into the whole blood, guts, and gore.&amp;nbsp; I love going to the theater to watch movies, but having the ability to watch movies in your own home is also really nice.&amp;nbsp; Today, I am really thankful for Netflix streaming straight to my TV.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;About a year ago, I bought a Blu-ray player with an internet connection.&amp;nbsp; I started watching Netflix television shows and movies on my TV whenever I felt the urge.&amp;nbsp; I've watched Friday Night Lights (all seasons), McLeod's Daughter's (through Season 5, it's an Australian drama), and multiple movies.&amp;nbsp; I love being able to pick a movie or television show&amp;nbsp;and watch it instantly.&amp;nbsp; Since I have been sick the past few days, the Netflix streaming has been&amp;nbsp;great because if I fell asleep during a movie I could just restart it and not worry about having to return it to RedBox or Blockbuster (do those stores even exist anymore?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuKvbgPIsUY/TwevMhhHypI/AAAAAAAAB9k/YwLTTLh3t7M/s1600/McLeod%2527s+Duaghters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuKvbgPIsUY/TwevMhhHypI/AAAAAAAAB9k/YwLTTLh3t7M/s200/McLeod%2527s+Duaghters.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LBYu6uw3T0/TwevLjnZC5I/AAAAAAAAB9c/QGmyVkXT784/s1600/Friday+Night+Lights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LBYu6uw3T0/TwevLjnZC5I/AAAAAAAAB9c/QGmyVkXT784/s200/Friday+Night+Lights.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Someday, I hope I can have a media room similar to my parent's.&amp;nbsp; They have a sound proof room, projector, recliners, and a 106 inch screen to watch TV and movies.&amp;nbsp; I watched a movie every day I was there over Christmas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-3932181729298149164?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/3932181729298149164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=3932181729298149164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3932181729298149164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/3932181729298149164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-netflix-streaming.html' title='Day 6: Netflix Streaming'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuKvbgPIsUY/TwevMhhHypI/AAAAAAAAB9k/YwLTTLh3t7M/s72-c/McLeod%2527s+Duaghters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-204528803472573066</id><published>2012-01-05T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:58:14.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Day 5: Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I am thankful for sleep. When I woke up this morning, I immediately knew I wouldn't be going into work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My head was pounding, my voice non-existent, and I was coughing horribly...thank you sinus infection.&amp;nbsp; I sent a quick e-mail to my coworkers and boss, took some medicine and went back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; When I awoke at 1pm, I felt so much better (so maybe I just need to sleep 14 hrs each night :)).&amp;nbsp; I took a shower, ate a little food, took some more medicine, and slept another 3 hrs.&amp;nbsp; After sleeping most of the day away, I know I am on the mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I've always loved to sleep, which I definitely learned from my mother.&amp;nbsp; My mom is not a morning person, so everyone knows not to call her before 11am.&amp;nbsp; She sleeps 10-11 hrs every night.&amp;nbsp; My bed has always been one of my favorite posessions, but&amp;nbsp;a good night of sleep for me is 7 straight hrs.&amp;nbsp; I know I need to sleep more (lack of sleep directly affects my migraines and health), but I've always had difficulty falling asleep and sleeping through the night.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I visit my parent's home, I sleep a lot.&amp;nbsp; I slept 8-10 hrs almost every night I was there, but I also realize the extra sleep I was getting doesn't make up for all the lack of sleep I normally get.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This year, one of my goals is get more sleep...approximately&amp;nbsp;8 hrs a night.&amp;nbsp; I know getting more sleep will make me sacrifice other things in my life, but I know I will have more energy, be healthier, more productive at work and church, and be happier if I am not tired all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-204528803472573066?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/204528803472573066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=204528803472573066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/204528803472573066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/204528803472573066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-sleep.html' title='Day 5: Sleep'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-1997122441678974403</id><published>2012-01-04T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:43:05.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinus Infection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><title type='text'>Day 4: Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I am extremely thankful for medicine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For the last 2 weeks, I've been suffering from a horrible sinus infection.&amp;nbsp; Before I left San Diego on 12/22, I had a minor sore throat and running nose, then I took a flight to Dallas, TX.&amp;nbsp;It was the most painful flight I've ever been on.&amp;nbsp;My ears wouldn't pop during/after the flight and I had a hard time hearing anything for 2 days.&amp;nbsp; Once my ears popped once, they continued to pop everytime I blew my nose (which was often since I was pretty sick).&amp;nbsp; I went through 2 Kleenex boxes in 3 days.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty miserable.&amp;nbsp; The rest of my family (from my dad to Monroe) was also suffering from sickness, so I really didn't even have a chance to not be sick.&amp;nbsp; I was taking over-the-counter medicine every day, so eventually, I started feeling better, but I still had a bad cough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I was feeling pretty good when I got on my flight home yesterday, but today I felt horrible...stupid sick people on the plane.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I went to work for a few hours, but eventually called the doctor for an appointment.&amp;nbsp; I left work, went home for a nap, then to the Dr.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Gromer gave me some antibiotics and cough syrup, which I took immediately.&amp;nbsp; I am not feeling a ton better yet, but I know if I take the medicine as directed I will feel better eventually.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Since I've suffered from migraines for 20 years, I've always&amp;nbsp;taken&amp;nbsp;prescription medicine, but as I've gotten older I realize how hard my life would be without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-1997122441678974403?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/1997122441678974403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=1997122441678974403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1997122441678974403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/1997122441678974403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-medicine.html' title='Day 4: Medicine'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>San Diego, CA, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.7153292 -117.1572551</georss:point><georss:box>32.5015767 -117.4731121 32.9290817 -116.8413981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-2449024442870649541</id><published>2012-01-03T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:44:54.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walt Disney World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonja'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Air Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This morning, as I sit at the airport waiting to fly back to San Diego, I am very thankful for air travel.&amp;nbsp; If air travel wasn't possible, I wouldn't be able to see my family and friends (who live far away) nearly as often as I do.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't drive the 22 hours to my parent's home in Plano, TX, except maybe once a year.&amp;nbsp; In 2011, I flew to Boise, Idaho for my Grandfather's 80th birthday; San Francisco, California for Meghan's 30th Birthday and baby shower; and Dallas, Texas 5 times including Thanksgiving, Christmas, and a family vacation.&amp;nbsp; I also had multiple friends and family members&amp;nbsp;visit me in San Diego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I didn't step on a plane until I was almost 18 years old, but I haven't stopped flying since then.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;first flight&amp;nbsp;took me to San Jose, CA with my high school Key Club (a service club).&amp;nbsp; We spent a couple days at a conference, but had plenty of fun, too.&amp;nbsp; Since then, I've been to Texas (too many times to count), Philadelphia, Baltimore, Charleston, Seattle, Hawaii, and Australia (just to name a few places).&amp;nbsp; I actually love flying alone...I read, listen to music, make to do lists, and play sudoku, but I also love traveling with my friends (Stacey, Sonja, Barbie, etc).&amp;nbsp; My favorite airlines are Southwest (for quick trips) and American (for anywhere else).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8i93MKZkEE/Tw0Mw46tu9I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hMGp3Y6hgh4/s1600/American+Airlines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8i93MKZkEE/Tw0Mw46tu9I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hMGp3Y6hgh4/s200/American+Airlines.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9x1aEJhr7k/Tw0My_sRr8I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/1Mvx6XT9uA0/s1600/southwest.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9x1aEJhr7k/Tw0My_sRr8I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/1Mvx6XT9uA0/s200/southwest.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In 1st quarter 2012, I already have vacations planned to San Francisco, CA to see the Murphy Family (I can't wait to meet Baby Liam) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and Orlando, FL to visit Walt Disney World (for Monroe's first trip to see Mickey Mouse and to meet my new nephew for the first time).&amp;nbsp; I know you will see lots of posts about those trips :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-2449024442870649541?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/2449024442870649541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=2449024442870649541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/2449024442870649541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/2449024442870649541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-air-travel.html' title='Day 3: Air Travel'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8i93MKZkEE/Tw0Mw46tu9I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/hMGp3Y6hgh4/s72-c/American+Airlines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Terminal C, Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport (DFW), Irving, TX 75063, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>32.8974655 -97.0357097</georss:point><georss:box>32.895799000000004 -97.03817719999999 32.899132 -97.0332422</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-5896305383974908381</id><published>2012-01-02T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:45:30.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babe&apos;s Chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honey Mustard'/><title type='text'>Day 2: Honey Mustard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For any of those who have eaten with me, you know I love my sauces...ketchup, ranch, sweet and sour, and most recently honey mustard.&amp;nbsp; Years ago, my friend Stacey introduced me to the Turkey O'Toole at Bennigan's (love it).&amp;nbsp; It's a turkey and swiss melt with Honey Mustard on a Pretzel roll and I was hooked.&amp;nbsp; I started asking for honey mustard for my french fries everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I've even converted to honey mustard dressing.&amp;nbsp; I've even converted some of my friends to asking for honey mustard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Near my parents house is a fantastic restaurant called Babe's Chicken Dinner House (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babeschicken.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;http://www.babeschicken.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;) and I don't even really like chicken.&amp;nbsp; For my last meal in Texas, my dad took the family for dinner.  My family eats at Babe's regularly and I always get the same thing...Chicken Fingers with Amarillo Honey Mustard.  It's delicious because jalapenos are added to the mustard making it rather spicy.   Everything is served family style...salad, biscuits, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, green beans, and a daily special (today it was collard greens).&amp;nbsp; We always stuff ourselves, but I never leave without some honey mustard to go :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkyu5teU93w/Tw0MxPJc76I/AAAAAAAAB-c/9ZePmO3do4E/s1600/Babe%2527s+Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkyu5teU93w/Tw0MxPJc76I/AAAAAAAAB-c/9ZePmO3do4E/s320/Babe%2527s+Chicken.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/1085305811230818726-5896305383974908381?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/5896305383974908381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=5896305383974908381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5896305383974908381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/5896305383974908381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-honey-mustard.html' title='Day 2: Honey Mustard'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkyu5teU93w/Tw0MxPJc76I/AAAAAAAAB-c/9ZePmO3do4E/s72-c/Babe%2527s+Chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Plano, TX, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>33.0198431 -96.6988856</georss:point><georss:box>32.913332600000004 -96.8568141 33.1263536 -96.5409571</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1085305811230818726.post-4313322824659900633</id><published>2012-01-01T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:18:16.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monroe'/><title type='text'>Day 1: Monroe's Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Happy 2012!!!&amp;nbsp; Recently, I began reading "&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;The Happiness Project: Or, Why I Spent a Year Trying to  Sing in the Morning, Clean My Closets, Fight Right, Read Aristotle, and  Generally Have More Fun."  I've only read a couple chapters so far, but one of my happiness projects is be more grateful for all the amazing things in my life.  My plan is to record these things on my blog daily. &lt;/span&gt;With the new year, I&amp;nbsp;am revamping my&amp;nbsp;blog and focusing on thankfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;According to the dictionary, the word "Thanks" has 2 different meanings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefListItemContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. E&lt;span class="DefQuick"&gt;xpression of gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefList"&gt;&lt;div class="DefListItem"&gt;&lt;div class="DefListItemNumber"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2. G&lt;span class="DefQuick"&gt;ratitude for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I am thankful for my niece's (Monroe) laugh.&amp;nbsp; Monroe has an amazing laugh, but she laughs at the oddest things.&amp;nbsp; She covers her mouth with her hand and laughs with her full belly.&amp;nbsp; Currently, her favorite game is "Stealing Your Seat."&amp;nbsp; When any person gets up from thier seat, Monroe likes to "steal" it.&amp;nbsp; She thinks it's hilarious.&amp;nbsp; I love Monroe and her adorable laugh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1085305811230818726-4313322824659900633?l=courts422reporting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/feeds/4313322824659900633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1085305811230818726&amp;postID=4313322824659900633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4313322824659900633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1085305811230818726/posts/default/4313322824659900633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courts422reporting.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-january-2012-monroes-laugh.html' title='Day 1: Monroe&apos;s Laugh'/><author><name>Courtney Bickmore</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104351379955311642690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_0P8CNrQI_k/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/X6sK0JZahUo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
