<?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-8641891761751726628</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:21:24.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoffman Headlines</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7270063575411277639</id><published>2010-03-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:07:55.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I have MOVED!  Please click &lt;a href="http://randyandemily.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7270063575411277639?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7270063575411277639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7270063575411277639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7270063575411277639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7270063575411277639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-9087850904165049742</id><published>2010-03-26T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:40:30.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up</title><content type='html'>I am working on creating a new blog for various reasons... but to sum it up-it will be sooo much easier for me to access my gmail and blog account at the same time :)  Stay tuned for the new blog site!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-9087850904165049742?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/9087850904165049742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=9087850904165049742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/9087850904165049742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/9087850904165049742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/heads-up.html' title='Heads Up'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4546854175311448777</id><published>2010-03-26T11:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T11:56:53.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Site for the Frugal at Heart!</title><content type='html'>For anyone into saving some money, you should check out this amazing &lt;a href="http://savvyshopperdeals.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  She has really great ideas for how to organize your coupons, and get the best bang for your buck!  My sisters and my mom and I have tried to be better at coupon-ing, and this is a really great way to do it.  Everytime Randy and I go to the store and use coupons, Randy asks "How much did we save??"  Who doesn't want to save money while grocery shopping??  Seriously, check out her site!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4546854175311448777?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4546854175311448777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4546854175311448777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4546854175311448777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4546854175311448777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-site-for-frugal-at-heart.html' title='Amazing Site for the Frugal at Heart!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4894118068900947157</id><published>2010-03-22T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:26:54.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Obsessions :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so I've decided to tell you about the things that I am *currently* obsessed about. First, I am totally obsessed with cake decorating. Not just ANY cake decorating, but fondant! My first attempt at fondant was actually pretty successful... With a few minor bumps along the way. Let me just tell you that fondant has this amazing quality of covering up cake disasters :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been watching &lt;a href="http://tlc.discovery.com/tv/cake-boss/cake-boss.html"&gt;Cake Boss &lt;/a&gt;lately, on TLC. He is amazing! He started talking about how easy it is to make flowers, and such, and I was like "Hey, he said it was easy!" Yeah right...  (No, I did not make the flowers below.  But he called these &lt;i&gt;easy!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S6gdeMYgcXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1FFTdQIEke4/s1600-h/616850909_fefb9c9d29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451639753489281394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S6gdeMYgcXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1FFTdQIEke4/s320/616850909_fefb9c9d29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also obsessed with trying to improve my blog. Do you like the new facelift? There are so many talented people out there. How do you do it?? I'm just REALLY good at stealing ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, working out?? Did I just say that out loud? Because I'm pretty sure that I'm really not obsessed with working out. But being healthy, now we're getting on the right track! I think I am going to start counting calories, by using &lt;a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; sweet tool (which I also stole from someone else). I am determined to be healthy! I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, last obsession- looking at other people's photography skills and &lt;em&gt;dreaming&lt;/em&gt; that I had an amazing camera that could take pictures like that! Don't get me wrong. Randy and I have a great camera that suits our needs. But one day, I will have a nice camera that focuses correctly, zooms, and is just all around awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S6geVj3wuhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J-jizebWmsk/s1600-h/files.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451640704687192594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S6geVj3wuhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/J-jizebWmsk/s200/files.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obsessions. They can be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4894118068900947157?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4894118068900947157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4894118068900947157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4894118068900947157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4894118068900947157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/current-obsessions.html' title='Current Obsessions :)'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S6gdeMYgcXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1FFTdQIEke4/s72-c/616850909_fefb9c9d29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7215782054048153044</id><published>2010-03-10T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:58:35.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day was so much fun this year.  It was actually our anniversary of our first date as well, so we decided to recreate some things from our dates.  We made heart shaped pizzas, made amazing french bread, and had little pies from Burger King for desert :)  We got to hang out at home and watch a movie, and it was seriously the best day ever!  I am so lucky to have a husband like Randy.  He is always there for me.  He is so loving that sometimes I think that I don't deserve him.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fboZZ_rjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/t9TgksVTLNA/s1600-h/P1000880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fboZZ_rjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/t9TgksVTLNA/s320/P1000880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447063761389071922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the beautiful bouquet that Randy bought.  He specifically bought a calla lilly because they are one of my favorite flowers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fcNJYyATI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YHlxLDX_pHw/s1600-h/P1000886.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fcNJYyATI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YHlxLDX_pHw/s320/P1000886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447064392744173874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The amazing heart-shaped pizza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fcoJcA3XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/j7nBTQmPUvk/s1600-h/P1000891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fcoJcA3XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/j7nBTQmPUvk/s320/P1000891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447064856614198642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww... how cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fdRxB8P2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/nw_dduZGxRA/s1600-h/P1000893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fdRxB8P2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/nw_dduZGxRA/s320/P1000893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447065571616898914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least, our amaryllis that we grew, that has nothing to do with Valentine's Day.  But... it bloomed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7215782054048153044?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7215782054048153044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7215782054048153044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7215782054048153044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7215782054048153044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S5fboZZ_rjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/t9TgksVTLNA/s72-c/P1000880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7406067577967369637</id><published>2010-03-08T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:36:14.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Postings</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, and I have a few things that I need to post about.  The first post should be about Valentine's Day, and will include pictures.  The next post will be about my new curtains!  I am so excited that I finally have curtains in the living room :)  We bought some lace curtains at IKEA, and I hemmed them myself! (With the help of my sister...she's just so good at surging.)  It has been fun trying to think of ways to improve our apartment.  Okay, pictures coming soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7406067577967369637?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7406067577967369637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7406067577967369637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7406067577967369637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7406067577967369637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/03/future-postings.html' title='Future Postings'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5598419306251390721</id><published>2010-02-15T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:51:03.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dream...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe not a dream, more like a goal, but still a dream nonetheless.  I have been working out almost every day for the past two weeks, and I feel GREAT!  There is a challenge at the fitness center to workout as much as you can, and for every seven days you work out, you get a prize.  I'm not really in it for the prize as much as I am to see how many stickers I can get for the month of February.  I really want to continue to workout so faithfully, and have decided to set a goal to run a 5K.  I am still in search of the perfect 5K, and would love any suggestions from those few who actually read my blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream includes feeling great, looking great, increasing my energy, and keeping me active.  I used to love running in track and field, playing basketball, gymnastics, softball... what happened to those days??  Ah the bliss of childhood, where the only things we had to worry about were having fun and staying out of trouble.  Well I am still going to have fun!  Racquetball anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5598419306251390721?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5598419306251390721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5598419306251390721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5598419306251390721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5598419306251390721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream...'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8128966427254951675</id><published>2010-02-11T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:54:27.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>I got a new job at the community college in the financial aid department.  Yesterday was my first day, and I literally thought that my brain was going to explode.  There is sooo much involved with financial aid!  I have to learn how to use the program that they use for inputing information and such, and there are lots of screens with weird names.  I really like the people that work there though, and really think that I will enjoy it!  I don't know if I will be able to try to work two jobs, as yesterday REALLY sucked working from 8-12, and then 2-8.  All I can say is that I slept quite soundly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy is still searching, as well as waiting to hear back from the many jobs that he has applied to.  All in all, life is definitely NOT boring, and it's nice to feel like I am contributing to our finances!  It's nice to be busy.  Oh, and I am still learning all sorts of new recipes.  The other day, I made Lion House Rolls, and a carrot cake!  The carrot cake was made by Randy, my mom, and myself.  It was a spur of the moment idea :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8128966427254951675?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8128966427254951675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8128966427254951675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8128966427254951675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8128966427254951675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/02/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8420419422602512605</id><published>2010-02-01T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:05:49.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domesticity</title><content type='html'>Is that even a word?  And if so, what is its definition?  In my case, it has meant learning all sorts of new things about cooking and baking.  This week, I tried my hand at making Chicken Pot Pie, and a nice, double layer, cream-filled chocolate cake from heaven.  I mean, the picture looked easy enough, right?  The chicken pot pie was actually quite easy, and tasted REALLY good!  We had all of the ingredients, so it was nice not having to go to the store.  Here is the pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dn6jh-zVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KdRVyIkQWXg/s1600-h/P1000861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dn6jh-zVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KdRVyIkQWXg/s200/P1000861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433425731113635154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dohcv6ZsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3NqRY3g8-SM/s1600-h/P1000864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dohcv6ZsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3NqRY3g8-SM/s200/P1000864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433426399307916994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, the pie was easy, and great to eat.  The cake, however, was another story.  I was so excited to make it!  I started out by baking the cake in two 9.5" pans (I didn't have 9" like it wanted), and then let them cool.  Easy enough.  Then I worked on making the cream for the middle.  My hand mixer was going crazy, and stuff was flying all over the kitchen.  Too bad I didn't take a picture.  At first, I tried to contain the flying mixture, and then thought "what the heck" and just cleaned it up after.  I put the cream between the cakes, and trimmed the edges to make it look nicer.  Then came the frosting.  The recipe lied about how much milk to use, and the frosting didn't have nearly enough.  When I turned on the hand mixer, stuff went flying EVERYWHERE.  I tried frosting the cake, and it didn't turn out very pretty.  I didn't have enough frosting, so I repeated the stuff flying everywhere part.  Even though the cake doesn't look very pretty, it sure tasted good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dqmxgbjBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3QDzLr2YOmM/s1600-h/P1000865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dqmxgbjBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3QDzLr2YOmM/s200/P1000865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433428689802726418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2druEjeYlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AlCEsc7JZzs/s1600-h/P1000875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2druEjeYlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AlCEsc7JZzs/s200/P1000875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433429914686480978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more to come on my cooking adventures!  TTFN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8420419422602512605?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8420419422602512605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8420419422602512605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8420419422602512605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8420419422602512605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/02/domesticity.html' title='Domesticity'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S2dn6jh-zVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KdRVyIkQWXg/s72-c/P1000861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8529739215807408657</id><published>2010-01-29T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:05:10.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pants on the Ground- HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTVhcH-1QI0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTVhcH-1QI0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8529739215807408657?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8529739215807408657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8529739215807408657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8529739215807408657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8529739215807408657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/pants-on-ground-hilarious.html' title='Pants on the Ground- HILARIOUS!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4396292655514575875</id><published>2010-01-18T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:16:16.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for Jobs</title><content type='html'>I have spent all of my time searching for jobs.  As of late, there are no music teaching jobs.  I have had two interviews with a trucking insurance company, both of which went really well.  I know what you're thinking... trucking??  It's not what you think!  It's a really professional office, with really great people who work there.  I should find out in the next week or so if I got the job, so keep your fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4396292655514575875?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4396292655514575875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4396292655514575875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4396292655514575875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4396292655514575875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/searching-for-jobs.html' title='Searching for Jobs'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-2394155297896569813</id><published>2010-01-08T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:12:06.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0eRWuZJAWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OJjeYbeWn0Y/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0eRWuZJAWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OJjeYbeWn0Y/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424464095787680098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my mom's birthday, and I just wanted to let everyone know how fantastic I think she is.  She has been the best mom in the world.  Here are a few reasons why she is so special:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  She is ALWAYS there for me when I need her.&lt;br /&gt;2.  She loves all of us, no matter how many dumb things we do.&lt;br /&gt;3.  She loves Disneyland just as much as I do :)&lt;br /&gt;4.  She has given me some of the best advice of my life.&lt;br /&gt;5.  She has also given me a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Her testimony is unwavering, and she has taught me so much.&lt;br /&gt;7.  She knows how to have a good time, and is AMAZING at games :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mom!  I love you very much!  I hope that this birthday is a special one! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-2394155297896569813?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/2394155297896569813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=2394155297896569813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2394155297896569813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2394155297896569813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0eRWuZJAWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OJjeYbeWn0Y/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-107299697614257276</id><published>2010-01-06T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:31:02.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>There are multiple posts below because I am trying to catch up on blogging.  And what's with the Disneyland music??  I LOVE DISNEYLAND!  Randy and I will hopefully be going there soon, and I needed to put it on here because it just makes me so happy.  Okay, happy blogging! &lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(You are not obligated to read any of the following posts)&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/8641891761751726628-107299697614257276?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/107299697614257276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=107299697614257276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/107299697614257276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/107299697614257276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8569236992833138886</id><published>2010-01-06T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:26:18.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0UbqJUD5MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAFC7-EDoxk/s1600-h/P1000860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0UbqJUD5MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAFC7-EDoxk/s400/P1000860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423771737106146498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy and I recently moved to a new apartment, which is cheaper and bigger.  Not a bad combination, right?  The carpet can get really dirty, really fast, so we decided to get a new rug.  I have been searching KSL.com and all sorts of places to see about getting used rugs, and everything was sooo expensive!  We found this awesome rug at Tai Pan today, and we bought it.  It was much cheaper than any of the other rugs that I had seen.  I can't wait to continue to decorate our apartment, and make it our own.  Since I don't have a job yet, most of my time is spent searching for jobs, and trying to think of ways to make our apartment as cute as it can be on a budget.  Any ideas are appreciated! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8569236992833138886?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8569236992833138886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8569236992833138886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8569236992833138886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8569236992833138886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-rug.html' title='New Rug!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0UbqJUD5MI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAFC7-EDoxk/s72-c/P1000860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8638908822441098714</id><published>2010-01-06T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:02:58.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, I really have to be better about blogging!!  Randy and I had a wonderful Christmas together.  Finances are still tight, so we bought a little miniature Christmas tree and decorated it.  I surprised Randy by buying it because I told him we couldn't afford anything.  Then I found a really great deal at Kohl's on a tree (even though it's small!) and a cute wreath for the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0UP9Ubz8wI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oOoLobtPbIU/s400/P1000845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423758872369427202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aren't the presents pretty?  Someone gave us Christmas wrapping paper and ribbon for Christmas, and we had TONS of fun wrapping the presents and making them look cute!  We spent Christmas Eve with both of our families.  First we ate dinner with my family.  Every year we have different kind of soups.  Then we went over to Randy's parents to visit with his family.  Nate was here from Arizona, so it was nice to see him.  Randy's oldest sister wasn't able to be here for Christmas, but she was here the week before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Christmas morning, Randy was soo excited to wake up!  Okay, actually, I was the one who was excited :)  Here is Randy, loving his Christmas presents.  He looks a little funny in this picture.  He either loves, or hates the blanket.  I made it myself!  Maybe he's confused?  I mean, why would a BYU fan make a U of U blanket?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0URez9bkJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O77vM0CXovA/s400/P1000854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423760547279245458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8638908822441098714?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8638908822441098714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8638908822441098714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8638908822441098714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8638908822441098714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/S0UP9Ubz8wI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oOoLobtPbIU/s72-c/P1000845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5626762027874152912</id><published>2009-12-04T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:45:24.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>It has been too long since I last posted anything.  I have a bunch of pictures on Randy's camera, but I don't know where the cable is to download them to the computer.  We are moving out of our apartment soon, and I can't wait.  Our neighbors don't know how to be quiet at 3:00 AM.  The new apartment will be bigger AND $200.00 cheaper.  Hooray!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited for Christmas!  Thanksgiving was a blast.  We had dinner with my family and played games.  On black Friday, Randy and I decided to sleep, but we went to Target at 10:00 am and got Elf.  Later, we went and ate dinner with Randy's family who was in town.  It was good to see everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have one full week of student teaching left.  It has been a good experience, but I can't wait to be done.  It will be nice to be in charge of my own class where the students won't see me as just the "student teacher" :)  There is one girl who must not think that i know much.  Listen to this story.  We were playing music Bingo, and the teacher clapped the rhythm wrong, so she asked me to help and I fixed it.  A few minutes later, the know it all girl said "Can you clap the one rhythm where you had to help Mrs. Hoffman?"  Yeah, that's right.  She thought that I was the one who needed help.  Lol, not that it really matters.  I just want to the kids to believe that I know more than them.  Way more.  Randy would call me a music snob right now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5626762027874152912?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5626762027874152912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5626762027874152912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5626762027874152912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5626762027874152912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-for-holidays.html' title='Back for the Holidays'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7546272866063192993</id><published>2009-10-25T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:28:20.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Married</title><content type='html'>The wedding was perfect.  Seriously, the day was amazing, and Randy and I are so happy.  We went to San Diego for our honeymoon, and it was really relaxing.  I promise that pictures will be coming soon from the wedding/honeymoon/etc.  I just wanted to tell you all what a wonderful husband I have!  The other day, he got me all worried about where we put some checks that people gave us from the wedding, and he couldn't find them.  So I spent about a half an hour looking for them, and finally found them.  When he got home, he brought me some beautiful flowers.  I asked them what they were for, and he said he felt bad for making me so worried earlier.  Isn't that sweet??  They are really pretty and add some Fall splash to our little apartment :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SuR8F8xyASI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L-sX3PkJqQ0/s320/P1000835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396574695152812322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7546272866063192993?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7546272866063192993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7546272866063192993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7546272866063192993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7546272866063192993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-married.html' title='Just Married'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SuR8F8xyASI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L-sX3PkJqQ0/s72-c/P1000835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8151291387946923314</id><published>2009-10-12T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:11:28.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE DAYS!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have been terrible at trying to keep up on my blog.  All you need to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I AM GETTING MARRIED IN THREE DAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2.  Student teaching is going REALLY well, and Leah rocks!&lt;br /&gt;3.  I AM GETTING MARRIED IN THREE DAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4.  I love Randy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the opportunity to go through the Jordan River Temple on Saturday, and that was such an awesome experience.  It was great that so much of my family could be there for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 15th, here I come, ready or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8151291387946923314?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8151291387946923314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8151291387946923314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8151291387946923314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8151291387946923314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-days.html' title='THREE DAYS!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-2197933156044686084</id><published>2009-08-31T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:37:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Birthday&lt;/b&gt;: 2 days&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wedding&lt;/b&gt;: 45 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graduation&lt;/b&gt;: 106 days, depending on whether or not I count the last concert of student teaching, which I did in this case :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are all countdowns to VERY exciting things!  I have a very busy semester, full of life-changing events.  Student teaching is going really well, and I am so glad that I student teach with Leah Tarrant!  She's amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-2197933156044686084?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/2197933156044686084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=2197933156044686084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2197933156044686084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2197933156044686084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/08/count-downs.html' title='Count Downs'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-3588543786836399556</id><published>2009-08-21T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:48:33.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Teaching</title><content type='html'>I start student teaching next Monday, and I am kind of scared.  The teacher is super nice though, and I am excited about that.  It will be an interesting semester, full of many changes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October, November, and December are my favorite months of the year.  I love getting ready for the holidays and I can't wait to decorate my own little apartment!  That is, hopefully we will finally find an apartment :)  I didn't know what a pain that would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-3588543786836399556?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/3588543786836399556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=3588543786836399556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/3588543786836399556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/3588543786836399556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/08/student-teaching.html' title='Student Teaching'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5637787395007052656</id><published>2009-08-17T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:45:51.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Engagements</title><content type='html'>Randy's sister, Anna, took some amazing pictures for our engagements! We took them at an old train station in Brigham City. She did such a great job, and we are so thankful to her. I didn't want to put all of the pictures up, because we are using some for the announcement, so here are just a few of our many favorites :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6YFZCwkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zPh3Bz_nfO8/s1600-h/Engagement+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6YFZCwkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zPh3Bz_nfO8/s320/Engagement+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370958584798691906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6KYjDfWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5VmtQ33E4Bg/s1600-h/Emily+Randy+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6KYjDfWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5VmtQ33E4Bg/s320/Emily+Randy+BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370958349422787938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6F4lMrbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Dfrc7omAsuA/s1600-h/Emily+Randy+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6F4lMrbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Dfrc7omAsuA/s320/Emily+Randy+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370958272122367410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6BXL6rSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CIag1PBxAMo/s1600-h/Emily+Randy+kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6BXL6rSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CIag1PBxAMo/s320/Emily+Randy+kissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370958194438483234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol50WoS_LI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IZs7xrWgDNc/s1600-h/Emily+Randy+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol50WoS_LI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IZs7xrWgDNc/s320/Emily+Randy+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370957970950782130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol57QZMnJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yZnl7Sp9B50/s1600-h/Emily+Randy+eyes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol57QZMnJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yZnl7Sp9B50/s320/Emily+Randy+eyes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370958089535921298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait until October 15th!!  Dress, bought and paid for.  Flowers, done.  Cake, done.  Decorator arranged.  Engagements, done.  Luncheon location, done.  Bridesmaid dresses, being worked on.  Oh, and most importantly, the colors are chosen :)  That was the hardest thing of all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5637787395007052656?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5637787395007052656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5637787395007052656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5637787395007052656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5637787395007052656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-engagements.html' title='Some Engagements'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/Sol6YFZCwkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zPh3Bz_nfO8/s72-c/Engagement+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7662376472322690276</id><published>2009-07-31T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:54:00.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Randy</title><content type='html'>So everyone has been bugging me to post pictures of Randy, so here are some from his trip.  It's sad to say that there is only one picture of us together, and I don't like it very much.  We are getting our engagement pictures done today though, so we will have more pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMSTGZeGrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8HGYKq6k-Xs/s1600-h/Randy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMSTGZeGrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8HGYKq6k-Xs/s400/Randy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364651700472650418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Randy at Jimmy Hendricks(x)? grave.  Yep, he's amazingly good looking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMTDpM_hsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w_KN91tmSlE/s1600-h/Randy+and+bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMTDpM_hsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w_KN91tmSlE/s400/Randy+and+bro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652534449276610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Randy and his brother Nate at some waterfall.  Randy is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMS0XWsieI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rnOT4hjnFN0/s1600-h/Randy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMS0XWsieI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rnOT4hjnFN0/s400/Randy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364652271960099298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, this is Randy stuffing his face full of hot dog.  Very attractive.  I just had to add it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's it for now!  I'll post more of the two of us together at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7662376472322690276?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7662376472322690276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7662376472322690276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7662376472322690276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7662376472322690276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-of-randy.html' title='Pictures of Randy'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SnMSTGZeGrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8HGYKq6k-Xs/s72-c/Randy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-3122499223313441212</id><published>2009-07-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:25:11.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>Okay, since I'm not married, I hope that none of you guessed that I'm having a baby.  But, I am ENGAGED!!!  I am so excited!  I am marrying Randy Hoffman, on October 15th.  I met him through David, since they have been friends since Jr. High.  Apparently Randy thought I was cute, and decided to ask me out for Valentine's Day, but tried to make it as un-romantic as possible.  Neither of us was convinced about anything after that first date.  I mean, it was fine, but perhaps a little awkward?  Needless to say, a month later, Randy finally decided to ask me out again (he claims it was because he was sick).  This date was much better, and Randy enjoyed watching me try to eat pie without a fork in a movie theater.  Yes, we snuck it in, and it was awesome.  We hadn't been dating very long when I left for a month for Europe.  I think this was the time where we grew the most because we had the opportunity to be apart from eachother, and I decided that I knew what I wanted.  That's pretty much it!  We haven't been dating for too long, but we know it's the right thing to do.  He is such a wonderful guy!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I love Randy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  He ALWAYS makes me feel special&lt;br /&gt;2.  He makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;3.  He is extremely handsome&lt;br /&gt;4.  He has a brain that amazes me, seriously, he's soo smart&lt;br /&gt;5.  His love for the gospel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will start posting more, but it seems like I am always busy working, or hanging out with my fiance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-3122499223313441212?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/3122499223313441212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=3122499223313441212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/3122499223313441212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/3122499223313441212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5136863912828534576</id><published>2009-06-09T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:07:22.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I'm finally home!  I have been gone on a month long tour of Europe with the University of Utah Singers.  We ended in Germany, with the international chamber choir competition in Marktoberdorf, and we got first place!!  Very exciting.  We started the tour in the Czech Republic, then moved on to Slovakia, Hungary, Croatia, Slovenia, Italy, Austria, and Germany.  Phew!  Basically, I don't want to see the inside of a bus, plane, or my suitcase for a long, long time.  I have a ton of pictures, so I will try to post some of them soon.  All I can say is that I'm grateful for the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  drinking fountains&lt;br /&gt;2.  restrooms that don't cost money&lt;br /&gt;3.  my own bed&lt;br /&gt;4.  thoroughly cooked meat&lt;br /&gt;5.  less smoke in the air&lt;br /&gt;6.  choosing what I want to wear for the day, rather than letting a wardrobe schedule tell me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like that's a pretty good list for now.  I can't wait to catch up with everyone's blogs!  It feels like I've been gone forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5136863912828534576?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5136863912828534576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5136863912828534576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5136863912828534576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5136863912828534576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-1150508179347638314</id><published>2009-05-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:25:51.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been a while, but I have had absolutely no time lately.  I am right in the middle of finals at the moment, and I am also leaving for Europe in less than a week!!  If I can survive my history final tomorrow morning, life will be so much better.  One more paper to write, and one more project to do for my instrumental rehearsal techniques class.  A concert Friday, packing Saturday, a concert Sunday, and then off I go!!  So much to do, so little time... I will be able to put many pictures up from my trip though, so look forward to an exciting little piece of Eastern Europe soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-1150508179347638314?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/1150508179347638314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=1150508179347638314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/1150508179347638314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/1150508179347638314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-time.html' title='No Time'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8332581239087525742</id><published>2009-04-21T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:40:32.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing...</title><content type='html'>Randy, this post is just for you!! If you need a good laugh, try watching these videos.  They make me laugh hysterically every time.  I dont know why... You have to watch the normal one first, and then the slow motion, which is BY FAR the best :)  Enjoy!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-azqXygCzO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-azqXygCzO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow Motion :) HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s8UdbPE4-oU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s8UdbPE4-oU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8332581239087525742?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8332581239087525742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8332581239087525742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8332581239087525742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8332581239087525742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing...'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-1719196980627866802</id><published>2009-04-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:09:42.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals?  Already?!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe how fast this semester has flown by.  It seems like just a few weeks ago we were shoveling our sidewalks and lived in a winter wonderland... oh wait, that was just a few weeks ago :)  I am so happy that Spring is finally here!  Right now, I am wearing a skirt, and I didn't even bring a jacket to school.  What an amazing feeling!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave for Europe in three weeks, and it seems like there is still so much that I have to do before I leave.  We have tons of music that I need to memorize, but at least I will be able to do some of that on the plane ride over!  I have a few projects left for finals that I am working on (or should be working instead of blogging) but I got started yesterday and they won't be as bad as I originally thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I will have some pictures to post soon from some family things and from Easter.  I hope everyone had a great Easter, because I sure did!  I am loving life right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I am grateful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Warm weather and sunshine on my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Great friends and a loving family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Pineapples Mmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  FLIP FLOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-1719196980627866802?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/1719196980627866802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=1719196980627866802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/1719196980627866802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/1719196980627866802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/04/finals-already.html' title='Finals?  Already?!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4382080747750175245</id><published>2009-04-12T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:38:21.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. You Are Pretty</title><content type='html'>This semester, I had the opportunity to "pre-student teach" at Hillcrest Jr. High.  I chose to do the boy's choir, thinking that I would learn the most from that difficult group, and yes, they are difficult :)  It turned out to be such a great experience!  I went for ten weeks, and got to do warm-ups with the boys, do some voice testing (you know, because their voices are definitely unpredictable at this age) and even got to teach them parts of songs.  What an awesome experience!  They definitely weren't little angels, but they were sweet enough.  Friday was my last day, and it was actually kind of sad for me.  The boys found out it was my last day and got together and made me a home-made card.  The front says "Thank you Mrs. Hackett" (yep, Mrs.!) with a huge, and somewhat scary looking smiley face.  The boys wrote very nice things.  One of them wrote "Good luck!!! P.S. You are pretty".  Lol it made me laugh.  They were great boys to work with!  I think that I will end up teaching Middle School.  There's something inside of me that says that's where I need to be.  I can't wait to student teach in the fall!  Teaching will be such a trying but rewarding experience.  I hope that I have a boys choir just like the ones that I just left :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4382080747750175245?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4382080747750175245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4382080747750175245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4382080747750175245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4382080747750175245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/04/ps-you-are-cute.html' title='P.S. You Are Pretty'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4553697040843032668</id><published>2009-04-06T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:40:05.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>Thank you to all of you who were able to come to my Senior Recital.  It is such a relief to have it over!  I did have a good time, although there were some technical difficulties with my voice :)  14 songs is a lot to sing, and I'm just glad that I didn't pass out.  Hopefully I will be able to get some pictures up soon.  In the mean time... Happy April!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4553697040843032668?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4553697040843032668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4553697040843032668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4553697040843032668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4553697040843032668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanks.html' title='Thanks!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4727209154460229660</id><published>2009-03-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:30:31.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Spring Break was last week, and the weather was amazing!!  Boy do I miss the warm sunshine.  I got to sleep in a couple of days, so that was pretty nice.  I also got to spend some time with a friend from Virginia, and that was really fun.  I got to see my brother that I haven't seen in forever!  I went with him to a friend's party, where a guy spilled cheese grease all over my shirt.... exciting. Luckily, it came out :)  I had to prepare for my Senior Recital by doing a preview for my teacher and my advisor, so that was kind of stressful, and I'm glad that I didn't mess up too much.  By the way, my Senior Recital is April 1st at 6:00 p.m. so come!  I am singing 14 songs, by myself, and need all the support I can get :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have the urge to go someplace warm right now.  How about St. George?  Moab maybe?  San Diego?  I actually won't be able to go anywhere until after Europe in June, because I don't have any time off of school.  I've decided that I really want to go camping this summer when I get home.  I haven't been camping in a while.  Basically I am just dreaming about warm times....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4727209154460229660?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4727209154460229660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4727209154460229660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4727209154460229660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4727209154460229660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4540180897185114415</id><published>2009-03-20T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:41:31.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pirates</title><content type='html'>So my brother in law had pirate costumes and my nieces dressed up and came in swinging swords and yelling "aargh!" So cute :)  Here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScRC-XBUb_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/1gkcLC0MHIo/s1600-h/Random+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScRC-XBUb_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/1gkcLC0MHIo/s320/Random+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315447099302899698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love Lizzie's face in this one.  Classic "pirate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScRDkpW3_eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6r2ZxsJ5sQg/s1600-h/Random+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScRDkpW3_eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6r2ZxsJ5sQg/s320/Random+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315447757060177378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScREChena1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/sZM1uyGqf1c/s1600-h/Random+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScREChena1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/sZM1uyGqf1c/s320/Random+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315448270341237586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pirates are now scheming... "How are we going to get these adults to give us all the ice cream?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, who could say no to the cutest pirates ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScREgTg4t1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/9x_ZhdkMtOA/s1600-h/Random+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScREgTg4t1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/9x_ZhdkMtOA/s320/Random+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315448781988738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then on another day, Lizzie came to my house and brought Spencer's pirate hat from Disneyland.  She wanted me to try it on.  What a great day to be a pirate :)&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/8641891761751726628-4540180897185114415?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4540180897185114415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4540180897185114415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4540180897185114415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4540180897185114415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-pirates.html' title='My Little Pirates'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/ScRC-XBUb_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/1gkcLC0MHIo/s72-c/Random+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7474185951439280273</id><published>2009-03-08T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:50:19.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Mine</title><content type='html'>Last Monday I had the opportunity to sing "Baby Mine" with three other girls in Singers at our POP concert.  It was so much fun!  My friend Rachel arranged the song, and gave me the solo part.  I was really excited, but right before I went up to sing I got really nervous... Luckily, we all sounded great, and received many compliments from everyone there.  My dad was so funny.  We got in the car and he said "Emily, you have such a beautiful voice!  I mean, I knew you could sing, but that was beautiful!"  Thanks Dad :)  It's funny because he hears me practicing at home, but usually my practicing consists of weird warm-ups, and screeching "high" notes.  So I don't think my dad knew that I know how to actually sing songs.  I also have my Senior Recital on April 1st- a solo recital where I will be singing many songs from my years as a voice student at the U.  Hopefully I can get all of my songs learned in time!!  Maybe I will figure out a way to put Baby Mine on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot WAIT until Spring Break!!  One more week until freedom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7474185951439280273?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7474185951439280273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7474185951439280273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7474185951439280273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7474185951439280273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-mine.html' title='Baby Mine'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5654684747662088345</id><published>2009-02-21T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:21:17.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures!  Although they're not from tonight, they're still of the University of Utah Singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDf-drpe1I/AAAAAAAAACs/gkGneR_D5h0/s1600-h/Singers+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDf-drpe1I/AAAAAAAAACs/gkGneR_D5h0/s320/Singers+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305486625255029586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you love the "in-the-middle-of-singing" pictures? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDfuiN-tmI/AAAAAAAAACk/r7OduLl_Wpc/s1600-h/Singers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDfuiN-tmI/AAAAAAAAACk/r7OduLl_Wpc/s320/Singers+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305486351594862178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Marianne and me at "retreat" (really, it's just a two day rehearsal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDggbtiZaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BZSaMWqg3q8/s1600-h/Singers+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDggbtiZaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BZSaMWqg3q8/s320/Singers+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305487208841635234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo tired.  We had our "Te Deum" concert tonight, and sang two German Latin songs, three Slovenian songs, and a regular Latin song.  Fun fun!  Hard to memorize... Singers is definitely a lot more work this semester since we are getting ready to go on tour in May.  I can't wait!!!  Has anyone seen the movie Taken?  After I saw it, I told my friends that I wasn't so sure that I want to go to Europe anymore.  But I'll be in a big group, so I'll be okay.  Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a very good-looking violin player at our concert tonight.  Good distraction from my aching arms that were holding the music :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5654684747662088345?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5654684747662088345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5654684747662088345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5654684747662088345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5654684747662088345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/02/singers.html' title='Singers!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SaDf-drpe1I/AAAAAAAAACs/gkGneR_D5h0/s72-c/Singers+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-2802920990434175796</id><published>2009-02-07T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:05:07.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness=BLAH!</title><content type='html'>Why do we get sick??  I have had this nasty cold for a couple of days, and it is not fun at all.  Everyone in my singing group is getting sick, my co-workers are sick, and even my piano students are sick, so I was bound to catch it at some point.  Hopefully I will feel better soon.  I told someone today that my head feels like a brick with a small drain, and a man is on the inside chiseling away.  That's just how I felt!  Too bad I don't have any random guy stories to talk about.  Those are always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went and saw "Taken" with some of my friends from work, and it was awesome!  It was suspenseful, but I had a lot of fun.  We went to Cafe Rio before the movie, and I got an enchilada.  Yum!  Cafe Rio rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-2802920990434175796?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/2802920990434175796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=2802920990434175796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2802920990434175796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/2802920990434175796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/02/sicknessblah.html' title='Sickness=BLAH!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-728603683621928422</id><published>2009-01-31T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:15:10.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SYU9HXMTIcI/AAAAAAAAACc/uG2vjUJn4As/s1600-h/disneyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SYU9HXMTIcI/AAAAAAAAACc/uG2vjUJn4As/s400/disneyland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297707733365236162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, this is where I want to be at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now on to some random thoughts.  Why do I tend to attract old men at my work??  Old men are always coming in, telling me how pretty I am, or making other random comments.  The other night, I helped set up for a basketball game, and this old man who was a referee was like hitting on me.  When I asked him if there was anything else I could do for him, his response was "well, if I were 20 years younger I could definitely think of something!"  CREEPY!!!  Then tonight, this guy that I see all of the time said something interesting.  He is like in his early forties maybe.  Anyway, he stopped me in the hallway at work today and said "Emily, come here!  I have to tell you this.  Every time I see you, you get hotter and hotter!  I mean, what's going on?  Are you getting taller?  Well, keep up the good work!"  What is that??  How do I respond to that??  "Uhh... thanks?  I guess?"  Anyway, these are just some random thoughts.  I really do want to be in Disneyland right now.  I love it there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-728603683621928422?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/728603683621928422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=728603683621928422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/728603683621928422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/728603683621928422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SYU9HXMTIcI/AAAAAAAAACc/uG2vjUJn4As/s72-c/disneyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-4272585664446411036</id><published>2009-01-24T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:05:50.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing Test</title><content type='html'>This is a typing test that I found on my cousin's blog, and I decided to try it.  It's a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;116 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Typingtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-4272585664446411036?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/4272585664446411036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=4272585664446411036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4272585664446411036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/4272585664446411036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/typing-test.html' title='Typing Test'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-5026393386746103711</id><published>2009-01-24T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:21:40.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iceberg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I figured that it would probably be good to let everyone know what happened on my "30 minute blind hang-out" at Iceberg.  I met him there, and he was pretty cute, and taller than me, so I figured it wouldn't be too bad.  After we got our shakes, we sat down and started talking.  Well, I was doing most of the talking.  It seemed like he was really comfortable with silence, and I couldn't handle it.  So I would give him chances to ask questions or make comments, and he wouldn't do it!  He did ask me a few, but I was the one that was driving the conversation.  When I looked at my phone, it was 10:00 and I was surprised because we passed the 30 minute mark.  I wanted to go home, because it really seemed like he wasn't interested, and I wasn't interested in trying to drag on the conversation any longer.  Anyway, I went home, and the next day his sister in law talked to me and asked me how it went.  I told her that he was a nice guy, but that he didn't really talk very much, so I assumed that he wasn't interested.  She told me that he was interested, and that he would probably call me again.  Maybe if he talked more, I wouldn't mind going again, but only if he talks!  I mean, seriously, we didn't know each other.  He could have asked me anything in the world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;School is going fairly well, although it has taken up all of my extra time.  I wake up early every day, teach piano, and work two days a week.  I have a communications class that seems like it will be pretty intense.  He keeps talking about English 2010, and it has seriously been 5 years since I took that class.  I don't remember ever learning about Ethos, Pathos, Logos stuff... So hopefully I can figure it out!  I am also in the Singers, and we have a lot to do this semester before our competition in Europe.  Last weekend, we had our "retreat", which was a lot of work.  We sang all night Friday, and all day Saturday.  We even had a recording session on the Monday after.  Needless to say, my voice was pretty dead.  But I love being in Singers!  It is so much fun, and I can't wait to go to EUROPE!!!  I am already brainstorming about how in the world I am going to fit in my concert attire, and some other necessities into one suitcase AND have room for souvenirs.  Any ideas??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-5026393386746103711?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/5026393386746103711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=5026393386746103711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5026393386746103711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/5026393386746103711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/iceberg.html' title='Iceberg'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-6233813146624629594</id><published>2009-01-14T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:22:12.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkwardness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There are many awkward moments that we have in life.  So why are all of my awkward moments happening so frequently now?  I was in an uncomfortable situation the other day on TRAX, when I saw someone who was definitely not expecting to see me.  I tried to be as normal as possible, asked him how his classes went, what he's up to, and got one word answers in return.  He didn't even smile!  Soooo awkward.... I saw this person again today.  Awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Awkward moment number two happened when a guy called me last night.  This guy got my number from someone in my ward.  We talked for a while, and he finally just said "well, I don't know how many blind dates you've been on, but I've been on like a million.  I've found that the best way to do it is to hang out for like 30 minutes, and if we like each other, we go from there, and if we don't, we can go our separate ways..."  So I am supposed to meet him (he's not picking me up!)at a place next week to see if he approves of me.  I sense another awkward situation coming while I am standing there, looking around for someone that I don't even know, wondering "so why am I doing this dating thing again??"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Awkward moments.  Can't we live life without them?  Apparently not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-6233813146624629594?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/6233813146624629594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=6233813146624629594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/6233813146624629594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/6233813146624629594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/awkwardness.html' title='Awkwardness...'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-7075462679731368000</id><published>2009-01-09T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:30:51.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Trouble in Downtown SLC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWfm718veCI/AAAAAAAAACU/LrF2obVyHzE/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWfm718veCI/AAAAAAAAACU/LrF2obVyHzE/s400/car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289450203138455586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, I have to post about this now before I forget how good I feel... and before I actually have to pay for my car to be fixed.  So today my friend Annie and I were going to visit my dear old friend Melissa and her little baby.  I was soo excited that I would finally be able to see her!  Well, everything was going smoothly until I got off the freeway and entered downtown SLC.  We were driving next to a truck, when all of the sudden my car started making a REALLY loud noise...  The only way to describe it is when you think of a quiet neighborhood and some teenager drives up the street and has one of those really loud, and I mean REALLY loud cars that moms just shake their heads at.  My car was roaring!  At first I thought it was the truck next to me.  Anyway, I pulled over, and tried to call my mom- no answer, my dad- no answer, my friend the mechanic- no answer, and my sister- who said sorry and proceeded to tell me about sippy cups that she bought.  No offense, Amy, but at a time like that I didn't really care to hear about it.  Annie ended up calling her dad and their mechanic just happened to be a few blocks away from us.  I was worried that if we went there, I would have to pay an enormous amount of money.  My friend John- the life saver, ended up coming with his car, just in case we needed a ride, and drove my car to the mechanic place and basically took over.  Thanks John!  I had no idea what I was doing.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;John prepared me for the worst by telling me to say goodbye to my car if it was an engine problem, because it wouldn't be worth fixing.  I prepared myself for the worst.  The mechanic turned on my car, revved the engine, and said "you have a hole in your exhaust pipe".  Yay!  Just a little hole in the exhaust pipe!  I don't have to say goodbye to my car after all!  I can't explain the joy that I felt, seeing as how this is my baby, my first car :)  Annie and I had an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; cold drive, because the mechanic said that we could get Carbon Monoxide poisoning if we didn't drive with the windows down.  We made it home, ate some soup, and I called my mechanic friend who said that he would call his dad to see if he could fix it.  Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now for the blessings!  Basically I am very grateful that Annie was with me, and that her family's mechanic was so close.  I am also grateful for my friend John, that left work to come and help me out.  And I am so, so grateful that it will hopefully be an easy fix.  So many blessings!  And I am very proud that I kept a smile on my face the whole time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-7075462679731368000?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/7075462679731368000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=7075462679731368000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7075462679731368000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/7075462679731368000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/car-trouble-in-downtown-slc.html' title='Car Trouble in Downtown SLC!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWfm718veCI/AAAAAAAAACU/LrF2obVyHzE/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8227678421334807307</id><published>2009-01-06T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:32:41.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So this post is dedicated to my wonderful family, and all of the good times that we have together!  We have done some pretty fun things like playing games, sledding, talking, laughing, you know, just hanging out.  I am so grateful for the wonderful family that I have, and I honestly don't know what I would do without them.  Here are some pictures to sum up my break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWYzbqveGfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T2PjnsCe4_I/s1600-h/DSCN0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWYzbqveGfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T2PjnsCe4_I/s200/DSCN0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288971362816104946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY1UHRkvvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fquzWyC2zZo/s1600-h/Jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY1UHRkvvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fquzWyC2zZo/s200/Jamie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288973432059641586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My nieces found my snorkeling stuff that I got in Hawaii.  They &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;enjoyed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY3p3DRMfI/AAAAAAAAABE/_srVPECl8UQ/s1600-h/Sisters+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY3p3DRMfI/AAAAAAAAABE/_srVPECl8UQ/s320/Sisters+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288976004685050354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We took our traditional Sisters picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY5aDatp7I/AAAAAAAAABc/rv1IA_Hxivo/s1600-h/Sledding+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY5aDatp7I/AAAAAAAAABc/rv1IA_Hxivo/s200/Sledding+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288977932149958578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY4XvckZzI/AAAAAAAAABM/DlHjeG6_AHU/s1600-h/Sledding+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY4XvckZzI/AAAAAAAAABM/DlHjeG6_AHU/s200/Sledding+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288976792917665586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY5z9-8FeI/AAAAAAAAABk/mdJfVMeRUcs/s1600-h/Sledding+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I took my niece sledding for the first time.  She loved it!  Amy put on Travis' snow boots to come out and take pictures, but that was it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY7fUEWqKI/AAAAAAAAABs/DOTV1m0Ji5E/s1600-h/Martinellis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY7fUEWqKI/AAAAAAAAABs/DOTV1m0Ji5E/s200/Martinellis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288980221542181026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY7vp2K_qI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RZI6Fkepoak/s1600-h/Emily+Laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY7vp2K_qI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RZI6Fkepoak/s200/Emily+Laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288980502266183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The most important thing about being together as a family is laughing.  And we did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of laughing!  I love the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY79BaFTqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bZGQCmTJs6I/s1600-h/Mom+and+Jamie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY79BaFTqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bZGQCmTJs6I/s200/Mom+and+Jamie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288980731929120418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For New Year's Eve, my family got together and played games.  Has anyone ever played the game "BANG!"?  It is a really fun game!  We also had fondue.  It was so yummy!  I don't have any pictures from New Year's Eve though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY-fxV6JOI/AAAAAAAAACE/1ZDLVItHeI0/s1600-h/Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWY-fxV6JOI/AAAAAAAAACE/1ZDLVItHeI0/s320/Christ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288983527935321314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am also very grateful for the opportunity that we had to celebrate our Lord's birth.  I hope that in the future I can do more to remember the birth of our Savior during this wonderful time of year.  I hope that everyone had a great holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8227678421334807307?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8227678421334807307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8227678421334807307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8227678421334807307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8227678421334807307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-time.html' title='Family Time!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SWYzbqveGfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/T2PjnsCe4_I/s72-c/DSCN0479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8165801443035335519</id><published>2008-12-30T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:33:19.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SVrQRTrr4aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9NQkp3ueZb8/s1600-h/DSCN0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SVrQRTrr4aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9NQkp3ueZb8/s320/DSCN0438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285766108432556450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, it has been forever since I last posted, and I am getting some flack about it.. so here it goes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This year, 2008, has been pretty crazy!  There have been so many good times, as well as some bad.  The biggest events that stick out in my mind actually start in the summer.  I still work at the pool, and really enjoy it.  I have so many great friends there.  I got to go to Moab with my friend Annie and her family, which was a blast!  That trip made me realize that there are so many places and so many things that I want to do in my life.  Here are some of them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    1.  Travel and try new things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    2.  Go to the Grand Canyon (it might sound lame, but I want to go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    3.  Scuba Dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    4.  Kayak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    5.  Rock Climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    6.  Go to New Zealand and Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    7.  Go to Alaska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    8.  River rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    9.  Yellowstone baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    10.  Boating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hopefully I can do some of these things throughout my life time.  The next thing that comes to mind when I reflect on this year is, of course, my trip to Disneyland!  Who wouldn't love a trip to Disneyland??  I am definitely a fan :)  As far as school goes, I was very blessed to make it into the University of Utah Singers.  What a great experience this has been!  We get to travel to Europe next May, and I am so excited!  I had a very busy semester, with 18 credit hours, but luckily I managed to get a 4.0!  The Lord has truly blessed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One interesting thing about the end of my year has been dating again.  How weird!!!  I am not used to getting phone calls or questions about going out.  Rochelle, my boss and friend, is now my dating counselor!  I hope she really enjoys how much I will be bugging her about boys!!  The holidays (Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas) have been especially great this year.  I absolutely love being with my family!  I am so grateful for my family, and for the good friends that I have.  Everyone has really helped me out this year with the many trials that I have faced.  Thank you.  I am so grateful for the many blessings that I have in my life.  I am grateful for the spirit of peace that I have felt throughout the last month.  I am grateful for our Lord, Jesus Christ, and that we are able to celebrate his birth.  I hope that I can remember what I have learned from this year, and make next year even better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641891761751726628-8165801443035335519?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8165801443035335519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8165801443035335519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8165801443035335519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8165801443035335519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-year.html' title='My Year'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NpHrg8D8KtE/SVrQRTrr4aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9NQkp3ueZb8/s72-c/DSCN0438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641891761751726628.post-8663239185173830074</id><published>2008-11-24T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:51:48.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My sister Amy is now addicted to blogging, and told me that I should do it... so, here is my first post!  I know nothing about blogging, and it will probably take me a while to get used to things.  I also have no idea what to post, since most of the blogs that I have seen are married people with cute kids to show off.  I am not married, and do not have any cute kids to show off besides my nieces and nephew.  I guess I could talk about school!  Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;School is almost out for the semester and I can't wait!  It has been a long, hard semester.  I am attending the University of Utah, and I have 18 credit hours.  I am majoring in Music Education.  I am very blessed to be here at the U in the music program.  It was a good choice for me, despite what my family/extended family may think! :)  I am still a BYU fan though!  Music is absolutely great!  I have been able to direct my ward choir for the past year which has really helped me a lot.  They don't get away with much though, because the more conducting classes I take at school, the pickier I become.  It will be neat to student teach next Fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I'm sure as I figure out this blogging stuff I will find cuter things to do, have pictures to post, and tales to tell.  You will have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; much fun reading up on my life!&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/8641891761751726628-8663239185173830074?l=emilyhackett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/feeds/8663239185173830074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8641891761751726628&amp;postID=8663239185173830074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8663239185173830074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641891761751726628/posts/default/8663239185173830074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilyhackett.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
