<?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-6191405536055702334</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:20.642-08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='Friendship bracelets'/><category term='Valentines Day'/><category term='Androids IPhones Friday night lights'/><category term='Geisha'/><category term='addictions'/><category term='utah'/><category term='gym'/><category term='the bachelor'/><category term='pilates'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='School unlv'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='las vegas'/><category term='olive oil'/><category term='Houses burning down'/><category term='netflix'/><category term='sugarfree cookie dough'/><category term='pinterest'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='avocado'/><category term='black friday shopping'/><category term='date horrible drivein movie las vegas mormons'/><category term='Bullying'/><category term='addicting'/><category term='hair tips'/><category term='finals'/><category term='social media'/><category term='Garrett Phillips'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='wind'/><category term='learning'/><category term='OHJAH'/><category term='unlv'/><category term='Friday the 13th'/><title type='text'>Christy Ellen Orrock</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6366816291411528628</id><published>2012-02-16T01:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T01:58:20.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines dayyy!</title><content type='html'>Valentines day this year couldn't have been more special! First off I had the day off from school which is always lovely. Then I woke up to a text from my neighbor saying there was a teddy bear on my car and he was getting wet (it was raining). So I dashed outside, thinking that this neighbor and her two sweet little girls put the bear on my car or something when really it was from a guy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/204.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_204.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any guy... German Barajas. He's my workout buddy and friend that leaves nutella presents on my doorstep. Such a sweet and thoughtful gentlemen he is! I loved the surprise and my bear smells just like German. His name is little German btw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of homework to do but Cody and I took a break to enjoy our little valentines day together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_205.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to five guys which is like our favorite place since cafe rio, and then made our way to laser quest. Our names were code red and code blue. There were 29 people in the mission and most of them were under the age of 10. I felt kinda bad kickin their butts! Jk I didn't feel bad at all. Funny story btw one time cody had a birthday party there and one of his friends, decker was left in the mission area after it ended. Poor little guy was terrified. It's funny now because he's over it. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/206.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_206.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture just really makes my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/207.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_207.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts from Cody! Sweetest and most thoughtful brother ever! I absolutely love turtles, the candy. :) sad story tho, I ate about 3 of them and left the room and my dog Pookie literally ate the rest of them. I was furious with him. We're not friends right now. Oh and I think he's the only dog in the whole world that can't die from consuming chocolate.... He's completely fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/208.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_208.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers to my Momsy from my daddy-o! So sweet. They smell delicious as well!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_209.jpg' border='0' width='275' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/210.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_210.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody had a recital slash violin competition on Saturday and he rocked it!! He inspires me to want to play it again. Plus that'll stop my mom from buggin me bout it. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/211.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_211.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random cheesecake factory dates with my mom. Love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/16/212.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/16/s_212.jpg' border='0' width='246' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day was great, this week was great, I don't have school till Wednesday because prez day is on Monday, annnnd I have so many fun friends coming in town this weekend I'm stoked for the weekend. I'm incredibly blessed with fantastic friends and family. I love you all and hope you had a great valentines day whoever you are! Xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6366816291411528628?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6366816291411528628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6366816291411528628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6366816291411528628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6366816291411528628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-dayyy.html' title='Valentines dayyy!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5393362477233815698</id><published>2012-02-11T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T10:02:55.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The freakin weekend</title><content type='html'>Yo, soo this last weekend my mom and I went to the motherland to visit our utarded fam (jk our fam is fab up there). We hadn't been up there since thanksgiving. Sooo that's awhile for us. My cute cousin kate had a baby shower on Saturday which was awesome so we got the whole family together, and ate yummy things. Here's my weekend in photos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3472.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3472.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I snapped this photo on the way up. My mom was asleep and I took it with my right hand and my left was on the wheel and so was my knee. It was super stressful but I am in love with this pic. Needless to say, the danger was worth it cause look at how awesome that pic is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3473.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3473.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Seester jackie! (she didn't know where to look on the camera) hah. We both wore leopard and leather jackets. I like that people call us twins and that we dress similar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3474.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3474.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing we did when we got in Provo was get a cupcake from The COcoa bean! Mmm. Theyre so good. My favorite is the ultimate brownie. It has, yup you guessed it, brownie, vanilla and then marshmallow. Then for the top it's like chocolate frosting with edible sparkly golden dust. It's just heaven in your mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3475.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3475.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at the baby shower. That's my super awesome and cute cousin Ashlee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3476.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3476.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my lovely present I got for winning a game. My cousin played songs with titles that had the word "baby" in them and I'm pretty sure the only reason I won was cause I knew the song baby baby baby oooh by JB ha but I'll take it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3477.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3477.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my precious awesome nephew Ethan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3478.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3478.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3479.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3479.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tho how adorable??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/02/06/3480.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/02/06/s_3480.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is our old house in sandy, Utah. I was only 1 when we lived here and then moved to Utah buuuut there are some pictures we have that have this house in the background so it was pretty cool to see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lovely weekend with my family and Momsy. I love Utah and little breaks from sin city. We missed the guys and home. Hope you all had a lovely weekend and superbowl sunday. Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5393362477233815698?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5393362477233815698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5393362477233815698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5393362477233815698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5393362477233815698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/02/freakin-weekend.html' title='The freakin weekend'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1431568204031045785</id><published>2012-02-11T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T00:54:55.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date horrible drivein movie las vegas mormons'/><title type='text'>Horror Date</title><content type='html'>So, all day I was excited for this date tonight. Way excited. This guy in a few of my classes asked me to go to a drive in movie and I was like cool. I haven't been to the drive in, in forever and that's fun so yeah, I'm game. So date was tonight. Movie was at 10pm, he texted me at 745 saying, "my cous is coming with a date. is that cool? You think we can squish in your car?' literally. that was the text. you can ask my friends, cause I screenshot it to them with the caption "really?" First of all, me driving my mom's huge expedition on our first date is NOT okay. second don't tell me an hour before our date your "cous" is coming and that we're going to squish in the back. wtf. I wanted to strangle him. When I was complaining at the bottom of my parents bed, my dad was telling me to just "go with the flow" and he kept saying I'll marry an older man one day. hahaha He was cute though, he said, "you kids should have dating so easy, you have all these social websites and stuff, but yet I think it seems harder for you." it is harder. because guys aren't chivalrous anymore. This horror date continues, we're meeting up with his cousin and his date and my date says he's hungry. So I drive to the nearby Del Taco, and pick my date up some quesadillas and stuff.. so bad... just bad. I'm driving. he's the only one eating. just awkward. plain awkward. then we meet up with his "cous" and his girl, and then we park, then we watch the damn movie. I'm uncomfortable the entire time. I put a foam matress in the back of the truck too so we'd be comfy, but I didn't even get a part of it!! I was on the edge, with a plastic side thing sticking my back. Literally I was about to scream "this is my car, I want all of you to leave." oh I also bought all the snacks. willingly, but still. really, I don't mean to complain. This story was just kind of hilarious. I've never been on like a bad or super awkward date, but this has got to be one of them. and this guy is in two of my classes. also, I'll die if he ever reads this, and feel soooo bad... but luckily we're not friends on fb and he isnt into twitter or whatever. so I'm just gonna say this date was one for the books. ugh also, this guy I liked, ended our conversation with fashoo. and the text I sent him right before that was like "lets hang out tomorrow night" or something forward... and he ends it with fasho? are you kidding me..... WHAT IS WRONG WITH GUYS? Vegas guys need to step up their damn game. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R43cJcyka5w/TzYseVib5BI/AAAAAAAABVA/qXbSy41g7sU/s1600/Picture%2B7.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R43cJcyka5w/TzYseVib5BI/AAAAAAAABVA/qXbSy41g7sU/s320/Picture%2B7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707798477427958802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1431568204031045785?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1431568204031045785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1431568204031045785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1431568204031045785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1431568204031045785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/02/horror-date.html' title='Horror Date'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R43cJcyka5w/TzYseVib5BI/AAAAAAAABVA/qXbSy41g7sU/s72-c/Picture%2B7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5711957483566203838</id><published>2012-01-29T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:13:16.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olive oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avocado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair tips'/><title type='text'>Split End Treatments!</title><content type='html'>I found this lovely website off pinterest, my favorite website... and I have a huge issue with split ends, like every other girl in the world.... so I thought I'd share my favorite tips that i found to fix them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300; font-size: 15px; "&gt;One home hair treatment for split ends is a simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;egg &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="wp_keywordlink" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shampoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 300; font-size: 15px; "&gt; For this treatment, all you need is an ounce of rosemary, preferably fresh, a pint of hot water, and one egg. What you want to do is steep your rosemary in the hot water for about 20 minutes, then let it cool. Once it’s cooled down, beat your egg into it, then massage the mix into your hair and rinse, just as you would with a regular shampoo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;2. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Castor oil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;is extremely helpful in a number of ways, but when you use it in a home hair treatment for split ends, at least you don’t have to drink the vile stuff! Rather, just mix an equal amount of castor oil, mustard oil, and olive oil – again, the amount you mix depends on the length and thickness of your hair. All you have to do is apply the mix into your hair, then wrap it up in a towel and let it set for thirty minutes. You definitely want to shampoo when you wash it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;3. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;If you eat a lot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;avocado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;, you may have noticed that your hair and skin gets extremely soft. The oil in avocado makes it an ideal hair and skin treatment – but right now, we’re focusing on the former! All you have to do is mash up an avocado and, after getting your hair a bit damp, massage the fruit into your hair. Make sure you get your split ends coated. Let it set for anywhere between 15 minutes and half an hour, then rinse it out. You can add a tablespoon of olive oil for some extra sheen, if you like."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#302f2f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;4. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Last but most definitely not least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olive oil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;makes an effective home hair treatment for split ends all by itself! All you do is warm enough olive oil to cover your hair, then massage it into those pretty but dry tresses. Wrap your hair in a towel or cover it with a shower cap, and find something to do for half an hour – then shampoo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(48, 47, 47); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://hair.allwomenstalk.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; website is extremely helpful with hair and tips and tricks. . but these ones were my fave.. so check it out :) &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/6191405536055702334-5711957483566203838?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5711957483566203838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5711957483566203838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5711957483566203838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5711957483566203838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/split-end-treatments.html' title='Split End Treatments!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1409809895601408004</id><published>2012-01-28T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T02:02:52.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Guys Friday!</title><content type='html'>Friday is my favorite day of the week. Everyone loves friday. My mom and I picked cody up from school and said, "guess what today is?" and he said, "friday?" and I said yesssss... but what else? and cody replied, "five guys friday!?" boom. instant happiness.... french fries, cheese. mmmmm. OH &amp;amp; this place has one of those drink machines that has literally every kind of drink there is in the world. you click on sprite, it says okay what kind of sprite? vanilla sprite? strawberry sprite? etc. its insane. I was trying all of the different kinds. I had root beer, vanilla sprite, and orange Hi-C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCPIx4kh1UY/TyPFUO7wqvI/AAAAAAAABUw/6PxhJ4YbdLI/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCPIx4kh1UY/TyPFUO7wqvI/AAAAAAAABUw/6PxhJ4YbdLI/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702618504577985266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I bought this blue material today.... thinking that I could make this dress that I saw on &lt;a href="http://asmallsnippet.blogspot.com/2011/09/wanna-make-dress.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; blog. Thanks to my crafty talented Mom, we didn't use a pattern, we just winged it and it is perfect. Anyone who knows me knows I love colors and turquoise and purple are my favorite colors ever. So thanks mom. I love you, and I couldn't have done it without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goVhw3HsyOY/TyPFTzIW-PI/AAAAAAAABUc/5VMtMQXimZI/s1600/IMG_2091.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-goVhw3HsyOY/TyPFTzIW-PI/AAAAAAAABUc/5VMtMQXimZI/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702618497114634482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we went to Joann's today I saw this pattern below, and I almost died. Like, how can I make that please? Knowing me I'd pick the wrong fabric, sew the wrong thing, blah. I'll work up to this one...but I'm def interested in this new hobby.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0Fefwcp2kY/TyPFUI9U-YI/AAAAAAAABUo/aChcX4JtZUk/s1600/IMG_2073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0Fefwcp2kY/TyPFUI9U-YI/AAAAAAAABUo/aChcX4JtZUk/s320/IMG_2073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702618502973946242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anyone else get this stupid notification? I don't understand at all iCloud. I wish it'd just go away. if you do understand it, please let me know how to fix this or what its all about. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvC5DUgrrHc/TyPFTafDmSI/AAAAAAAABUU/ii9ya5UFACU/s1600/IMG_2090.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvC5DUgrrHc/TyPFTafDmSI/AAAAAAAABUU/ii9ya5UFACU/s320/IMG_2090.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702618490498947362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, I did something creeeepy today. Well I went up in the attic b/c we were getting down all the valentines day decorationsa and I ran into my old Cheer Excel Backpack!! Inside this backpack was my green, purple, and black sparkily uniform complete with my huge bow sported below: So I thought, I should try it on to make sure I'm not getting fat. Turns out I feel I look better in it or more comfortable in it than when I was in cheer. So that's good. Thumbs up. You can watch our last competition &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwwIlbFVwp0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I watched it like 4 times today. The video has 8,000 views on it. impressive. I miss cheer. anyway that was my friday. hope yours went well too. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrggkgGvaQc/TyPFTY8c_NI/AAAAAAAABUE/BrdQ8tfff2I/s1600/IMG_2067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrggkgGvaQc/TyPFTY8c_NI/AAAAAAAABUE/BrdQ8tfff2I/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702618490085375186" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6191405536055702334-1409809895601408004?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1409809895601408004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1409809895601408004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1409809895601408004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1409809895601408004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-guys-friday.html' title='Five Guys Friday!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HCPIx4kh1UY/TyPFUO7wqvI/AAAAAAAABUw/6PxhJ4YbdLI/s72-c/IMG_2079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7937173372370931106</id><published>2012-01-23T23:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:10:28.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarfree cookie dough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bachelor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School unlv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Hey Der</title><content type='html'>Things I've learned lately:&lt;div&gt;-failures are necessary. If we got everything right on the first try, that'd be boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When sad, mad, angry, happy, inspired, go to pilates. So basically anytime. I went tonight and it was aammazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Take pictures and videos of animals always. My animals are the best, most photogenic, hilarious animals ever.. okay I'm done bragging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Thank God everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The Bachelor is so stupid, but hilarious. So I keep watching it. It's kind of like jersey shore. except I hate jerzshore w/ a passion. Forreals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I have the best family in the entire world. You can always count on Cody to brighten up your day. This might embarrass him, but that's what sisters are for... tonight charged into my room doing the weirdest dance ever and making the funniest faces ever with underwear on his head. hahaha I died laughing. Sometimes he takes a hilarious video of himself and slides his phone under my door, then I take a funny video and put it under his door. Glad my 11 year old brother, soon to be 12 is always there to make my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I need to go to every rebel game. every one of them. I went to the last game against NM, and the mack was sold out and the energy was awesome, the traffic after the game wasn't so awesome but it was way fun. So I need to go to all of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Trampolines CAN fly into swimming pools. yes it's possible. This saturday, vegas was SO windy, like walking outside was scary, windy. Naturally, I was painting my nails for the UNLV game, and all the sudden momsy screams, "the trampoline just flew into the pool!!!!!" first thought was... NO way, that's so cool. second thought, crap my nails are drying. third. PANIC&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;! we ran out there, all the pool furniture is in the pool, umbrella broken and bent, trampoline in the deep end, poles falling off to the wee bottom of the freezing cold pool. My mom and I trying to get it out was probably hilarious, thanks to ryan for helping us, we somehow managed to get the huge trampoline back over to its spot, and grabbed some ropes and tied that sucker to a tree. Oh, and my nails were ruined btw, and I'm wearing a sweatshirt that has silver nail polish all over it because of that chaotic day.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-after the gym don't look at recipes on pinterest. I found like 8 that i want to make tomorrow. I found a&lt;a href="http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2011/09/27/new-recipe-sugar-free-cookie-dough-dip/"&gt; sugarfree cookie dough&lt;/a&gt; recipe too (click the word cookie, it'll take you to the recipe, you're welcome) that I almost made tonight! I'm dying. Why go to the gym if I just want cookie dough. I hate you spring break. The fat girl in me did eat a row of chocolate hersheys tho.... wooops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you whoever you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZC4iB9IZVdc/Tx5khmr6B-I/AAAAAAAABT4/1O8KOX6jLX8/s1600/twinner.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZC4iB9IZVdc/Tx5khmr6B-I/AAAAAAAABT4/1O8KOX6jLX8/s320/twinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104706780792802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8WNatdWDfk/Tx5kT9uaGBI/AAAAAAAABTs/RczJmcsKZog/s1600/Picture%2B15.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8WNatdWDfk/Tx5kT9uaGBI/AAAAAAAABTs/RczJmcsKZog/s320/Picture%2B15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104472447129618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVDG02EB0kc/Tx5kT4JjGjI/AAAAAAAABTc/fUZU_Hc4gUI/s1600/fb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVDG02EB0kc/Tx5kT4JjGjI/AAAAAAAABTc/fUZU_Hc4gUI/s320/fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104470950353458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-heMVAmZEA4s/Tx5kTtOBOeI/AAAAAAAABTU/fwGlFE1xviY/s1600/cally2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-heMVAmZEA4s/Tx5kTtOBOeI/AAAAAAAABTU/fwGlFE1xviY/s320/cally2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104468016314850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5MgAh0obgU/Tx5kTBLvjoI/AAAAAAAABTI/EYvuEhu_Qt0/s1600/call1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5MgAh0obgU/Tx5kTBLvjoI/AAAAAAAABTI/EYvuEhu_Qt0/s320/call1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104456195608194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1s104YgZdLM/Tx5kSzUM7qI/AAAAAAAABS8/QN7oGltfxbo/s1600/rebgame1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1s104YgZdLM/Tx5kSzUM7qI/AAAAAAAABS8/QN7oGltfxbo/s320/rebgame1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701104452472991394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_4.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_5.jpg' border='0' width='159' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_6.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't pookers look like the dog from up???! I know. My mom and I were dying laughing!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/7.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_7.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is hilarious. I know I look like a fool, cuz I is one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/24/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/24/s_8.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7937173372370931106?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7937173372370931106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7937173372370931106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7937173372370931106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7937173372370931106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/hey-der.html' title='Hey Der'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZC4iB9IZVdc/Tx5khmr6B-I/AAAAAAAABT4/1O8KOX6jLX8/s72-c/twinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7518535114199720845</id><published>2012-01-14T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:00:04.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclair madness.</title><content type='html'>Just another Saturday around here. Went to Costco. Took a nap. Made some eclairs. Theyre delicious! My cousin Ashlee gave me this recipe forever ago and we made them and they were way good. So when deciding what treat to make today, it was obvious for my mom and I. Eclairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2792.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2792.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2793.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2793.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2794.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2794.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2795.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2795.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2796.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2796.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2797.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2797.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, brother and I took a ride to the duck pond. They were everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2799.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2799.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont fear humans because we give them bread so often. I think thats why they get so close to you anyways! It's scary. I thought after we ran out of bread they were going to follow us home. But I'm happy to report they were okay with us leaving them and didnt follow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2800.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2800.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2801.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2801.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing. No judging the hat. At least I'm wearing a Unlv sweatshirt! Even though they lost today. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/14/2802.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/14/s_2802.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='193' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's are my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7518535114199720845?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7518535114199720845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7518535114199720845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7518535114199720845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7518535114199720845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/eclair-madness.html' title='Eclair madness.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4899046990274795533</id><published>2012-01-13T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:03:16.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday the 13th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garrett Phillips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OHJAH'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th!!</title><content type='html'>So I have two things that I want to talk about, friday the 13th, and I have a critique for Geisha VS. OHJAH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first, the friday the 13th. I secretly love that people are like "oooh dont spill salt or you'll have bad luck... blah." I'm not superstitious at all about this day. but I think it's an awesome day. A few years ago I got my wisdom teeth out on friday the 13th and I was kind of freaking out, but then I though nahhh it'll be fine.  I think the worst part was, that it was in february so the next day was valentines day.... haha and I was a chipmunk, alone, watching movies and eating milkshakes on my luvsac. Turns out that was my best valentines day yet. There was this awesome guy, Garrett Phillips. He was my gym buddy, tropical smoothie buddy, and just a blast to be around... and on valentines day, when I was a huge chipmunk bruised up face lookin zombie, this guy wanted to come over! He brought me one of those GIANT cards, (the one the size of your body basically) and a smoothie from trop. smoothie, and the latest girlie magazines (really like all the magazines the store had to offer from Seventeen to Cosmo) haha, and  he just wanted to hang with me and watch movies while I recovered. Really? How sweeeet right? I know. Best valentines day ever. I even recall him trying to kiss me. and I was like dude I can barely feel my face, I think I'll just slobber all over you. hahah ew. anyways..... I miss garrett a lot. He passed away and it breaks my heart thinking about our old times. but I like thinking about them because I miss him. So every friday the 13th I think of garebear because I was scared, then I remember the 14th is after it and that was one of the best days I had spent with garrett. so thanks garebear for making that valentines day top any valentines day I've ever had or will probably ever have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, next thing, is my review of Geisha vs. OHJAH which I don't even know how to say. and my choice is OHJAH!!! Geisha is the hyped up restaurant, the more expensive one too, but OHJAH is the restaurant that is cheaper, not super close, but is wayyyy better! Geisha has watermelon sauce (its really just butter that is bright pink) and they put it on everyyyything, the rice &amp;amp; the veggies &amp;amp; your steak or whatever you're having. It's really good, but at OHJAH I didn't miss it at all.  At Geisha I shared my meal with a friend, so we got filet mignon, and it was $26 for one meal, then they tack on a "sharing charge" that is $10 so you can have your own rice and vegetables and soup and salad. it's just redic. so by that time your meal is $36 dollars, $24 with tip, and smaller than the regular meal, so you might as well get the meal for yourself... except I really wasn't hungry! so it was frustrating. but still good. their filet is tender, and beautiful. ah. I still recommend OHJAH bc their meat is seriously good too.  SO heres pictures of each place. Sadly, i went to geisha last night and OHJAH the week before. I go out to eat a lot apparently. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geisha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1666.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="400" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1667.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really funny story, after the chef made the fire around the heart he said, "now that's heartburn" haha I died laughing. Then I laughed even harder thinking about how many times a week he says that line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1668.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1669.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1670.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really white I know. Gag.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st birthday colleeners!! Love ya twinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1671.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="400" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and now for OHJAH pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1672.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1673.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="400" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1674.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1675.jpg" border="0" width="210" height="281" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/13/1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/13/s_1676.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I liked the vegetables and soup and salad better here. The filet was great at both places. So there ya go. Please take my word for it people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you, whoever you are has a fab Friday the 13th!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4899046990274795533?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4899046990274795533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4899046990274795533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4899046990274795533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4899046990274795533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6620769693871471079</id><published>2012-01-12T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:42:48.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future. DUN DUN DUN</title><content type='html'>Sooo I've been doing some hardcore in depth thinking about the future. And I'm terrified. No, not about the "2012 world ending" just the whole economic recession issue, no jobs, no money issue. I always see these guys on facebook, twitter &amp; instagram posting pictures of their money with some title like, "betcha can't get like me" or "I'm a bossss swagggg" like NO. you're not a boss and the word swag is really annoying actually. Those boys make me mad. Being a College graduate used to mean you get a good job and make more money. Now a days... Not so much. Half my classes I'm wait listed on anyhow, so I can't even get into the ones I need. It amazes me how badly people are struggling. Really, it does. In a perfect world we'd all make enough money to enjoy life and be happy. Yeah, I said perfect world. Sometimes I think of the movie the cat in the hat where all the who's have the same cars, same houses, different colors of course, go to work, come home, and are just equal. Course, that type of would might be boring because our differences are what make life diverse and awesome, but I'm just thinking here. It's scary out there. Real scary. Sorry to freak ya out whoever you are. This isn't the most exciting and uplifting post I've ever had... But it's what's on my mind.  On a happier note: my cat gizzy/Zaboomafoo (his name is undecided in our household) sits like this ALL THE TIME. and it cracks me upppp. Whenever I'm sad I look at these pics haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/2576.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_2576.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/2577.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_2577.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/2578.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_2578.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/2579.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_2579.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw this photo ^ is of a email update I received because I loaned $25 to this guy so he could buy some cows! My brother Ryan gave me a gift card to Kiva that loans $25 to do some good when I'm thousands of miles away. I suggest everyone check it out. Its really brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6620769693871471079?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6620769693871471079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6620769693871471079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6620769693871471079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6620769693871471079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/future-dun-dun-dun.html' title='The future. DUN DUN DUN'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6395789181785455644</id><published>2012-01-09T02:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T02:56:47.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog press app</title><content type='html'>So I downloaded this app called blog press. My sister downloaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/09/465.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/09/s_465.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it ages ago. I just never want to spend money on apps because there are so many I feel that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/09/466.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/09/s_466.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you really shouldn't have to spend money on an app. So anyhow I had a blog app before but it cut my pictures off sooo since I got an iTunes gift card from aubs and andrew I'm buying away at the app store at 3am. I have insomnia now. It's cool. And I'm testing this app out. Xo loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/09/467.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/09/s_467.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/09/468.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/09/s_468.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6395789181785455644?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6395789181785455644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6395789181785455644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6395789181785455644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6395789181785455644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-press-app.html' title='Blog press app'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1820595442920885443</id><published>2012-01-08T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:59:07.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vakaayyy</title><content type='html'>2012 so far has treated me amazing. I'm still on my mini vacation though because school doesn't Start for 10 days. Im sick still too. But I'm not complaining. All I've been doing is eating, sleeping, and hanging out with friends. Can't go wrong with that! All my photos are of food... I know. I have issues. I really love food... Haha it's embarrassing buuuut I don't care. I love being with my friends and family but I feel like I have to grow up in a day or two. Get my school schedule figured out. Get another job perhaps... Because me and Jessica and Alanna really want to travel this summer. How awesome would that be? 21 and traveling with your best friends? Sounds like the 4th movie of Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants...Yeah, I know. Completely awesome. Ooh and last night me Linds bear and Nakell went to a place like geisha only at a better price I can't remember what it was called but it was amazingly good!!! Afrer we went to the Variety Show at planet Hollywood. It was really good, definitely a variety of things. Juggling with 2 bowling balls and a tiny peanut m&amp;m and those strong guys that hold each other up and crazy ish like that. It was great. And then we went to yogurt land. :) I love Ice cream and froyo. I really need to go to Utah. This morning I woke up to a text from Ashlee my cousin saying "are you comin up here before school starts or what?" haha I really love it. Then she said Allie her daughter texted me that and Allie is 10 going on 25 haha she's the cutest. Goooodness. If I could zap myself up to Utah right now I would. I hate the drive by myself. I hate that I'm sick. I hate that there's no snow up there. And I hate that I need to be down here and get things done. I'll figure it out soon Ashlee (because I know you're the only one who reads this) because I miss you guys a TON!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohhhh last but not least..... My sister AUBREE IS HAVING A BABY GIRLLLLLLL!!!! I can't waaaiit. It'll be around my birthday. May-juneish! I can't wait. My sister has the cutest kids. Ever. Well im gonna get back to my movie cause im real cool! I love you whoever you are!! 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xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/2874272/christy-ellen-orrock?claim=y9r498acs9f"&gt;Follow my blog with Bloglovin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4030269597642798121?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4030269597642798121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4030269597642798121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4030269597642798121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4030269597642798121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/follow-me-on-bloglovin-xoxo.html' title='Follow me on Bloglovin&apos;! xoxo'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2215821860170345099</id><published>2012-01-02T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:38:13.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone!!!! Today should be a national holiday where we all dont work, just stay in and relax. I'm still in bed and its 12:21 pm. I want to go to the gym. I do, really. It's just is going to be packed with people. Really, I'm glad b/c americans need to work out. we're fattys. So you go workout you gym-resolution go'ers!! Kinda think it's still an excuse though that I'm using. I'll just go later today. at night maybe... I hate when people say new year, new me! Come one people, you don't change, the year did. It's trippin me out it's 2012. I have this feeling it's going to be a real good year though. And if you think the "world's going to end...." you're dumb. you probably believed in the rapture too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So. Here's my resolutions for 2012. Just like everyone and their mom, I have them too. Some of them are classic. some of them are different. and I'll add any on when they come to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol style="list-style-type: decimal; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Do fantastic in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;read more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;gym 4+ times a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;picture takes everywhere I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;learn a language or 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;be open to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;knit, sew, make a blanket. be more crafty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;violin and piano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;me time. focus on me and what i want in life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Change major to hospitality management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Journal and blog more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;I stole this one from amber.... but focus on who a person is inside. not the outside. I really like that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal '#PilGi'; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "&gt;Be positive and optimistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'#PilGi';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Those are just a few. But they're good ones. There's a lot of them now that I look at it... I hope everyone had a great NYE! I spent mine at home, with my bff alanna and my mom. We set off some illegal fireworks, watched the ball drop on tv in NY. and went to bed before 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ItTFZoLdzA/TwIUia02sEI/AAAAAAAABRM/2W63layhh1c/s1600/IMG_1635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ItTFZoLdzA/TwIUia02sEI/AAAAAAAABRM/2W63layhh1c/s320/IMG_1635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693135460498845762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is alanna's 21st birthday cake. Real mature I know.... but my mom and I passed it at costco and we had to get it. Their cakes are bomb. When my dad saw it he said, "that's beautiful!" haha how cute right? Oh by the way... the reason that the "Alanna" is written sooo beautifully on the cake is because I wanted to personalize it when I got home, so I made some frosting that was so tough to write with! ugh. it looks like crap but it tastes great? Cake decorating is not in my future... I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAe4DP_uhHU/TwIUiMPId6I/AAAAAAAABRE/0hMCjPu85ZA/s1600/IMG_1615.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yAe4DP_uhHU/TwIUiMPId6I/AAAAAAAABRE/0hMCjPu85ZA/s320/IMG_1615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693135456582530978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxQO6X8XCNI/TwIUh9SwgNI/AAAAAAAABQ4/yeCkFq-6Wvk/s1600/IMG_1469.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxQO6X8XCNI/TwIUh9SwgNI/AAAAAAAABQ4/yeCkFq-6Wvk/s320/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693135452571205842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, can I just say how amazing this weather is!!? Vegas weather is awesome. Like 60 degrees and sunny and beauuutiful. Although, I want it to snow in utah so I can go SNOWBOARDING, I'm def enjoying this weather. Feels like summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2215821860170345099?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2215821860170345099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2215821860170345099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2215821860170345099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2215821860170345099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ItTFZoLdzA/TwIUia02sEI/AAAAAAAABRM/2W63layhh1c/s72-c/IMG_1635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6511520623897164284</id><published>2011-12-25T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:28:03.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW8t6-4Vgvs/TvgW1CgZBwI/AAAAAAAABQU/kTGBQ01Odho/s1600/IMG_1430.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW8t6-4Vgvs/TvgW1CgZBwI/AAAAAAAABQU/kTGBQ01Odho/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690323229644228354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded all my photos, and then realized there was so much to tell and talk about that it's kind of overwhelming so i saved it as a draft, and here I am now. attempting to explain how amazing my christmas of 2011 was. I'm still listening to christmas music. no biggy! I got everything I wanted this year. What really breaks my heart is that theres people who had to work, who don't have family, whos mother or father is serving in the military far away and doesn't know when they'll be home and haven't seen their kids in forever. really, the list could go on and on. it just breaks. my. heart. and kids in an orphanage! and kids with mean parents!!! and animals!!!!! :( Makes me mad, I'm concerned about what i'm getting for christmas when theres a child out there probably just asking for new shoes........ I hate sad things. Resolution of 2012: volunteer more, make a difference.  I have so many resolutions this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8OuDs5bPqk/TvgW2P9Hy7I/AAAAAAAABQs/kTeLlIhaOSY/s1600/IMG_1399.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8OuDs5bPqk/TvgW2P9Hy7I/AAAAAAAABQs/kTeLlIhaOSY/s320/IMG_1399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690323250434263986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KY2dHgWhipY/TvgW12NVRYI/AAAAAAAABQg/t_OK0XxjKS4/s1600/IMG_1401.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KY2dHgWhipY/TvgW12NVRYI/AAAAAAAABQg/t_OK0XxjKS4/s320/IMG_1401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690323243522934146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECoOPcHgark/TvgW1MIDdmI/AAAAAAAABQE/TxtfFtJti3o/s1600/IMG_1429.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ECoOPcHgark/TvgW1MIDdmI/AAAAAAAABQE/TxtfFtJti3o/s320/IMG_1429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690323232226506338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIkLp3ZPBCo/TvgW03fYZGI/AAAAAAAABP8/39X7j0jvVS8/s1600/IMG_1426.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIkLp3ZPBCo/TvgW03fYZGI/AAAAAAAABP8/39X7j0jvVS8/s320/IMG_1426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690323226687202402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33qaiE6fuBs/TvgWbQujf4I/AAAAAAAABPw/-aTCAVW2WqY/s1600/IMG_1427.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-33qaiE6fuBs/TvgWbQujf4I/AAAAAAAABPw/-aTCAVW2WqY/s320/IMG_1427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322786785132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sweetest picture snapped with my iphone so sorry it kind of sucks! but how sweeeeet is ethan!? He kept saying, "Mom I want to play the racing game!!" literally like 50 times in a row, so she calmed him down and he fell right asleep on her. I can't wait to have kids so that I can be their favorite person. and buy them cute clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQxmhXQHNpY/TvgWaulBiGI/AAAAAAAABPo/fIk2aRAROAw/s1600/IMG_1424.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQxmhXQHNpY/TvgWaulBiGI/AAAAAAAABPo/fIk2aRAROAw/s320/IMG_1424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322777618352226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JtKtrMAA5eQ/TvgWaPXP-fI/AAAAAAAABPY/3xjx9O6jtiw/s1600/IMG_1423.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JtKtrMAA5eQ/TvgWaPXP-fI/AAAAAAAABPY/3xjx9O6jtiw/s320/IMG_1423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322769239079410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;literally the best meal ever. even though we had prime rib last night, this dinner for christmas was uhhhhhmazing. my mom's a rockstar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey9nLEWEKTw/TvgWaHUV12I/AAAAAAAABPI/nSpUi3i6Loc/s1600/IMG_1421.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey9nLEWEKTw/TvgWaHUV12I/AAAAAAAABPI/nSpUi3i6Loc/s320/IMG_1421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322767079397218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nr_FOMsvDKo/TvgWZ-ifmAI/AAAAAAAABPA/Ago-JBU47Dk/s1600/IMG_1416.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nr_FOMsvDKo/TvgWZ-ifmAI/AAAAAAAABPA/Ago-JBU47Dk/s320/IMG_1416.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322764722837506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom is an ecofriendly babe! heres her greenhouse!! expect vegetables and stuff next year folks!! I secretly think its a WOman cave, or a tent. or the dog house for my dad? hahaha ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg6Cbj0z4Rw/TvgWIsaz4RI/AAAAAAAABO0/Hy3I_9Q6k1c/s1600/IMG_1410.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg6Cbj0z4Rw/TvgWIsaz4RI/AAAAAAAABO0/Hy3I_9Q6k1c/s320/IMG_1410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322467800998162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;prez from my bro. super stoked about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzBvsyRYyMQ/TvgWIRwNadI/AAAAAAAABOo/l7ew8Uwxx0s/s1600/IMG_1412.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzBvsyRYyMQ/TvgWIRwNadI/AAAAAAAABOo/l7ew8Uwxx0s/s320/IMG_1412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322460642994642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to make some weird breakfast stuff. andrew the best brother in law ever was my guinnea pig that ate my creations, he said they were delicious..... but I'm thinking maybe I won't mess with breakfast again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HN0L8v5eInY/TvgWH8_1y9I/AAAAAAAABOc/WfHdf-ZoyYc/s1600/IMG_1403.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HN0L8v5eInY/TvgWH8_1y9I/AAAAAAAABOc/WfHdf-ZoyYc/s320/IMG_1403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322455071411154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm OBSESSED with these earrings. Thanks santa!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilbyeSlJk1A/TvgWHhGP06I/AAAAAAAABOQ/kpS34wdTEjk/s1600/IMG_1396.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilbyeSlJk1A/TvgWHhGP06I/AAAAAAAABOQ/kpS34wdTEjk/s320/IMG_1396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322447582090146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new glasses. lookin sooo gooood on christmas morning!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9a6DS2s9QM8/TvgWHmxAiyI/AAAAAAAABOE/7xUc8r6A0fE/s1600/IMG_1394.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9a6DS2s9QM8/TvgWHmxAiyI/AAAAAAAABOE/7xUc8r6A0fE/s320/IMG_1394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322449103620898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is apple juice that I made with my new juicer!!!!!! the foam at the top makes it look NAST, but its deliciouuuuuuuuuus. seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1qpY4hrwlc/TvgVvi6-FiI/AAAAAAAABN4/Zye7NulwaHg/s1600/IMG_1391.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1qpY4hrwlc/TvgVvi6-FiI/AAAAAAAABN4/Zye7NulwaHg/s320/IMG_1391.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322035754800674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sU_QSTq4nMQ/TvgVu6E75OI/AAAAAAAABNs/0XSa02aFsPI/s1600/IMG_1390.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sU_QSTq4nMQ/TvgVu6E75OI/AAAAAAAABNs/0XSa02aFsPI/s320/IMG_1390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322024790746338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this picture rocks!!!! fire place. christmas morning. all my goodies!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kveelFPM6uI/TvgVuvLGojI/AAAAAAAABNc/I4oTgDwIqQY/s1600/IMG_1388.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kveelFPM6uI/TvgVuvLGojI/AAAAAAAABNc/I4oTgDwIqQY/s320/IMG_1388.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322021863825970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sPbfnofZXs/TvgVuajF2RI/AAAAAAAABNQ/SszK_M6DbTQ/s1600/IMG_1380.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sPbfnofZXs/TvgVuajF2RI/AAAAAAAABNQ/SszK_M6DbTQ/s320/IMG_1380.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322016327293202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A86QB7SlF0I/TvgVuXTLXvI/AAAAAAAABNI/fSCdFGg4sEw/s1600/IMG_1369.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A86QB7SlF0I/TvgVuXTLXvI/AAAAAAAABNI/fSCdFGg4sEw/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690322015455239922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpIeTulUQgI/TvgVEbS8_CI/AAAAAAAABM8/Vo1JHjA6ejI/s1600/IMG_1359.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UpIeTulUQgI/TvgVEbS8_CI/AAAAAAAABM8/Vo1JHjA6ejI/s320/IMG_1359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690321294973533218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lC8Z1g7v1NM/TvgVEFEDMUI/AAAAAAAABMw/Pfd8fayUu-g/s1600/IMG_1358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lC8Z1g7v1NM/TvgVEFEDMUI/AAAAAAAABMw/Pfd8fayUu-g/s320/IMG_1358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690321289005445442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rnh_8XgXjPM/TvgVDqAxmZI/AAAAAAAABMk/H9qjBn0z2wE/s1600/IMG_1356.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rnh_8XgXjPM/TvgVDqAxmZI/AAAAAAAABMk/H9qjBn0z2wE/s320/IMG_1356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690321281743952274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KE_nQXr2NHY/TvgVDfbJ6_I/AAAAAAAABMU/1MD7r9FXGSU/s1600/IMG_1353.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KE_nQXr2NHY/TvgVDfbJ6_I/AAAAAAAABMU/1MD7r9FXGSU/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690321278901808114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hfv46gv4lFU/TvgVDWyaLgI/AAAAAAAABMM/0Ooekhnrnso/s1600/IMG_1346.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hfv46gv4lFU/TvgVDWyaLgI/AAAAAAAABMM/0Ooekhnrnso/s320/IMG_1346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690321276583423490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christmas naps are the best. Christmas was amazing this year. Too much to write about so I'll just leave it at that. I love my family and this year has been oh so gooood to me. Love you whoever you are. Remember, just be happy you're alive. somewhere out there in the world theres someone with cancer fighting for life. so don't waste yours. thats kind of a depressing note to end on. but its true. xoxo ceo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6511520623897164284?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6511520623897164284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6511520623897164284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6511520623897164284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6511520623897164284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='CHRISTMAS 2011'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aW8t6-4Vgvs/TvgW1CgZBwI/AAAAAAAABQU/kTGBQ01Odho/s72-c/IMG_1430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-777607256661976986</id><published>2011-12-24T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:39:11.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTO OVERLOAD</title><content type='html'>so you're about to experience a photo overload and it's not even christmas yet! Seriously tomorrow is Christmas. I don't even know how that happened!!!  anyway I don't know how time seriously flies! do you?? Aubree, my sister, and her husband and her two kids came tuesday! Since then we've seen santa, had a party at our house, hot tubbed everyday, sang christmas songs, made sugar cookies (including dinosaur shapes and shark shapes and the classic christmas tree, I even threw in a jew star cookie) we've shopped our little hearts out, and have eaten way to much. i still havent had breakfast. I think I'll have apple pie. No joke, apple pie warmed up is heaven, and even ice cream on top... ahh yum. I really love having family here. even if that means I don't have a bed. I've been bed hopping from the game room to codys room to even my best friend jessica's house.. haha but it doesnt matter, i'm young and i can sleep anywhere. I barely sleep these days anyhow. we have 8 adults in the house and 2 kids, and one in my sister's tummy (so 2 and a half kids) ;) 8 people in a 5 bedroom house!! how is this possible you ask? Christmas magic. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY2TVs1Ezp4/TvYk0TUfzqI/AAAAAAAABME/lKKO12s58uk/s1600/IMG_1318.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY2TVs1Ezp4/TvYk0TUfzqI/AAAAAAAABME/lKKO12s58uk/s320/IMG_1318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775660187242146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is baylee?? She's growing so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6A8FacT4kjo/TvYk0FCVLhI/AAAAAAAABL0/A_JjmrHjqEw/s1600/IMG_1343.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6A8FacT4kjo/TvYk0FCVLhI/AAAAAAAABL0/A_JjmrHjqEw/s320/IMG_1343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775656352951826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my night last night. Me. Fire. How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Christmas tree lit up. presents everywhere. I sometimes just sit and take it all in because it's toooo perfect. I love the house filled with people, presents, yummy smelling food, babies screaming or laughing. I just love it. and I want it to last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--FxDwSKS97E/TvYkzhGF84I/AAAAAAAABLo/1DDUtCLn3Og/s1600/IMG_1337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--FxDwSKS97E/TvYkzhGF84I/AAAAAAAABLo/1DDUtCLn3Og/s320/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775646705054594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;santa's sleigh!! :) rudolph is in the back. I forgot to take a picture I know how dumb of me.. but when we had a party tuesday, my dad put the ranger on the grass, and put rudolph in the front with some lights on him so it literally looked like santa's modern sleigh, and rudolph. Everyone loved it. My mom thought it was the most ghetto thing ever, but me and my dad cracked up and died laughing. Everyone who mentioned it at the party would say it's awesome, and then the first thing dad said was, "it's for my grandkids, they're coming tonight." he loves them sooo much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HixtWj8twzY/TvYkzh86DKI/AAAAAAAABLc/e72ZVFTotAo/s1600/IMG_1304.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HixtWj8twzY/TvYkzh86DKI/AAAAAAAABLc/e72ZVFTotAo/s320/IMG_1304.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775646934961314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shark sugar cookie. who doesn't love shark sugar cookies. come on now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVmZMyyz3kM/TvYkgtflQPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PvBxsxF9B5o/s1600/IMG_1300.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVmZMyyz3kM/TvYkgtflQPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PvBxsxF9B5o/s320/IMG_1300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775323615674610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some friends at a Asher Roth concert. Concert sucked, but our friend promoted it so good job kyle!! and asher came on at 1:45am when it started at 10:30 and we had to listen to all of these crappy rappers rap and sing and make our ears bleed (jk they weren't that bad) but really, asher had no right to make us wait! he's not THAT good!!! So when he was in the middle of his first song, we left. literally. and someone told me he fell off the stage later which almost makes me want to have stayed hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5WXIDvodvGc/TvYkgAT3gSI/AAAAAAAABLI/SacQJaKhWHk/s1600/IMG_1283.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5WXIDvodvGc/TvYkgAT3gSI/AAAAAAAABLI/SacQJaKhWHk/s320/IMG_1283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775311486943522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dove messages. I love that dove has a naughty side. for reals. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJN2IVRffZQ/TvYkf4MrA4I/AAAAAAAABK0/b6WAeMU1L10/s1600/IMG_1254.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EJN2IVRffZQ/TvYkf4MrA4I/AAAAAAAABK0/b6WAeMU1L10/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775309309281154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my twinner in our friend's suite at the Hard Rock. It was a beautiful suite and it was Britney's 21st birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Haa2rOTrApU/TvYkfj_z99I/AAAAAAAABKs/f5fwaPQXrpI/s1600/IMG_1251.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Haa2rOTrApU/TvYkfj_z99I/AAAAAAAABKs/f5fwaPQXrpI/s320/IMG_1251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775303886632914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my studly nephew. ethan. whaaat a babe. how can you make holding onto a duck sooo cool right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJVGunkjglA/TvYkfd0hq9I/AAAAAAAABKg/YeoZYejl8Jk/s1600/IMG_1292.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tJVGunkjglA/TvYkfd0hq9I/AAAAAAAABKg/YeoZYejl8Jk/s320/IMG_1292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689775302228683730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my bff jessica. we were walking to the asher roth concert after parking on the 7th level of planet hollywood's parking. this was in a stair well and i was like ah lets take a picture. yeah it's just gay condo's in the bkrnd but its okay. I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMpRCWpXuYI/TvYkGd9uxvI/AAAAAAAABKI/6O0IQifQhBI/s1600/IMG_1246.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMpRCWpXuYI/TvYkGd9uxvI/AAAAAAAABKI/6O0IQifQhBI/s320/IMG_1246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774872770561778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love him SOOO MUCH. ahhh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF6YDBDQMzI/TvYkGECXDkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/1afBbebusS0/s1600/IMG_1245.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF6YDBDQMzI/TvYkGECXDkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/1afBbebusS0/s320/IMG_1245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774865810656834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBKVvHaegME/TvYkHE-1tjI/AAAAAAAABKU/wwGVJuoiBAE/s1600/IMG_1250.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBKVvHaegME/TvYkHE-1tjI/AAAAAAAABKU/wwGVJuoiBAE/s320/IMG_1250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774883244193330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but really, I think I can drop out of college and be my brother's agent, he's a model for suuure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-et0JdSS2Gfo/TvYkF46ek9I/AAAAAAAABJw/Ce41fXwkUBA/s1600/IMG_1227.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-et0JdSS2Gfo/TvYkF46ek9I/AAAAAAAABJw/Ce41fXwkUBA/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774862824805330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I attempted to make santa hats out of brownie bites, strawberries and some frosting. they obvi weren't done very well, but they had a cute idea, and maybe I'll have a steady hand next year. they were delicious though!! (thats all that matters) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or-JrMytuFE/TvYkFtHnCtI/AAAAAAAABJk/RS0sFBDh9EM/s1600/IMG_1224.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Or-JrMytuFE/TvYkFtHnCtI/AAAAAAAABJk/RS0sFBDh9EM/s320/IMG_1224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774859658660562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i made these. anyone who knows me knows I LOVE cupcakes. seriously. The saddest thing is I only had one at our party, and then the next day my mom told me ants attacked them and they all had to be thrown away. saddest thing ever!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv20yQx8n9U/TvYj22GNvoI/AAAAAAAABJI/OJuGurf4MYs/s1600/IMG_1184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv20yQx8n9U/TvYj22GNvoI/AAAAAAAABJI/OJuGurf4MYs/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774604370689666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me &amp;amp; the birthday girl!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOcpY-csbNc/TvYj2WYU6EI/AAAAAAAABJA/f3PmdwMB9HU/s1600/IMG_1181.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOcpY-csbNc/TvYj2WYU6EI/AAAAAAAABJA/f3PmdwMB9HU/s320/IMG_1181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774595856721986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these cupcakes are at the sugar factory in the paris hotel. they are amazing. well okay I didnt eat them b/c they're about 4 dollars per cupcake and I was afraid the green frosting would color my whole face green. but they're SO cute right? i KNOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgK7FBL5Rqk/TvYj2DXJtnI/AAAAAAAABI0/czc21OMAFuI/s1600/IMG_1157.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgK7FBL5Rqk/TvYj2DXJtnI/AAAAAAAABI0/czc21OMAFuI/s320/IMG_1157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774590751520370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my fam went to bass pro shops. I was being a grinch, thinking oh this will be dumb. I'd rather be at the mall, etc. but listen, bass pro shops is a blast. we dressed up in the funny things and had funnel cake provided by the boy scouts of america, and it was just a good time!!! we left there with toy guns, camo outfits and a smile on our faces because we laughed so hard at everything Cody and I tried on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTZRaIUECpU/TvYj1xIa28I/AAAAAAAABIo/_y5Z2pR8slw/s1600/IMG_1154.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTZRaIUECpU/TvYj1xIa28I/AAAAAAAABIo/_y5Z2pR8slw/s320/IMG_1154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774585857891266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can't even see me. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nl4MJRPW-7I/TvYjgSg_urI/AAAAAAAABIc/2ZjJtl7vPu8/s1600/IMG_1151.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nl4MJRPW-7I/TvYjgSg_urI/AAAAAAAABIc/2ZjJtl7vPu8/s320/IMG_1151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774216862218930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this hat was actualy REALLY warm and soft, but what makes me mad is thats real rabbit fur or whosever fur!!! I was SO sad. I guess they dont kill the rabits right? or shoot I can't remember what kind of fur it was but makes me mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBGwQKypjO4/TvYjgCxtzNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/fDTF60UEdyU/s1600/IMG_1150.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBGwQKypjO4/TvYjgCxtzNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/fDTF60UEdyU/s320/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774212637379794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;real attractive picture. I know. I don't even care how embarrassing this is. it's just hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnuwZ2VHSUg/TvYjf4_BWyI/AAAAAAAABIE/EnpDV886HqQ/s1600/IMG_1149.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnuwZ2VHSUg/TvYjf4_BWyI/AAAAAAAABIE/EnpDV886HqQ/s320/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774210008832802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this hat honestly was my favorite. I'd wear it but everyone would make fun of me. but I secretly don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2biL_xuSB4/TvYjftOHNxI/AAAAAAAABH0/-obnA8gSgv4/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2biL_xuSB4/TvYjftOHNxI/AAAAAAAABH0/-obnA8gSgv4/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774206850905874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; think this was  a mailbox. If i lived in beaver, ut. this would be my mailbox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3gL5LOLiu0/TvYjfrecFYI/AAAAAAAABHs/3qnD0ZmXx3E/s1600/IMG_1142.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3gL5LOLiu0/TvYjfrecFYI/AAAAAAAABHs/3qnD0ZmXx3E/s320/IMG_1142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689774206382511490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom was a trooper she took pics with me. but mostly just embarassing pictures of me. which is totally fine with meee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKCNmNQofR4/TvYiOpA4SeI/AAAAAAAABHg/cGE_giZjm0g/s1600/IMG_6036.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKCNmNQofR4/TvYiOpA4SeI/AAAAAAAABHg/cGE_giZjm0g/s320/IMG_6036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689772814152255970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my cute friends at the sugar factory in the paris hotel for britney's 21st birthday!! all my friends are turning 21! brit on sunday, deja on wednesday, lanna on the 30th, jessica on jan 30th! I don't turn 21 till june 4th!! Once I turn 21 tho, I just want to not get any older. that'd be great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PAyz5hQdpY/TvYiON-mr6I/AAAAAAAABHU/5HbIdJLDdAo/s1600/IMG_5992.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PAyz5hQdpY/TvYiON-mr6I/AAAAAAAABHU/5HbIdJLDdAo/s320/IMG_5992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689772806894956450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I reallly love colleen. We look alike, act alike, have the same taste in clothes. She's awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Tk2jUue9I/TvYiNiTSpoI/AAAAAAAABHI/IVjNCzct-zM/s1600/IMG_5919.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Tk2jUue9I/TvYiNiTSpoI/AAAAAAAABHI/IVjNCzct-zM/s320/IMG_5919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689772795170563714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a cuteeeeeeeee boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_MQtt9LHw0/TvYiNZ3yu1I/AAAAAAAABG4/x9KDF8eTjGA/s1600/asherroth.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_MQtt9LHw0/TvYiNZ3yu1I/AAAAAAAABG4/x9KDF8eTjGA/s320/asherroth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689772792907742034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends and I at the asher roth concert! The concert sucked, but at least all of us were together!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So sorry for the picture overload, but the pictures are better than me blogging. tomorrow is christmas, so theres probably going to be a butt load of photos tomorrow!!!! So photo overload on mon or tuesday. LOVE YOU whoever you are. and Merry Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raeKgFi2Bag/TvYiNR8qDEI/AAAAAAAABGw/kkKfOrLKBFA/s1600/48bce5642b9d11e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raeKgFi2Bag/TvYiNR8qDEI/AAAAAAAABGw/kkKfOrLKBFA/s320/48bce5642b9d11e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689772790780660802" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6191405536055702334-777607256661976986?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/777607256661976986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=777607256661976986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/777607256661976986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/777607256661976986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/photo-overload.html' title='PHOTO OVERLOAD'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY2TVs1Ezp4/TvYk0TUfzqI/AAAAAAAABME/lKKO12s58uk/s72-c/IMG_1318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-8695997305726429187</id><published>2011-12-11T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:03:43.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas pics from old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9bXr3IDvik/TuV82dby0mI/AAAAAAAABGM/GH4Q3Qp_kWw/s1600/IMG_2531.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9bXr3IDvik/TuV82dby0mI/AAAAAAAABGM/GH4Q3Qp_kWw/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685087379681104482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3WB0YPJtTI/TuV82PxCDLI/AAAAAAAABF8/DMrCwVBkhJ8/s1600/IMG_2423.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e3WB0YPJtTI/TuV82PxCDLI/AAAAAAAABF8/DMrCwVBkhJ8/s320/IMG_2423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685087376012086450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFgPgriVg9c/TuV81ut78oI/AAAAAAAABF0/sBcW3l0_HeY/s1600/IMG_2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFgPgriVg9c/TuV81ut78oI/AAAAAAAABF0/sBcW3l0_HeY/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685087367140733570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdfU6-Kyz4Q/TuV81dAE3BI/AAAAAAAABFo/nc-FYsQmXb8/s1600/IMG_2418.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdfU6-Kyz4Q/TuV81dAE3BI/AAAAAAAABFo/nc-FYsQmXb8/s320/IMG_2418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685087362384976914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yinezWOZpTY/TuV6_fjz-MI/AAAAAAAABEc/NrbQz5xqZuc/s1600/IMG_8098.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAsUYsfI0Vc/TuV6C3QmHQI/AAAAAAAABCs/dFZ6hGozbdg/s320/DSC02940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685084294237003010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-8695997305726429187?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/8695997305726429187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=8695997305726429187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8695997305726429187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8695997305726429187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pics-from-old-times.html' title='Christmas pics from old times'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9bXr3IDvik/TuV82dby0mI/AAAAAAAABGM/GH4Q3Qp_kWw/s72-c/IMG_2531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4193245677928995791</id><published>2011-12-11T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:43:25.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Treeeeeee</title><content type='html'>We always have two  Christmas trees, one colorful tree with old ornaments and ones we made out of macaroni in elem school, and one classy tree that's gold, red, just beautiful. Today we got our colorful tree. I love being home so I can help my parents do everything. I seriously will live close to them for life. (haha dad I know you're reading this... you're never getting rid of me.) today he said, "I always know whats going on in your life from your blog." I didn't even think he read it, but surprise, he does. He hates when I write about him though! Oh welllll! Tonight, my Mom and I were putting colorful lights on the tree and my Dad was sitting on the couch watching the football game (cowboys vs. somebody) and he said, "theres nothing better than me sitting here watching the game and you guys decorating the tree." he is so sweet. He has all these rich friends, friends who drive $250,000 cars and he tells us all the time how sorry he feels for them. Yeah they have their cars, their fancy clothes etc, but at the end of the day they don't have a family, they're alone. He used to have a red porche, (which when jackie was like 4 she backed it out of the driveway) haha and he used to have jets, parties, blah.. but he'd give it all up for us. One day I stole his desk lamp b/c I just moved back and needed one. keep in  mind, he used it everyday, but I stole it anyways and he comes in my room and says, "hey you stole that did you, you little rat. haha" and I said, "yeah sorry! you can have it back now." and he replied, "no no you keep it honey, don't you know I'd do anything for my kids?" just the sweetest reply ever. So dad, I know you hate me posting stuff about you on the internet, but you are great. I love you x infinity, and I love your obsession with go-karts and your love for your family. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, when I started writing I didn't think it'd be all about my dad, haha so back to what I was going to talk about...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am obsessed. OBSESSED with those butterfinger chocolate bell things. They're only around this time of the year, they're delicious, I can't get enough of them. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I should be studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I was having a crappy saturday, I just felt like a horrible daughter and I told my mom it was one of those days you just wanted to sit in your room and cry (all girls know what I'm talking about) and she cheered me up by playing me in some ping pong and she's pretty dang good! let me tell you. I like that I get my non-competativeness from her. I don't like being competative unless theres a reallllly cool prize, like a cat, or chocolate, a chocolate cat..... hmmmmm. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Kyley Hailes my old roomie got engaged last night!! I've never met her man, but I'm sure he's awesome. So, another one bites the dust. and I'm secretly happy b/c I'll have to go to utah and specifically DELTA utah for her weddin' ;) which makes me happy so I can see my old friends!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EaJqYVgDwVk/TuV2Z96AROI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTdnk1gckjw/s1600/IMG_0871.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EaJqYVgDwVk/TuV2Z96AROI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTdnk1gckjw/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080293111776482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kitty elf no happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32GiizmyVpE/TuV2Zu5zZzI/AAAAAAAABBk/T044kgWw1pY/s1600/IMG_0794.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32GiizmyVpE/TuV2Zu5zZzI/AAAAAAAABBk/T044kgWw1pY/s320/IMG_0794.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080289084401458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my friday night. totally fine w/ it too. really, it was peaceful. PS. dont worry, I didn't eat all those oreos. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Gl3GhQtIDU/TuV2ZbSgefI/AAAAAAAABBY/dcxk5nyvvJw/s1600/IMG_0736.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Gl3GhQtIDU/TuV2ZbSgefI/AAAAAAAABBY/dcxk5nyvvJw/s320/IMG_0736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080283819309554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday German! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhhQ-_tmNzI/TuV2Y4bHG8I/AAAAAAAABBM/7XwIQ70kFHQ/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhhQ-_tmNzI/TuV2Y4bHG8I/AAAAAAAABBM/7XwIQ70kFHQ/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080274460154818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Bry! lots of birthdays around here!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYQ-x7HRBP4/TuV2Y7im_CI/AAAAAAAABBA/Myc7LjofBV4/s1600/IMG_0723.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYQ-x7HRBP4/TuV2Y7im_CI/AAAAAAAABBA/Myc7LjofBV4/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080275296910370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greggerz. It wasn't his birthday, but he rocked that santa hat for suuuure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJjZhh6sKqU/TuV2MbjTV9I/AAAAAAAABA0/IHQ_JtEjMN4/s1600/IMG_0621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJjZhh6sKqU/TuV2MbjTV9I/AAAAAAAABA0/IHQ_JtEjMN4/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080060551452626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't get why animals don't like outfits. I really dont.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW2YC2rsx6g/TuV2L-i-qBI/AAAAAAAABAo/DTOdbZj_KFM/s1600/IMG_0699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW2YC2rsx6g/TuV2L-i-qBI/AAAAAAAABAo/DTOdbZj_KFM/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080052765468690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and  Tyloy at a mustache party. Mustache party!? Kids these days and their parties. Really though, there was a competition, awards, and some reallly cool staches and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbQUr5JDsIY/TuV2LbddY1I/AAAAAAAABAc/5NaPuPDmOfo/s1600/IMG_0697.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BbQUr5JDsIY/TuV2LbddY1I/AAAAAAAABAc/5NaPuPDmOfo/s320/IMG_0697.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080043347075922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just LOVE mariah. Really though. This CD is golden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_qBWaTcn_c/TuV2LdVlcVI/AAAAAAAABAM/e638tGQb1J0/s1600/IMG_0686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_qBWaTcn_c/TuV2LdVlcVI/AAAAAAAABAM/e638tGQb1J0/s320/IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080043850920274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of two of our trees. goooooorgeous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3cVTvegQ8Ec/TuV2LOAW35I/AAAAAAAABAE/x3sNZV_N2Kg/s1600/IMG_0633.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3cVTvegQ8Ec/TuV2LOAW35I/AAAAAAAABAE/x3sNZV_N2Kg/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685080039735353234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;really though, romeo is one of my bffs. call me a cat lady, thats fine. I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4193245677928995791?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4193245677928995791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4193245677928995791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4193245677928995791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4193245677928995791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-treeeeeee.html' title='Oh Christmas Treeeeeee'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EaJqYVgDwVk/TuV2Z96AROI/AAAAAAAABBs/vTdnk1gckjw/s72-c/IMG_0871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3085904177182264671</id><published>2011-12-10T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:21:30.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's saaaaturdayyy</title><content type='html'>Saturday. The best day. Today I slept in, made waffles, went on pinterest for awhile and I'm going to the go-kart track soon to help out. Its a beautiful day out and saturdays are awesome and in the back of my mind I'm thinking, "keep calm, and make it to Christmas Break." Thursday I'll be done with my math, history, biology, nutrition and accounting classes. Seriously, I cannnnnot wait to be done. I hate all the studying, preparing, long nights, stressing, study groups, homework you do and all that really matters is the 4 tests you take in the semester. anyways. for all of you that have finals week next week too, good luck &amp;amp; enjoy your saturday whoever you are. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zheh0FeECBU/TuO-biJuJcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2uMSf-yvT2Q/s1600/Picture%2B4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zheh0FeECBU/TuO-biJuJcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2uMSf-yvT2Q/s320/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684596534905021890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60mNMPYGjhs/TuO90SI7NFI/AAAAAAAAA_s/zMwBkq9qTO8/s1600/two%2Bmost%2Bimportant%2Bdays%2Bin%2Byour%2Blife.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-birWlbjI5ao/TuO9zrF01gI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/oblscOz5E7k/s320/be%2Byourself%2Beveryone%2Belse%2Bis%2Btaken.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684595850109834754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBPuDswZHZs/TuO9zbs_ZOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vLH3DKnevyc/s1600/be%2Bnice%2Bor%2Bleave..png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBPuDswZHZs/TuO9zbs_ZOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/vLH3DKnevyc/s320/be%2Bnice%2Bor%2Bleave..png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684595845979137250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nxLSRgN6KU/TuO9zHG5q2I/AAAAAAAAA-8/NZ7Mkpvehs0/s1600/traveling%2Bto%2Bparis.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nxLSRgN6KU/TuO9zHG5q2I/AAAAAAAAA-8/NZ7Mkpvehs0/s320/traveling%2Bto%2Bparis.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684595840450669410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3085904177182264671?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3085904177182264671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3085904177182264671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3085904177182264671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3085904177182264671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-saaaaturdayyy.html' title='It&apos;s saaaaturdayyy'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zheh0FeECBU/TuO-biJuJcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2uMSf-yvT2Q/s72-c/Picture%2B4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5998844342176975617</id><published>2011-12-10T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:03:46.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding feverrrr</title><content type='html'>Is it bad that I just want to take engagement pictures and plan a big wedding or party without getting married? haha looking at pinterest, seriously all the rings, the photos, the babies the dresses, the ideas, crafts, my GOSH my mind goes 100000 miles per minute. If I had to plan a wedding now, I totally could and it would be freakin awesome. I may or may not have a folder on my desktop named "wedding" with pictures and links to things.... I guess I should find a man first. bleh. men. man. guy. dude. meh I dont neeed em. I'll plan the best party, and have a kick ass time without one. But really, I have the cutest friends that are married, engaged, or about to have little babies!!! I adore and envy them right now..... BUT secretly I don't want any of it right now. I guess all I want is to plan that big party minus the &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; marriage part. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vg3-omIktCI/TuMfw6BB8tI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oWRJlq2OKBI/s1600/Picture%2B12.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vg3-omIktCI/TuMfw6BB8tI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oWRJlq2OKBI/s320/Picture%2B12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684422079739458258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my BEAUTIFUL, drop dead, gorgeous, sweetest best friend Tayler Anne Myers. Mitchell and Tayler were married May of 2011. Seriously their pictures are to die for. Makes me want a wedding, or a love. real bad. love you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyvtWN_paoY/TuMfwvNZL3I/AAAAAAAAA-g/XI8hotm9IGM/s1600/Picture%2B14.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyvtWN_paoY/TuMfwvNZL3I/AAAAAAAAA-g/XI8hotm9IGM/s320/Picture%2B14.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684422076838522738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;snapshot of pinterest and how many ideas, pictures things there are its insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLWbgEGdYUM/TuMfwZRvKvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nqeHt4ny8lQ/s1600/Picture%2B15.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLWbgEGdYUM/TuMfwZRvKvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/nqeHt4ny8lQ/s320/Picture%2B15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684422070951160562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rose gold. I feel it's the "new thing." Whatever it is, I like it. No, I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFIVUh1hxfg/TuMfwKPCSCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/wf0wZEZnhCs/s1600/Picture%2B16.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFIVUh1hxfg/TuMfwKPCSCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/wf0wZEZnhCs/s320/Picture%2B16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684422066913298466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one day. One day a guy will be SO excited to marry me. for forever. Just like this sweet guy in this picture. Gotta love love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5998844342176975617?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5998844342176975617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5998844342176975617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5998844342176975617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5998844342176975617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/wedding-feverrrr.html' title='wedding feverrrr'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vg3-omIktCI/TuMfw6BB8tI/AAAAAAAAA-w/oWRJlq2OKBI/s72-c/Picture%2B12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6439674225535215557</id><published>2011-12-10T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:22:47.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House that burned down</title><content type='html'>This is a picture of the Palluck boys, their house caught fire and its obvi devastating, but they're smiling! The sweet boys are smiling. Their family is SO strong, they are all together. Just thought I'd share. Keep them in your prayers. xoxo. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIzmE_MHKPI/TuMWgrn6YmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3ieScmOa14Y/s1600/Picture%2B9.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIzmE_MHKPI/TuMWgrn6YmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3ieScmOa14Y/s320/Picture%2B9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684411905393451618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6439674225535215557?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6439674225535215557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6439674225535215557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6439674225535215557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6439674225535215557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/house-that-burned-down.html' title='House that burned down'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIzmE_MHKPI/TuMWgrn6YmI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3ieScmOa14Y/s72-c/Picture%2B9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-8469482837554829081</id><published>2011-12-09T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:17:27.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houses burning down'/><title type='text'>Final.ly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlIjBIhgodg/TuMVRJfVWaI/AAAAAAAAA94/LY84PjrevWY/s1600/Picture%2B8.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlIjBIhgodg/TuMVRJfVWaI/AAAAAAAAA94/LY84PjrevWY/s320/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684410539020999074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right you go glen coco!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_lXkP9orRA/TuMVQzROdcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/p_MBnHVb3dM/s1600/Picture%2B6.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_lXkP9orRA/TuMVQzROdcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/p_MBnHVb3dM/s320/Picture%2B6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684410533056247234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really though, Pride and Prejudice. Best Movie Ever. (I like the one with Keira) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8xRkMQMg4M/TuMVP8o3c8I/AAAAAAAAA9g/s2b-S8TFBLs/s1600/Picture%2B5.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8xRkMQMg4M/TuMVP8o3c8I/AAAAAAAAA9g/s2b-S8TFBLs/s320/Picture%2B5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684410518391452610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mmmmmhhm my boy Drake said it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KT1MVd2BJqA/TuMVPj52pzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KOXt1rob2-Y/s1600/Picture%2B4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KT1MVd2BJqA/TuMVPj52pzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KOXt1rob2-Y/s320/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684410511751817010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santaaaa can I have him pleaseeee? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals week is next week! I'm SO ready for this semester to be over. Can't wait for the niece and nephew to come, the best friends to come in town, the hot chocolate, the nights filled with laughter from old friends. can't wait. It's friday, and I'm at home. of course. yeah, there was a party tonight (which I bought purple pants for...) actually I have been wanting them forever, so it was just the perfect excuse. So, point is, I'm glad I bought them, even if I didn't wear them tonight. This week has been long, and lots has happened. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Last week a neighbor that lives a street over's house burned down. Not like burnt so theres just ash, but a pretty big amt of damage and everything. LUCKILY their family is safe, they have the 3 sweetest little boys, and they're all safe. Sadly their pets died. (not sure how many, what kind) but seriously that's just the saddest thing. I can't imagine our house burning down, we've lived in this house since I was 1. Meaning, there is so many memories, so many creeks in the floors, things that if they burned down in just a few moments would break my heart. So my prayers go out to the Palluck family because a house burning down is very traumatic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Horoscopes: lately, my horoscope has nailed me on the head. Today, my horoscope said, "you're going to be distracted easier than usual today." haha first of all, I'm distracted all the time. Secondly, I don't let my horoscope affect my day. . if I have to get shiz done, I get shiz done. Thirdly, just check your horoscope. It'll probably describe you perfectly and its crazy how the moon or whatever affects it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stand when guys who don't talk to you much, or dont have the right to, call you hunny, sweetie, sweetheart, babe, babygirl, etc. If I like you, and I mean LIKE, you'll know. Then, and ONLY then can you call me babygirl, and sugar lips or whatever the freak you please, until then PLEASE don't ever call me those names, (or any others). boys. they're friggin dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Cody Craig Orrock, age 11 told me he got a girlfriend! Her name is Emily. yesterday when my Mom and I picked code up from school and he showed us a note from her, it went something like I think you're cute, etc. real sweet note, then today, SHE asks him out. Ladies, woah, calm it down!! This chick moves SO fast, haha when I was 11 I was dodging guys, and I even threw away notes and cards  from guys when they were so sweet and gave them to me. It just scared me, so how does a 11 year old girl take charge and start a relationship with a little boy? Just is crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry my post is literally the most random thing ever. Read my horoscope (gemini) we're random, flighty, adaptable, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was younger, I used to wear this sweatshirt all the time that said, "I was going to conquer the world... until I got distracted by something shiny...." haha story of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has made me thankful for such an amazing Mom and Dad. They are strong, sweet, and really the hardest workers I know. I'm thankful for my fridays off of school &amp;amp; work so I can get cafe rio and go to Costco with my mom, and end our night with hot chocolate. Really Mom, and I know you read this... you are my best friend. I love you x infinity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdZk0RSXZts/TuMToouvjMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fENnihcMSco/s1600/IMG_0836.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdZk0RSXZts/TuMToouvjMI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fENnihcMSco/s320/IMG_0836.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684408743520865474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLWr8g6TEmw/TuMToTI3L_I/AAAAAAAAA84/J_h43sIm7jY/s1600/ethanthanksgiving2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLWr8g6TEmw/TuMToTI3L_I/AAAAAAAAA84/J_h43sIm7jY/s320/ethanthanksgiving2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684408737724837874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyDLcwjTXss/TuMTnq1zL2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/txEGM-nkJnU/s1600/Picture%2B2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LyDLcwjTXss/TuMTnq1zL2I/AAAAAAAAA8s/txEGM-nkJnU/s320/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684408726907465570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RbarK0tSkg/TuMTndBCkOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/OBzAe-5dKH4/s1600/thanksgiving2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RbarK0tSkg/TuMTndBCkOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/OBzAe-5dKH4/s320/thanksgiving2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684408723196514530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-8469482837554829081?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/8469482837554829081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=8469482837554829081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8469482837554829081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8469482837554829081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally.html' title='Final.ly'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlIjBIhgodg/TuMVRJfVWaI/AAAAAAAAA94/LY84PjrevWY/s72-c/Picture%2B8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-8264882285572875364</id><published>2011-11-30T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:06:07.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bullying'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I'm already beginning my resolutions b/c I normally don't follow through with them. (duh), and I want these to last. HOWEVER I'll still add to my resolutions list, no matter if its feb of 2012. So far, I've been gym-min it up at LVAC for a good 3 days now. Go ME! I joined, and I'm going with my best friend's sister Natalie. She's a freakin babe, and knows what to do and pushes me. All the things I need at the gym. If I'm by myself, I don't even care and I do things half-ass, so thanks nat. I needed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to my friend &lt;a href="http://amberfillerup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber &lt;/a&gt;who is the CUTEST and mean people still like to say rude things to her. You're awesome, and pretty, and amazing... so that's why haters hate on you. Good job at confronting the "oh-so-tough annonomous person" too. Remember people, they're annonomous for a reason, because they're &lt;strong&gt;NOBODY&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't believe bullying is still happening now a days. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kills&lt;/span&gt; me. First it used to be back in the day, pushing, shoving, fighting, taking lunches, now a days someone is at home, in their Spongebob Squarepants PJ's writing annonomous things and STILL hurting people. No matter what century we're in, bullying will always be a problem and it's amazing to me how immature ppl can be. If you're being bullied, tell me &amp;amp; I'll take care of it. I might even drop out of school and create a job for it. I hate seeing people sad. Hate it. If someone were to bully my little brother, oh boy... that 11 year old better run. My friend Ryan Kelly, he has been my friend since like elementary school days, he made fun of my brother to my face in the 5th grade, and he still has a scar from me and won't ever let me forget it and tells everyone about it. SO theres a little warning for y'all.. I''m tough, and I leave physical and emotional scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about bullying. I'm in a good mood I swear. I'm sitting at school, studying/blogging. listening to the Mariah Carey Christmas Station on Pandora preparing for my math exam at 1. EHH. exams stress me the freak out. Studying makes me so sleepy too. Last night I was studying in bed (badddd idea) and I fell asleep at 9 with accounting notes on me. I have to stand up every 4 minutes and slap myself in the face and do jumping jacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? yesterday, I was walking to my car, which was in a parking lot I never park in, I was just late that day. And I walked past this truck making the "car battery dead" noise , so I said, "Do you need help?" to a stranger and he turned around, with gorgeous blue eyes, and said yesss please. haha what a little sweetheart. I love when guys admit they need help. So I drive my car over, jump his car (saving the day).. NBD, and then he asked me out for being so gracious and helping him. haha unfortunately I can already tell he's not my type... buuut doesn't hurt that I made a new friend right? right. I'm glad I could help 'cause I'm not a guy who can just pull over on the freeway to help a stranger b/c who knows what will happpen, but if i'm at UNLV's parking lot, with lots of ppl walking by, I'm good. Anyways, Love you all. hope you are having a wonderful fantastic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, CEO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-8264882285572875364?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/8264882285572875364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=8264882285572875364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8264882285572875364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8264882285572875364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5107169717450240079</id><published>2011-11-27T11:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T11:50:06.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thxgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>This day is glorious. Sundays are the best first of all, I woke up and made waffles with my brand new waffle maker I got from black friday and they were just delicious... Now I'm back in bed with my heated blanket listening to pandora's christmas station, and I'm blogging and digesting. Then later I'm going to get the Christmas stuff down. I'm SO excited. I literally can't wait!!! I love Christmas, I love Thanksgiving, I love these last few holidays of the year. They never last as long as I want them to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So thanksgiving 2011 was..... AMAZING. We spent a low-key little thanksgiving at my sister, Aubree's house. It was delicious, everything was amazing and we had extra everything. Then we went to our HUGE thanksgiving we have every year at a church. This one I thought was smaller than last year (but no complaining from me) quality not quantity of people..... and the quality of the people in our family is great.  I miss utah b/c all the little kiddies are so fun and cute. Allie, Kaitlin, and Sophie my cousins kids just attacked me straight up, and let me tell you those kids are strong. I love all of those kids with my heart. It kills me we're not all up there together all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS we all saw the Muppets (which I hate) but it wasnt too bad... it was a cute show. and Jack Black was in it and hes funny. SO.... I say yes, its a good family show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two things happen when I go to utah and come home, 1 I'm sick, with a sore throat, and 2 I get fat. Like gain a couple pounds, and no its not just from the Thanksgiving food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepare for pic overload:: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VsYY9vhnTQ/TtKUOxX0VoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pQpkMSc1HyU/s1600/IMG_0525.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VsYY9vhnTQ/TtKUOxX0VoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pQpkMSc1HyU/s320/IMG_0525.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679765061559932546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD3P49sIU5Y/TtKUOrfpTeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/YodLmPxlmKM/s1600/IMG_0575.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD3P49sIU5Y/TtKUOrfpTeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/YodLmPxlmKM/s320/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679765059982151138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3soexDAfQQ/TtKUOQBU9GI/AAAAAAAAA78/TwW0PZ3EPRA/s1600/IMG_0566.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3KvviPdYI0/TtKTT5l-Y2I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/tigKV6816wM/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679764050154513250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYfHytEB0lI/TtKTT4nPFXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/O-lAED7_X2M/s1600/IMG_0472.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYfHytEB0lI/TtKTT4nPFXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/O-lAED7_X2M/s320/IMG_0472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679764049891366258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5107169717450240079?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5107169717450240079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5107169717450240079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5107169717450240079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5107169717450240079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/thxgiving-2011.html' title='Thxgiving 2011'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VsYY9vhnTQ/TtKUOxX0VoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pQpkMSc1HyU/s72-c/IMG_0525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3198003680999882028</id><published>2011-11-21T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:58:34.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black friday shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Monday Funday</title><content type='html'>Please excuse my stupid page right now. I'm working on getting it centered and pretty.. but for now its just a big mess. Today started out grand, woke up completely sideways on my bed (i've been sleeping like that lately) its a little weird, and my mom made me breakfast, and I added a lot of sugar and everyone laughed at me. But how else am I going to stay awake in class? DUHH. So anyways. I'm at school, in UNLV's little computer lab, thinking I'd get some homwork done, which I did. . . then blogging called my name.... Seriously think I have ADD, last night I was talking to someone and I was listening to them but suddenly asked my other friend something about what she was holding... I guess I think I can multitask too fast? I get SO distracted easily its funny. Even thought I'm in class and focusing on the teacher and the powerpoint, etc...all I keep thinking about is THANKSGIVING! I can't wait for thanksgiving. for pies, ham, rolls, mashed potatoes and gravy, ughhh I cant wait. I love looking forward to things, and cant wait for them to happen, and then once they are here, and the day comes and I'm enjoying every minute of it I just want it to last forever. . . if only. I can't wait to see my friends and family, my neice and nephew, to help bake, see my grammma, and aunts, and cousins kids, and BLACK FRIDAY SHOPPING. Can't freakin wait. Not that I have money, thats fine, its just the whole excitement and everything with my cousins. well. I have one more class in an hour, then I'm going to Forever 21 to get leopard pants. I really want them and I have the perfect black lacey shirt to wear them with. What a day. Hope your day is fantastic!!! xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. just tried to log into pinterest at unlv on their computers and it says it has an error or something? I'm going to DIE. what will I do for an hour!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3198003680999882028?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3198003680999882028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3198003680999882028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3198003680999882028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3198003680999882028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-excuse-my-stupid-page-right-now.html' title='Monday Funday'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3825611344144865465</id><published>2011-11-20T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:32:43.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Funday</title><content type='html'>This is my 102nd post. I missed my 100th post. shucks. anyhow.... today was a fab day!! Sundays are nice, I sleep in, sometimes make breakfast with the fam, sometimes take naps. All the glorious things in life. So today, I woke up late, went to church and it was munch and mingle sunday. Anyone who knows me knows I love munch and mingle. You could probably get me to go anywhere if you mention food. Thats embarrassing but its not like anyone reads this anyways so its fine. So after M&amp;amp;M I went to dinner with my fam at Sweet Tomatos, for the record I'm not a fan. I had a crap attitude though, I was just tired and I didn't realize it and I was just being a straight up B. So when I got home, it was around 6 and I thought... (I need to go to bed, but its too early... I wanna take a bath but thats too small.... so I should go in the hot tub, that'll make me happy). SO i went in the hottub. Brillant. and it did make me happier. I literally fell asleep &amp;amp; was sooo relaxed. It was one of those sleeps that is like a power sleep, like 10 mins feels like 45 etc. and woke up to my brother ryan sneeking in the jacuzzi which was cool. we talked about life, traveling, experiences, ya know the usual. Then I took a shower and I was in my bed in pinterest (naturally) just laying in my heated blanket and then Clark Harrington called and said peeps were goin to Beccas to play games. Sooo I went too, took some muddy buddies, and went over there.. It was a blast, we played a game called.... shoot it was called... crap I can't remember, but alyssa leavitt brought it, and it was hilarious. thennn we played hide &amp;amp; go seek. Which is really fun, I always want to play and others don't cause they're too mature (gay). but we played, and I won (course), and came up with really cool hiding spots for peeps btw. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So this is what I learned today, in sacrament or somewhere in church today, someone said, "we come into this world with nothing, and we leave with nothing." That simple sentence struck me. I am such a materialistic girl. I can't help it, around here the mall's too close, boots are too cute, and target gets new stuff too often. Sometimes I just need to take a step back and think, all this stuff doesn't matter in the end... (granted I love the way new clothes and boots and stuff makes me feel). but, sometimes I just need to KISS,( keep it simple stupid ) I'm applying that to life, keep life simple, volunteer, help people, service, ya know-- do the real important things, not think like oohh I have the day off I should go shopping! Don't think that Christy. That's tough. Gonna take some work but thought I'd share what I learned. PS I saw my favorite family ever today, the Dominoco family. They're the nicest, awesomeist family ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days of school &amp;amp; then thanksgiving. I'm &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw. saw twilight part 1: gay. creepy bella got preggerz, and it was just weird, I'm glad they started the movie off with Jacob taking his shirt off. Got my attention therrrr ;-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3825611344144865465?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3825611344144865465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3825611344144865465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3825611344144865465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3825611344144865465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3016302153398852105</id><published>2011-11-19T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T07:58:15.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfinger jingle bells</title><content type='html'>These are my favorite thing about this time of the year. Besides the decorating, snow in utah to snowboard, family coming down for two weeks, playing with my niece and nephew, eating so much everyday of my moms cakes pies cookies etc. you know. After all of that stuff.... These are one of my favorite things. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1I46aJThpKg/TsfSFqQM6EI/AAAAAAAAA54/Z3_jMJgYes4/s640/blogger-image-413109339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1I46aJThpKg/TsfSFqQM6EI/AAAAAAAAA54/Z3_jMJgYes4/s640/blogger-image-413109339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3016302153398852105?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3016302153398852105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3016302153398852105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3016302153398852105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3016302153398852105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-are-my-favorite-thing-about-this.html' title='Butterfinger jingle bells'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1I46aJThpKg/TsfSFqQM6EI/AAAAAAAAA54/Z3_jMJgYes4/s72-c/blogger-image-413109339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2097151395305890255</id><published>2011-11-19T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:10:54.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st kayla!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my friend since I was 9 years old (that's 3rd grade ppl) turned 21!!! Happy 21st birthday Kayla Alicia Archuletta. This girl is the bomb. Str8^. She and I always matched, had best friend bracelets, necklaces, traded stickers, laughed all the time. She is an awesome person. Obviously we went to different middle &amp;amp; high schools &amp;amp; colleges, &amp;amp; live on the complete opposite side of towns from each other, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter because we're always going to be friends. Theres only 4 other girls that I can say that is true for. Kind of a huge deal. Literally we'll always. be. best.friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PICTURE TIME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPcu1dzxDr0/Tsdu6-MhrII/AAAAAAAAA4w/Kc_Blr-qF2Q/s1600/392033_2195096958081_1266907814_31900333_26815352_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPcu1dzxDr0/Tsdu6-MhrII/AAAAAAAAA4w/Kc_Blr-qF2Q/s400/392033_2195096958081_1266907814_31900333_26815352_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676627814730804354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMp3ro50MUc/TsdxoAxsWgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hH8ay5jzgW0/s1600/Picture%2B20.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zMp3ro50MUc/TsdxoAxsWgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hH8ay5jzgW0/s400/Picture%2B20.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676630787540933122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the 5th grade or 4th grade bike thing. classssic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_KnSiA6czQ/TsdxnulRKxI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Tm6R0Ha1TBo/s1600/Picture%2B19.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_KnSiA6czQ/TsdxnulRKxI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Tm6R0Ha1TBo/s400/Picture%2B19.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676630782656981778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5th grade hawaiian graduation party! go us!! and we still know brianna in the middle!  I have always been the tall one of the group.. no worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-HKf3oCGOY/TsdxnOR0CRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/rdSke3k6oaQ/s1600/Picture%2B18.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-HKf3oCGOY/TsdxnOR0CRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/rdSke3k6oaQ/s400/Picture%2B18.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676630773985446162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my birthday at circus circus. I still talk to all these girls minus 1, catherine, in the bottom left corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxKXUZfflUA/Tsdxm03637I/AAAAAAAAA5I/uv1pJIFxIE8/s1600/Picture%2B17.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxKXUZfflUA/Tsdxm03637I/AAAAAAAAA5I/uv1pJIFxIE8/s400/Picture%2B17.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676630767165956018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Literally still friends with half these people. kayla you always had pretty hair. I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4KzoS_EfHQ/TsdxmjM8oXI/AAAAAAAAA48/thvhCnWUfOk/s1600/Picture%2B16.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4KzoS_EfHQ/TsdxmjM8oXI/AAAAAAAAA48/thvhCnWUfOk/s400/Picture%2B16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676630762422313330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was probably some summer day, and me, kayla and alanna all have the same red white and blue swimsuit from GAP. it was the cool thing. For the record, I'm friends with all these girls. They're all fantastic ladies.  (btw please excuse the fact that i look like a little boy here! thanks) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2097151395305890255?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2097151395305890255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2097151395305890255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2097151395305890255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2097151395305890255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-21st-kayla.html' title='Happy 21st kayla!!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPcu1dzxDr0/Tsdu6-MhrII/AAAAAAAAA4w/Kc_Blr-qF2Q/s72-c/392033_2195096958081_1266907814_31900333_26815352_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3194235174284337957</id><published>2011-11-16T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T00:42:29.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boat Load of Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k76mQ3eLn4Y/TsQMeoRK1LI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8-x2e8NKJ2o/s1600/rejection%252C%2Battention%252C%2Baffection%252C%2Bperfection.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K5s4td9fbUU/TsQMeYS_igI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Oe8OmOunFn8/s400/Picture%2B5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675675146451388930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_m0oMulq_w/TsQMeIlnPJI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Z2nUK4RVwaI/s1600/Picture%2B4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_m0oMulq_w/TsQMeIlnPJI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Z2nUK4RVwaI/s400/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675675142234520722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3194235174284337957?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3194235174284337957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3194235174284337957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3194235174284337957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3194235174284337957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/boat-load-of-quotes.html' title='Boat Load of Quotes'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k76mQ3eLn4Y/TsQMeoRK1LI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8-x2e8NKJ2o/s72-c/rejection%252C%2Battention%252C%2Baffection%252C%2Bperfection.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2421177144249084257</id><published>2011-11-16T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:55:05.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addicting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I'm addicted.</title><content type='html'>If i could just cut out Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, YouTube, all online shopping, Netflix, Hulu, cwtv.com, every distracting site I go on before I actually use my internet and computer for something productive. I'd be the most productive person in the world. If only. I need some more self control. If I cut this crap out ^ I'd have to cut this crap, meaning blogging out. It's where I vent, share my ridiculously crazy ideas... and doesn't get me anywhere. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing is, all these things make me happy. Blogging-- love it. Pinterest- where i get my crafty ideas, fitness inspiration, holiday ideas, new recipes, etc. I can't live without them. Thats why I wish I never had them. Because you can live without something you never had because you don't know what it's like to have it. (it makes sense, just think about it).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging twice in one day. We can all tell how my days going... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2421177144249084257?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2421177144249084257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2421177144249084257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2421177144249084257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2421177144249084257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m addicted.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-290817238633414685</id><published>2011-11-16T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:43:28.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another wednesday</title><content type='html'>It's just another wednesday around here... Ryan is here from Vienna. He went from living in Vienna, to visiting NY, to here, and he's going to India in Jan. I knew someone else in our family had the traveling bug just as bad as I did. He mentioned today that he was going to India in January, and I said, "really? What for?" To which he replied, "because  I heard it was cool." I've heard costa rica was cool... I better go check it out. I wish I could be like that...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... my dad left my lights on last night in my car. (really, it wasn't my fault)... anddddd so it was dead this morning. I was already running late (of course)... and my dad wasnt home, my mom was in the shower. Life just wasn't going well for me today... anyhow. I made my Mom get out of the shower.. and we youtube'd how to jump start a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I used Siri in a time of need by asking, "how to jump start a car" and she replied, "Jen erickson can't facetime right now." pointless. Comeeon apple. Get your Siri together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. I missed accounting... math is at 1. and I am just praying for this week to be over. This week is really stressful. 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But this is about my weekend! We put Halloween decorations away which is the scary pic btw. I can't believe Halloween has come and gone. Fastest month ever!! So my friend Nakell graduated from Ameritech, it's a Utah school for surgical techs. She was my roomie in Utah and she just moved back down here so she had a celebration at her house and we ate tons of food, laughed, made some friendship bracelets and ate more delicious food!!! My weekend was great though. Vegas is getting freeezing cold. Out at the track it's so cold we had to get a heater. I wore 3 jackets and gloves an boots while I was out there. Hope y'all had a good weekend! Ps Ryan, my bro is moving back in with us in like a week. I'm a little stressed about life like school and work now. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xo20aMo3p2Q/TrdsKD6FRiI/AAAAAAAAA2c/-qXrs-5NtNg/s640/blogger-image--947163572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1470513826735596630?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1470513826735596630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1470513826735596630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1470513826735596630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1470513826735596630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WEhNyJ-1OkQ/TrdsIaVh8zI/AAAAAAAAA1k/4Zd4phlTzXE/s72-c/blogger-image-1327687541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6206247257659141062</id><published>2011-11-03T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:51:55.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello :)</title><content type='html'>Today is my Friday! I love not having school on Fridays. Last night I got to see my friend sandra! She's amaaazing. She just did an internship at Elle and cosmo in Italy and Serbia. She's just traveling and enjoying life. (I'm jealous) but she's back now and we had dinner &amp; I'm glad she's back. Vegas needs more quality people here. Have a great weekend all! 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Thinking of dropping my accounting class. I need a good gpa. What should I do? What would the honey badger do? Schoolz killin me. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TtZu_YsUJBM/TrGB4xSN9RI/AAAAAAAAAzo/VW8Q8CFk9B0/s640/blogger-image--1771476140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TtZu_YsUJBM/TrGB4xSN9RI/AAAAAAAAAzo/VW8Q8CFk9B0/s640/blogger-image--1771476140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IIEFg6TMpM0/TrGB5nbouII/AAAAAAAAAzw/HeHr9JFjba4/s640/blogger-image--1431550683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-IIEFg6TMpM0/TrGB5nbouII/AAAAAAAAAzw/HeHr9JFjba4/s640/blogger-image--1431550683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-629315051732612710?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/629315051732612710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=629315051732612710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/629315051732612710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/629315051732612710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/beauty-school-dropout.html' title='Beauty school dropout'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TtZu_YsUJBM/TrGB4xSN9RI/AAAAAAAAAzo/VW8Q8CFk9B0/s72-c/blogger-image--1771476140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2298464692790235261</id><published>2011-11-01T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:55:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest favorites of the night</title><content type='html'>Here's some pics of my favorite things on pinterest  right now. it's raining out and I'm wearing a sweater and laying in bed. It's the simple things in life that make it so enjoyable right? &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OdGoikyjj1Y/TrDbAU4PhRI/AAAAAAAAAx8/b0RJ0M9oHQg/s640/blogger-image-173418970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OdGoikyjj1Y/TrDbAU4PhRI/AAAAAAAAAx8/b0RJ0M9oHQg/s640/blogger-image-173418970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CDLxC25pq_c/TrDbArfLelI/AAAAAAAAAyE/AbXtH0RN34U/s640/blogger-image--2078711964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CDLxC25pq_c/TrDbArfLelI/AAAAAAAAAyE/AbXtH0RN34U/s640/blogger-image--2078711964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zxvErzvXZOU/TrDbCBSDVKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/asxtn2LvUw8/s640/blogger-image-537830148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zxvErzvXZOU/TrDbCBSDVKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/asxtn2LvUw8/s640/blogger-image-537830148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pnLVJAqkLno/TrDbDhyuK1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/rveTXRWDoJU/s640/blogger-image-597849900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pnLVJAqkLno/TrDbDhyuK1I/AAAAAAAAAyo/rveTXRWDoJU/s640/blogger-image-597849900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9lXdTzAiib0/TrDbEgC3QpI/AAAAAAAAAyw/C3h8uHI-i0I/s640/blogger-image-1466530277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9lXdTzAiib0/TrDbEgC3QpI/AAAAAAAAAyw/C3h8uHI-i0I/s640/blogger-image-1466530277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0sVZNnfKo7s/TrDbGT1Z3nI/AAAAAAAAAzE/DMsKhj-u7f8/s640/blogger-image--275293874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0sVZNnfKo7s/TrDbGT1Z3nI/AAAAAAAAAzE/DMsKhj-u7f8/s640/blogger-image--275293874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2298464692790235261?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2298464692790235261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2298464692790235261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2298464692790235261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2298464692790235261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/11/pinterest-favorites-of-night.html' title='Pinterest favorites of the night'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OdGoikyjj1Y/TrDbAU4PhRI/AAAAAAAAAx8/b0RJ0M9oHQg/s72-c/blogger-image-173418970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-8925617549250894148</id><published>2011-11-01T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:55:26.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howllllerweeeen</title><content type='html'>Howdy everybody!!! How was your Halloween? Mine was just dandy. I'm on my phone so I can't tell the order that the pictures are gonna load. Anyway I got the iPhone 4s yesterday and I'm in love with it. The androids are cool but iPhones are awesome. I went to Cali for a day and a half Halloween weekend. We went to escape from wonderland. It was a crazy huge rave party concert thing. It was fun but tiring. By 12 I was ready to to go to bed. I am 80 years old sometimes. So for Halloween which was on a Monday which kinda was weird... Started with an accounting exam then I came home and carved pumpkins with my mom and Cody. Then I bought 14 bags of candy then I took Cody to Oliver's where we trick or treated with other kiddies. Then we went back to our street that was poppin!! Literally there were so many people. There's a picture I posted of cars on the street. Lazy parents that drove to our good neighborhood to get our candy and then drive home. Kinda drives me crazy. Buuuut the most amazing thing is we didn't run out of candy. We could only give one price of candy to one person because literally we had hundreds of people come.   Think about it. If we have 14 bags with 30+ pieces of candy in them, one to each person. That's hundreds. Anyways hope y'all had a great Halloween I had a fabulous one. After everyone went to sleep I went to a friends to watch scary movies then I went home scared and my mom came outside for me when I got home cause it was dark and then she slept in my room. Isn't my mom the greatest!? .my family is the bomb..  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Feels like thursday or something. This week has seemed long because of midterms probably. I just hate them. Anyways, I slept in,skipped some classes and did more productive things such as: making an earring holder out of a picture frame, and making my halloween costume!! It's not a full picture because the final product is a surprise. Y'all don't get to see me with my wings, sparkles, and dress on till this weekend. (I know you're dying inside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwwJPZ1wv2U/TqhmM_1pXVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Klp5BSPoIRY/s1600/earrings.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwwJPZ1wv2U/TqhmM_1pXVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Klp5BSPoIRY/s400/earrings.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667892504526675282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whats funny is I thought this would be large enough for all my earrings, but I have tons left soooo hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-JdZUJWjyo/TqhmMjEDCwI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/sG-6ay_F6F0/s1600/tinkerbell.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-JdZUJWjyo/TqhmMjEDCwI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/sG-6ay_F6F0/s400/tinkerbell.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667892496802450178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, after cutting and cutting (not too short :) My mom did this whole thing, I just cut the bottom ( of course). So thanks momsy. without you, I'd be nothing (seriously). She dealt with my complaining its too tight, it's too long, it's too this and too that... but finally the outfit is complete. Funny story for ya: these were my curtains as a child. haha yes, my room was lime green &amp;amp; hot pink and black. Most walked in it and said it looked like a watermelon, I loved it!! So we had this awesome fabric lying around... so I decided to be tink!! next year, i'll use the other side of the curtain to be a mermaid. haha it's shiny &amp;amp; sparkly so what else  could you ask for!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5240025466245296591?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5240025466245296591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5240025466245296591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5240025466245296591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5240025466245296591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/thrilled-right-now.html' title='thrilled right now'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwwJPZ1wv2U/TqhmM_1pXVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Klp5BSPoIRY/s72-c/earrings.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5853296284369029689</id><published>2011-10-19T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T14:56:21.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stacks</title><content type='html'>I'm In the stacks, the library, on the 5th floor to be exact. You'd think I'd be an A++ student for how much I come to the library... but I'm not. I got up here, and I remembered my like dream goal i life, well not dream goal but a fun goal, to make out with someone in the stacks. Like in &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en&amp;amp;q=julia+stiles+the+stacks&amp;amp;gs_sm=e&amp;amp;gs_upl=13082l16109l0l16245l23l21l0l10l5l0l186l1358l4.7l11l0&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1180&amp;amp;bih=642&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi#um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;sa=1&amp;amp;q=+the+stacks+the+prince+and+me&amp;amp;oq=+the+stacks+the+prince+and+me&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;aqi=&amp;amp;aql=1&amp;amp;gs_sm=e&amp;amp;gs_upl=18043l19814l0l19920l18l17l0l15l0l0l155l290l0.2l2l0&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;fp=5e2ca7a07349a722&amp;amp;biw=1180&amp;amp;bih=642"&gt;The Prince &amp;amp; me.&lt;/a&gt; If you don't know what I'm talking about I suggest you go watch that movie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my "dream" has been shattered today because there are rooms everywhere, and little tables and people, everywhere! Curse you UNLV! I'll still find a place, and a boy to do these things with though! Somewhere in here, it's possible. I just know it. g2g study. yes, I said g2g. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2CkGnf83j8/Tp9Ha1hIXpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/B7eh1zMPyj8/s1600/Picture%2B2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2CkGnf83j8/Tp9Ha1hIXpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/B7eh1zMPyj8/s400/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665325382623583890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5853296284369029689?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5853296284369029689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5853296284369029689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5853296284369029689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5853296284369029689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/stacks.html' title='The Stacks'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2CkGnf83j8/Tp9Ha1hIXpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/B7eh1zMPyj8/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3667493716921377112</id><published>2011-10-18T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:03:14.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest</title><content type='html'>Here are some Pictures of things Ive found on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, my favorite thing these days. I forgot all about this lovely website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Orrock Household, we LOVE Madagascar, it's such a good show, so when I found this picture, I put it on my Moms wall. Sorry I embarass you mom, you can unfriend me on FB. ha I wouldn;t blame you. JK. She loves it, and suggested I be King Julian for Halloween which isn't a bad idea. Except we're making my tinkerbell outfit from my old blind fabric and we have some wings already. It all worked out fabulosly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckZ6w_aK8N0/Tp2-W1U5_iI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rgfdrdLRjMY/s1600/Picture%2B19.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckZ6w_aK8N0/Tp2-W1U5_iI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rgfdrdLRjMY/s400/Picture%2B19.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664893205783117346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6YH8VMFHSA/Tp2-WrLXyzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/soVq9eGkgRk/s1600/Picture%2B16.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6YH8VMFHSA/Tp2-WrLXyzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/soVq9eGkgRk/s400/Picture%2B16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664893203058772786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYQiJFcNSQw/Tp2-WIqL9kI/AAAAAAAAAvg/j7kDwE2WYs8/s1600/Picture%2B4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYQiJFcNSQw/Tp2-WIqL9kI/AAAAAAAAAvg/j7kDwE2WYs8/s400/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664893193792779842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiL2vTQzgHg/Tp2-V8_bH7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/WHk_8kMwA3k/s1600/Picture%2B3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiL2vTQzgHg/Tp2-V8_bH7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/WHk_8kMwA3k/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664893190660628402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3667493716921377112?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3667493716921377112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3667493716921377112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3667493716921377112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3667493716921377112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/pinterest.html' title='Pinterest'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ckZ6w_aK8N0/Tp2-W1U5_iI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rgfdrdLRjMY/s72-c/Picture%2B19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5677026095569862830</id><published>2011-10-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:46:59.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some cute pics</title><content type='html'>I'm still at unlv's library. not doing homework. Heres some pics of things I like: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-FS74Xykbg/Tpx4CQokpOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/xFHnZCandnc/s1600/pinkpantsrhot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-FS74Xykbg/Tpx4CQokpOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/xFHnZCandnc/s400/pinkpantsrhot.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664534411545453794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljbOF-2iF0k/Tpx4CK3usLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/bWyFrBYXrT0/s1600/Picture%2B9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljbOF-2iF0k/Tpx4CK3usLI/AAAAAAAAAu8/bWyFrBYXrT0/s400/Picture%2B9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664534409998414002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sC8uyxGhy28/Tpx4Bzaeb1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/v7l7u2lOBhw/s1600/Picture%2B8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sC8uyxGhy28/Tpx4Bzaeb1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/v7l7u2lOBhw/s400/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664534403701698386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5677026095569862830?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5677026095569862830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5677026095569862830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5677026095569862830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5677026095569862830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-cute-pics.html' title='Some cute pics'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-FS74Xykbg/Tpx4CQokpOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/xFHnZCandnc/s72-c/pinkpantsrhot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5010502752055621978</id><published>2011-10-17T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:42:29.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wanna sayyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just wanna say: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x0EidcQGXHM/Tpx2r-wX2zI/AAAAAAAAAuk/NZPPT3B5hak/s1600/Picture%2B29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x0EidcQGXHM/Tpx2r-wX2zI/AAAAAAAAAuk/NZPPT3B5hak/s400/Picture%2B29.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664532929277582130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today were my birthday I'd cry, I woke up late, with makeup I slept in, and pool hair. I went in the hot tub last night and didn't have the energy to shower (ew right?) i know, I probably shouldn't share that but who reads this anyways. My slogan is "Pool hair, Don't care." haha But I still love this saying. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So start each day like its your birrrthdayy!&lt;/span&gt; love you. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5010502752055621978?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5010502752055621978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5010502752055621978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5010502752055621978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5010502752055621978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-wanna-sayyyyy.html' title='Just wanna sayyyyy'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x0EidcQGXHM/Tpx2r-wX2zI/AAAAAAAAAuk/NZPPT3B5hak/s72-c/Picture%2B29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2698983060248484981</id><published>2011-10-17T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:39:56.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am.</title><content type='html'>Here I am sitting in UNLV's lied library in my little cubicle. Here I am on facebook and blogger. Here I am, trying to do homework. Te 21st century has a million distractions. UNLV's library makes me miss UVU's library. I used to go to the lib with tayler, and we used to get sodas, and park in employee parking, and rent a room to "study"  when really we'd have our private parties in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di0Q78qFLO8/Tpx2XYCRS6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uC86NMz5evU/s1600/Photo%2B120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di0Q78qFLO8/Tpx2XYCRS6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uC86NMz5evU/s400/Photo%2B120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664532575286283170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres to you t, I miss you, hope the married life is goin good. I miss utah sometimes. Today is one of those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2698983060248484981?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2698983060248484981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2698983060248484981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2698983060248484981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2698983060248484981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di0Q78qFLO8/Tpx2XYCRS6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/uC86NMz5evU/s72-c/Photo%2B120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-261829428416971252</id><published>2011-10-14T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T16:34:28.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Howdy!&lt;br /&gt;here's pics of my day!! No school today&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah...&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of ask the announcements we've gotten for weddings. Or board was filing yup fast so I had to reorganize it... Sometimes I wanna be married. But then I don't. Ha I'm super happy where I am in life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa71PsCCG_g/TpjEMWwMEjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/e6KE3p2HQPI/s1600/20111013_221544_edit0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa71PsCCG_g/TpjEMWwMEjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/e6KE3p2HQPI/s400/20111013_221544_edit0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663492247963570738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pookie.he hates pictures seriously its sad and funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kiRA_vJ7EFk/TpjEL3xovZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9CnHDBV_bho/s1600/20111014_145734.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kiRA_vJ7EFk/TpjEL3xovZI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9CnHDBV_bho/s400/20111014_145734.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663492239648144786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made pumpkin cookies today. Delicious and only the ingredients!!! One egg, spice cake mix, and half a can of pumpkin pre mix, oh and some chocolate chips. 18 mins, 350°. Make them they're delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3pejLpN4TM/TpjEL04eXzI/AAAAAAAAAtw/cA6rqV6RtO0/s1600/20111014_151830.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3pejLpN4TM/TpjEL04eXzI/AAAAAAAAAtw/cA6rqV6RtO0/s400/20111014_151830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663492238871519026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this car had a creepy clown face in the back window and a bloody got hanging from the trunk. Sometimes these things creep my out, other times they're hilarious.but clowns suck.not cool buddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuIt4QL3VCg/TpjELrnOpXI/AAAAAAAAAto/xc1iQagB9Zk/s1600/20111013_115339_edit0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuIt4QL3VCg/TpjELrnOpXI/AAAAAAAAAto/xc1iQagB9Zk/s400/20111013_115339_edit0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663492236383266162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick.. Thumbs down... But I'm carving pumpkins tonight with Bret Harber Nathan and carlee so that'll be fun! Thumbs up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-261829428416971252?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/261829428416971252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=261829428416971252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/261829428416971252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/261829428416971252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/howdy-heres-pics-of-my-day-no-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa71PsCCG_g/TpjEMWwMEjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/e6KE3p2HQPI/s72-c/20111013_221544_edit0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1406572004078102034</id><published>2011-10-14T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:30:52.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Androids IPhones Friday night lights'/><title type='text'>I'm a genius</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!! I'm so freakin happy right now.wanna know why? Because I figured out how to blog on my Android!! I just had to click on the html thing and not compose!! Woo!! I'm sick and can't breathe.but I have nothing to complain about because its Thursday night and its the start of the weekend for me, and so many lovely people are coming in town this weekend and Halloweens coming up, my mom and I watched Friday night lights together while eating home made cinnamon rolls btw and the list goes on and on. So you could day being sick doesn't bother me. I have nothing worthwhile to blog about, just the fact that I figured out how to do it on my phone which I'm currently using and its NOT an iPhone which is insane to me because I love apple products....but oh well!! Love love love you whoever you are reading my blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1406572004078102034?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1406572004078102034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1406572004078102034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1406572004078102034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1406572004078102034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-genius.html' title='I&apos;m a genius'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6448770861106185601</id><published>2011-10-08T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:55:27.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot to mention one little thannng</title><content type='html'>About my day, where my phone got stolen... some drunk driver ran into the track last night. But don't sweat the small stuff right? Nobody was hurt. I would post a picture, buuuut it's on my stolen phone. so I can't. Let's be+ tho. (be positive).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6448770861106185601?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6448770861106185601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6448770861106185601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6448770861106185601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6448770861106185601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgot-to-mention-one-little-thannng.html' title='forgot to mention one little thannng'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7872881218130716215</id><published>2011-10-08T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:44:32.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess schhhwat?</title><content type='html'>Today, was a great saturday. I woke up &amp;amp; made crepes with my momsy... I even threw in chocolate chips. And anybody who knows me knows I loooove chocolate chips. So thats always a great way to start out the day :) Then my mom, cody and I went to walmart and lowes to buy halloween decorations for the go-cart &lt;a href="http://competitiongrandprix.com/"&gt;track&lt;/a&gt;. We got sweet stuff, like a fog machine, and grem reaper creepy stuff. :) We were pretty busy out at the track all day, it was fun. Unfortunately my phone was stolen.... so that puts a downer on things... and for awhile I was sad, until I thought about how incredibly blessed I am and how much a stupid phone doesn't matter. at all. I always think of my friend &lt;a href="http://rememberinggarrett.com/"&gt;Garrett Phillips&lt;/a&gt;. He passed away on Sept 4, 2008 and he was SO full of life. If he were here he'd laugh at me for being so stressed about over a phone. For some reason, I lose my phone and I think it's the end of the world, when I need to realize how much it doesn't matter and if I should get the iphone 4s or just get a replacement, or get just the iPhone 4. These stupid materialistic things don't matter at all. I'm thankful I have a wonderful family, and that we're all healthy &amp;amp; happy.  The point is, that we all need to not be so dependent on materialistic things, and just live.  xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MFNRn0lI8I/TpE0TTxqBbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XJhbTzbclAY/s1600/Picture%2B16.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MFNRn0lI8I/TpE0TTxqBbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XJhbTzbclAY/s400/Picture%2B16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661363712912131506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7872881218130716215?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7872881218130716215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7872881218130716215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7872881218130716215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7872881218130716215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/guess-schhhwat.html' title='Guess schhhwat?'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MFNRn0lI8I/TpE0TTxqBbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XJhbTzbclAY/s72-c/Picture%2B16.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-9101996446893581452</id><published>2011-10-07T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:51:49.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To do</title><content type='html'>Things to do tomorrow:&lt;div&gt;1. Make crepes with &lt;a href="http://jamiecooksitup.blogspot.com/2009/12/crepes.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Make this dress that I found off &lt;a href="http://asmallsnippet.blogspot.com/2011/09/wanna-make-dress.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. take my pups on a walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. enjoy the beautiful october saturday that lies ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo, ceo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-9101996446893581452?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/9101996446893581452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=9101996446893581452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/9101996446893581452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/9101996446893581452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-do.html' title='To do'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5009499893597958064</id><published>2011-10-06T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:02:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights out</title><content type='html'>So I woke up, at 8:30 had to leave by 9 to go to school. I'm freaking out because my tires need to be inflated. Also I need an oil change, every light is flashing on my stupid car. egh. The stupid light is on in my car telling me the tires are low, sooo I checked, all of them are 24.0 they should be 30.0. Cool, not that big of a deal but I want to get them to 30.0 so I dont get all nervous about them. I drive down to school, I'm early so I go to a gas station to fill my tires with air. Air is free at gas stations now a days, but the sign on the air thing says tell cashier you need it turned on. So I go inside, ask for him to turn it on, he asks if I bought gas, I say no, he says it'll be a dollar, I brilliantly say, "you're joking right? I'm breathing air right now! you gonna charge me for that too?" I storm out of there, say screw the air, I'll fill them at home. I'm a freakin college kid, I barely want to spend a dollar on gum. So, mad I drove to school. Went to class. Found out I didn't do so hot on my history exam... great. After school, I went to another gas station to fill my tire with air... it said it cost 50 cents. I said finnnne. payed it, and tried to fill my tires. Somehow they freakin deflated them instead of inflating them! they were 24.0 not the left tire is 22.0. I was so angry. Girls I know how to put air in my tires, I've done it a million times in utah.... I don't understand. So frustrated and all i called my mom and complained and then I called my dad and told him everything. He said go to his office and he'll fill my tires for me. What a great dad right? Love my dad.... so I went to dad's office- and skipped Biology. after I 2ent home &amp;amp; napped. Taking afternoon naps is one of my absolute favorite things in life by the way  Around 4 when I took my glorious nap, the power went out. My mom said casually, "oh this happened a few days ago, it'll be back on in a few minutes." I wake up at 6, lights are off, it's colder but we have the fire going, and candles are everywhere. So the power had been off for 2 hours... First thing that comes to my mind is, is the ice cream and stuff in the freezer going bad? haha how pathetic. Anyways, so my Dad is pretty much preparing for the end of the world, he gets out this huge light stand, and his generator. Turns out the generator wouldn't start. "When you need something, it doesnt work." thats what happened tonight. So after my dad and I have been outside for an hour+, taking apart the spark plug, blah blah trying everything, freeeezing and me holding the flashlight on my stun gun so he can see he eventually goes to the auto store or wherever and buys a new spark plug and auto starter or spraying starter fluid that smellls reallly nasty. So, after we take apart this generator, put a new spark plug in, spray the starter fluid on the thing, it barely starts....&amp;amp; then it dies. It does this like 40 times. So I walk inside, and suddenly the lights turn back on! haleluliah! me &amp;amp; cody were getting bored, and I was nervous, The Vampire Diaries was on at 8, and the Secret Circle was on at 9, which it was 7:40 when the lights came back on. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the story: be prepared, check your shiz often, and have batteries and water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part of the story*** only a few houses on our street didn't have power.... if you went past our house like 5 houses down, they had power. it was evil. Longest post ever I know. But it was such a grand story it had to be told.&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/6191405536055702334-5009499893597958064?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5009499893597958064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5009499893597958064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5009499893597958064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5009499893597958064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/lights-out.html' title='Lights out'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3186167367687590104</id><published>2011-10-05T23:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:47:34.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweenerz Festivities</title><content type='html'>Seriously found the cutest site for some halloween cupcakes. First of all I love cupcakes, second I love holidays. So the two things together cannnot make me any happier!!! I stole the picture from &lt;a href="http://jamiecooksitup.blogspot.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; bloggy. Make them for me. Everytime I see something like this I think, mine wouldn't turn out like those ones... haha thats a horrible way to think I KNOW. but its true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4BeiRue5Z-c/To1NiJs8mPI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ilpQ9z3vY0Y/s1600/Picture%2B3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4BeiRue5Z-c/To1NiJs8mPI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ilpQ9z3vY0Y/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660265555789912306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also!! Something I just decided I wanted to try was to play with polymer clay!!! You can make little charms out of them or jewelry. Like &lt;a href="http://www.delightedmomma.com/2011/08/diy-braided-clay-bracelet.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://annaoriona.blogspot.com/2011/06/tutorial-hamburgers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!  Just something I want to do :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH super exciting news--- we booked our first party out at the track for Tuesday the 11th at 3:30 for a construction company! I'm excited!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bad that I reaalllly want to do this to my hair? My mom is against it completely, but oh well! maybe I'd just do purple &amp;amp; teal. What's the big dealllll? It's just hair! My blonde is getting annoyyying. I wanna do something diffferent. &amp;amp; this sure is different º_º&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhsuoq4glyg/To1Og2OV-VI/AAAAAAAAAs4/9PhtKjv1QtE/s1600/Picture%2B4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhsuoq4glyg/To1Og2OV-VI/AAAAAAAAAs4/9PhtKjv1QtE/s400/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660266632893036882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3186167367687590104?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3186167367687590104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3186167367687590104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3186167367687590104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3186167367687590104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloweenerz-festivities.html' title='Halloweenerz Festivities'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4BeiRue5Z-c/To1NiJs8mPI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ilpQ9z3vY0Y/s72-c/Picture%2B3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1456407764487040508</id><published>2011-10-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:34:25.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen up</title><content type='html'>All the sudden I've been into making things, and DIY recipes. So here's what I've found/tried:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making bracelets was first. I got the instructions/idea &lt;a href="http://honestlywtf.com/diy/diy-wrap-bracelet/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Cody found the orange heart bead out in the backyard when he was digging. So I threw it on a bracelet and its kind of halloweenie. I like it :) how cute though right? Here's a pic of mine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAymHfCHyZg/To1IqIwctcI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8Tbfrw3CvIo/s1600/bracelet.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAymHfCHyZg/To1IqIwctcI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8Tbfrw3CvIo/s400/bracelet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660260195416978882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my super curly hair that I tried to do.. Let me just tell you this pic was taken early in the am around 8, so thats why I look oh so good! The curls failed. Some were too curly, some weren't enough. etc. But I found the idea &lt;a href="http://www.lovemaegan.com/search/label/hair%20tutorials"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I think you need thick hair for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHuDN8d2gLM/To1Iqeyn0nI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8kca7o56bEo/s1600/crzy%2Bhur.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHuDN8d2gLM/To1Iqeyn0nI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8kca7o56bEo/s400/crzy%2Bhur.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660260201331675762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last but not least is my ring creation. These are addicting to make. For some reason I really enjoy making them!! So I got the idea off of someone's blog. I can't remember where.. but anyways It's super simple, if anybody is interested let me know I'll tell you how or something. So I bought some pliers and some wire and got at it. Thats kinda how this went down. I want to make things out of sterling silver like&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ringbinder?ref=pr_shop"&gt; this etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;. That's my real goal. I have my ctr ring thats in cursive and I want another ring or necklace like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-GUhC1FYAs/To1JjQ1-mDI/AAAAAAAAAso/oWHB9xvbALc/s1600/ring.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-GUhC1FYAs/To1JjQ1-mDI/AAAAAAAAAso/oWHB9xvbALc/s400/ring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660261176840198194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing.... I tried this homemade &lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/oil-cleansing-method/"&gt;moisturizer&lt;/a&gt; thing because this lady in her blog raved about it, but so far, it isn't workin for me. I have extremely dry skin. So I made this stuff which is EVOO (extra virgin olive oil), tea tree oil, and Castor Oil. It's supposed to be so good for you but my face was sooo dry after I hated it. Check it out, make it for yourself, see if I'm wrong. Most people love it!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres things I want to try:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Homemade solid &lt;a href="http://www.soapdelinews.com/2009/03/lotion-bar-recipe.html"&gt;lotion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Making &lt;a href="http://asmallsnippet.blogspot.com/2011/09/wanna-make-dress.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Paint something like &lt;a href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/my_weblog/2011/08/song-lyric-wall-art-diy-project.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-create &lt;a href="http://collegelifediy.com/2011/09/19/diy-typographic-string-art/#.To1LjRyEgf8"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; string art  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-maybe make some homemade &lt;a href="http://yourstrulyg.wordpress.com/2011/08/26/diy-lip-balm/"&gt;lipbalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see. I don't even have time to do my homework and I want to make dresses and homemade lipbalm? I'm trippin. I know it. But where there's a will, there's a way! Hasta la Vista peeps. xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1456407764487040508?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1456407764487040508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1456407764487040508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1456407764487040508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1456407764487040508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/listen-up.html' title='Listen up'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAymHfCHyZg/To1IqIwctcI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8Tbfrw3CvIo/s72-c/bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7524461418325646375</id><published>2011-10-04T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:52:27.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days</title><content type='html'>It's a rainy day. This is the second day I have gotten to wear my boots :) LOVE days like this!! I'm wearing a bracelet and ring that I made, my hair is in a huge bun on my head because I tried to curl my hair while I slept by twisting and pinning it on my head, it turned into like Taylor Swift hair x infinity. needless to say, it looked hideeous, so it's in a bun on top of my head with a headband my cousin hollie made :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because it's a rainy day, I should be at home, in bed, watching movies and cuddled up with some hot chocolate. But instead I'm sitting in class at 9:30 am and I have class until 4:15. I like school sometimes so it's okay. that's all folks!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7524461418325646375?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7524461418325646375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7524461418325646375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7524461418325646375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7524461418325646375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/rainy-days.html' title='rainy days'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4386299518433439176</id><published>2011-10-03T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:42:48.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna.</title><content type='html'>I have something exciting to tell you! The other day, specifically last monday, I went out to the track. Picture this: I was whiting out something on our go-cart  track poster, and this sweet little voice behind me says "excuse me, do you know where the bus terminal is?" it's literally 100 degrees out, I'm dying of heat, and I'm thinking, no, I have a car, why would I ever know such information? This lady was, black, sweating, at least 67 years old, and exhausted. I could just tell. So I thought, lets ask someone. No one was around. Shoot. So I think google it on my phone. I said screw it, I'll just take her to a terminal. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now listen here, I'm NOT one to pick up strangers, and take them in my car. I'm a smart girl. I carry around a stun gun and I always watch my back. But I had a feeling. Whats funny is that on sunday, I was listening to the boys baring their testimony's saying, " I pulled over and changed a tire for this lady.. blah blah." I was thinking, thats sweet, I wish I could pull over for people when I see them off the road but being a girl, we have to be careful. I always see grandpa's and grandma's aka old people walking around and I want to pick them up and take them home! I would want someone to do that for my Grandma ya know? Sadly, I've never done that... but always wanted to.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, back to my story! I look at this lady and say let's go find this terminal. We drive to 7-11, ask the cashier, he says we're close. YAY! So, I got directions and took her there. We had a little convo while I was driving there. She thanked me MILLION times. What was funny is I was thanking her and she was so confused. I have been wanting to serve or help people, but didn't know where to start! I emailed someone about volunteering and the response I got was it had to be court ordered community service! Are you kidding me? okay, so I have to be a felon or do something illegal in order to help people? Screwed up. Anyways, I found the terminal, we chatted, I thanked her, she thanked me. I'm just thankful I could help someone with something I had, a car. Seriously that's the easiest thing I could do, was to drive someone somewhere! I didn't have to youtube how to change a tire, I didn't have to walk 10 miles, I had to sit in an air conditioned car, and do someone a favor. How difficult right? Anyways, I just wanted to share it on my blog so that I remember Joanna and so that we all can PAY it FORWARD! :) I'm a firm believer in KARMA, and paying it forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4386299518433439176?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4386299518433439176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4386299518433439176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4386299518433439176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4386299518433439176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/joanna.html' title='Joanna.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-584847573120205385</id><published>2011-10-02T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:08:03.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's already October! Seems like just yesterday I moved back home, when in reality it was 4 months ago. Seriiiously? Time is flying. Cody's in 6th grade, jack has been married for 2 years now, aubree is having her 3rd child!! What in the worrrrld!? cray cray! (khloe kardash uses that for CRAZYYY). I'm embracing this month with open arms because it's the start of my favorite time of the year, the holiday season!!! If I could make it this time of the year all the time I would... I want to be in utah right now though. The leaves are falling, it's colder but not snowing, just perfect boot season. Kills me, while it's still bloody hot here in vegas.... My perfect day right now would be to have movies, tons of movies such as harry potter (any of them), one tree hill episodes, gossip girl even, a new movie, with a blanket, huge blanket on a comfy couch, or luvsac, in a dark room, with snacks, and a boy who just wants to hold me. cheeeeezarama I know. that little dream's gonna have to wait for awhile..... just sounds real good to me right now. So cheers to the fall and holiday season! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I've discovered i have a huge problem. I love chocolate and anything sweeeeeet! Okay yeah every girl loves chocolate, but not like me and my mom. At least once a day I think, I need a candy bar, or I should have some chocolate right now. Who does that? A chocoholic!!! For example, I made a cake today, granted it was for my friend Lauren, and I sent it home with her (thankfully) but when I was making the choco frosting, I ate the rest of it!!! I also bought cookie Dough Bites and mini Butterfingers today when my dad sent me out on a twizzler run. haha bless our family's eating habits. I'm also a shopaholic, and a netflixaholic, and a facebookaholic. I'm sorry for whoever's reading this, it's basically my little journal on the world wide web.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite person just texted me!!! It's late too, wasn't expecting him to be up, but guess so! My room is warm, but I have my sensy (smelly good candle) on and it has a  new scent in it. My room's organized so I'm feeling somewhat put together, and although it's late, I want to go in the attic and get down the halloween decorations..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, ps: I made a bracelet! This is HUGE. Sometimes I get really good ideas, but never follow through... but I bought the stuff, made three of them, gave one to lauren and my mom and they said they loved them. It's exciting to me! I'm wearing mine right now, with a bead Cody found outside when he was digging in the backyard and said it might have been mine when I was a little kid, and I kind of recognized it... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-584847573120205385?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/584847573120205385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=584847573120205385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/584847573120205385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/584847573120205385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/10/october.html' title='October!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4867289479223198236</id><published>2011-09-25T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:45:51.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres my ideas for halloween costumes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. mad hatter only girl-ified&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k097Unv32M/Tn92jWUhgZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/VBT356dQmNs/s1600/Picture%2B5.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k097Unv32M/Tn92jWUhgZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/VBT356dQmNs/s400/Picture%2B5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656370006659793298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 80's like workout girl, only not showing this much leggy!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05aQJdswWxk/Tn92jLyTpVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pu-8BaIWcLk/s1600/Picture%2B12.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05aQJdswWxk/Tn92jLyTpVI/AAAAAAAAAsA/pu-8BaIWcLk/s400/Picture%2B12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656370003831924050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. tinkerbell!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. cat woman or something, dress all black and give me a mask, sounds good to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4867289479223198236?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4867289479223198236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4867289479223198236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4867289479223198236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4867289479223198236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/09/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k097Unv32M/Tn92jWUhgZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/VBT356dQmNs/s72-c/Picture%2B5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3456996205854534759</id><published>2011-09-25T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:42:42.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM weeeeek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Already this dreadful week has come, exam weeeeek. Kills me. Anyhow, I hate starting to study. once I am 10 minutes into studying, I'm fine. But the whole act of shutting off fb, getting my notes out, putting my concentration into just school thats the tough part for me, especially when I find new shows that are on netflix.&lt;div&gt;Heres my week in a nutshell:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: accounting exam, kill me.. go to dads office, study for tuesdays exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: history exam part 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday: lauren's birthday! math exam, go to bday dinner, work at track a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs: history exam part 2. I havent finished the book yet. woops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday: DONE. LEGGO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just tell all of you that Aubree is pregnant! That's my sister, my wonderful, hilarious, sister! She already has to stinking cute kids. Baylee &amp;amp; Ethan. Can't wait for this one coming in May!!! :) I love being an aunt. seriously!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpaW66cRepg/Tn91ptvuXMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/EJohTxqYli0/s1600/Photo%2B52.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpaW66cRepg/Tn91ptvuXMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/EJohTxqYli0/s400/Photo%2B52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369016515484866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaA4HY4hA3w/Tn91pRVb2DI/AAAAAAAAArw/X_MeDqB4ayw/s1600/IMG_0857.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaA4HY4hA3w/Tn91pRVb2DI/AAAAAAAAArw/X_MeDqB4ayw/s400/IMG_0857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369008889026610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRjKIPz3YU8/Tn91pWRIFMI/AAAAAAAAAro/XNXADSoB63o/s1600/IMG_1963.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRjKIPz3YU8/Tn91pWRIFMI/AAAAAAAAAro/XNXADSoB63o/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369010213131458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my grandma's birthday last year, she's so freakin cute. love her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K2F3FDy9eQo/Tn91pDdbNCI/AAAAAAAAArg/zZZXg3UBzSc/s1600/gma.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K2F3FDy9eQo/Tn91pDdbNCI/AAAAAAAAArg/zZZXg3UBzSc/s400/gma.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369005164442658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know why I love sundays? Because my fam wakes up and we make breakfast. We had blueberry and chocolate chip (not together) pancakes, sausage, hashbrowns, and OJ &amp;amp; chocolate milk! can you say delicious? I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to go up to utah soon, it was my grandma's birthday this last weekend and last year we went up for the weekend and had a party at my aunts house with everybody. it's a good time for sure. But now that we have the track, we can't just zip up there... sooooo lame. I just misss my family, my cousins, cousin's husbands, kiddies, sisters, aunts, grandmas, friends!!!! So cousins, if you're reading this, I hope you had a blast. I love you all so much and I'll see you soon!! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3456996205854534759?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3456996205854534759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3456996205854534759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3456996205854534759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3456996205854534759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/09/exam-weeeeek.html' title='EXAM weeeeek'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpaW66cRepg/Tn91ptvuXMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/EJohTxqYli0/s72-c/Photo%2B52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1900584288246617316</id><published>2011-09-20T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:34:06.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddduuup</title><content type='html'>Somehow we're a month into the school year! I hate how time flies when you're older.....&lt;div&gt;Here's what I've been up to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOg85x4SnI/TnjNjQZSBMI/AAAAAAAAArY/_QnR0nqD3vY/s1600/me%2Band%2Blo%2Btrack.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOg85x4SnI/TnjNjQZSBMI/AAAAAAAAArY/_QnR0nqD3vY/s400/me%2Band%2Blo%2Btrack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654495337743779010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me &amp;amp; lauren at the track which is up and running! You can check out the website at www.competitongrandprix.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're getting more cars, and hopefully getting our name out there so everyone can enjoy it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ESs4E8EkFZI/TnjNjLXNQ-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cLOE9zzeqW0/s1600/IMG_5594.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ESs4E8EkFZI/TnjNjLXNQ-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cLOE9zzeqW0/s400/IMG_5594.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654495336392901602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me &amp;amp; darren at San Genero! Such a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZcGn0axavc/TnjNi0m2EaI/AAAAAAAAArI/dE671o-Ax1U/s1600/IMG_5608.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZcGn0axavc/TnjNi0m2EaI/AAAAAAAAArI/dE671o-Ax1U/s400/IMG_5608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654495330284474786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the ferris wheel. Isn't it a law, if you go to a carnival, you have to go on the ferris wheel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzO5WiFm-aU/TnjNil4tWII/AAAAAAAAArA/6ZIs63hmow8/s1600/IMG_5572.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzO5WiFm-aU/TnjNil4tWII/AAAAAAAAArA/6ZIs63hmow8/s400/IMG_5572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654495326332868738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Yamila &amp;amp; I! She's gorrregous and hilarious. love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uo5fxTlXQ9Y/TnjNiGbwGcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/C54WC_5XRtA/s1600/IMG_5560.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uo5fxTlXQ9Y/TnjNiGbwGcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/C54WC_5XRtA/s400/IMG_5560.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654495317889915330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is at the Sugar Factory for my friends 20th birthday! Seriously, they have the best gelato and cup cakes. I'm craving one now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well I'm in class SOOO I've got to get back to "paying attention!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo, me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1900584288246617316?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1900584288246617316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1900584288246617316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1900584288246617316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1900584288246617316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/09/whaddduuup.html' title='Whaddduuup'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOg85x4SnI/TnjNjQZSBMI/AAAAAAAAArY/_QnR0nqD3vY/s72-c/me%2Band%2Blo%2Btrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3685606305994640503</id><published>2011-07-25T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T16:08:57.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 64th dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well dad turned 64 years old on July 22nd, 2011! He's probably gonna kill me for putting these pictures of him up here but whatever. He always says to me, "why do you put pictures of me on your website thingy? nobody wants to see them of me." ha but dad, they do. among my fellow followers is my cousins ashlee and hollie, so this ones for you guys :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasn't the happiest birthday boy in the world, but we went to lunch and got a huge birthday brownie thing, (theres a pic of me and cody eating it). It was delicious, and huge. Then we just went home and had a nice fam dinner. Pretty relaxing birthday, next year its gonna be a huge surprise party, DJ, BBQ, all that jazz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fA_DEmwhSuE/Ti32hDOfFYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/310Kc31RPIM/s1600/IMG_5475.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fA_DEmwhSuE/Ti32hDOfFYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/310Kc31RPIM/s400/IMG_5475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633429756572538242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-clDtkswuwWI/Ti32gwBpyhI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KjWCa7DehyI/s1600/IMG_5128.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-clDtkswuwWI/Ti32gwBpyhI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KjWCa7DehyI/s400/IMG_5128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633429751418440210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCHOJnklWSg/Ti32gwa9v3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/aTnkfQZkuoc/s1600/IMG_2959.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCHOJnklWSg/Ti32gwa9v3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/aTnkfQZkuoc/s400/IMG_2959.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633429751524605810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So happy birthday Dad, we love you to pieces. Thanks for all you do for us. &amp;lt;3 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I quit my job, but I got a new one. Soooo thats good... Competition Grand Prix is coming soon! Hopefully the beginning of august. wooo. PS. Ashlee if you're reading this, get your butt to vegas!! we can't wait for you guys to come in a few weeks!!! &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3685606305994640503?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3685606305994640503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3685606305994640503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3685606305994640503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3685606305994640503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-64th-dad.html' title='Happy 64th dad!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fA_DEmwhSuE/Ti32hDOfFYI/AAAAAAAAAqw/310Kc31RPIM/s72-c/IMG_5475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7326638156048553293</id><published>2011-07-20T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:54:34.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint Mint MINT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeopC_JPeBg/Tidcb4IOt3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/gfMrWYWkLKw/s1600/Photo%2B154.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeopC_JPeBg/Tidcb4IOt3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/gfMrWYWkLKw/s400/Photo%2B154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631571493043222386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today I bought mint nail polish! I've been wanting mint nail polish foreverrrr. It's just revlon, I bought it from walmart, but it works great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7326638156048553293?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7326638156048553293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7326638156048553293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7326638156048553293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7326638156048553293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/mint-mint-mint.html' title='Mint Mint MINT!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeopC_JPeBg/Tidcb4IOt3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/gfMrWYWkLKw/s72-c/Photo%2B154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5250931290683691905</id><published>2011-07-17T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T19:48:35.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolphins, family, children.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been an eventful weekend at the Orrock household. Aubree &amp;amp; Andrew came to visit and so did Jackie, but we've also got Grammy Gourley who has been here for a few weeks too :) So heres an overload of pictures!! enjoy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdXueSSdaCI/TiY_9dioAgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/KTfAn3Mn47A/s1600/IMG_4349.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdXueSSdaCI/TiY_9dioAgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/KTfAn3Mn47A/s400/IMG_4349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631258709207810562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is ethan and andrew enjoying the dolphins. They're in the background if you look closely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2-mD1TyEV8/TiY_9Lw9G3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/fpx3txcIW40/s1600/IMG_2945.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2-mD1TyEV8/TiY_9Lw9G3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/fpx3txcIW40/s400/IMG_2945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631258704436075378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cody got his 11 year old shots, and he took em like a champ! While he was getting them I was trying to distract him so I kept saying "think about the cute new girls at your middle school!! girls girls girls!" I was desperate, haha but it thankfully worked. He laughed at me while he got his shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdoDrUGcw0U/TiY_837THwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/SDJ4EMUY9TQ/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdoDrUGcw0U/TiY_837THwI/AAAAAAAAAqA/SDJ4EMUY9TQ/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631258699110752002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see Cody's put on a few pounds..... Just kiddddding!! He's still slim as a toothpick. We fatboothed his face though at the Dr.s office to kill some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6Or_aeY5A/TiY_8eESVjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E1Z5bYFy-5w/s1600/IMG_2947.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yu6Or_aeY5A/TiY_8eESVjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E1Z5bYFy-5w/s400/IMG_2947.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631258692169127474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and bay bay! She's a cuuuuutie. I love little kids in swimsuits, especially little girls! The girl swimsuits are the cutest!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JY8WyfaI6s/TiY_7xtLgvI/AAAAAAAAApw/7KnnEeWLIP0/s1600/IMG_2919.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JY8WyfaI6s/TiY_7xtLgvI/AAAAAAAAApw/7KnnEeWLIP0/s400/IMG_2919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631258680261051122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only 2 of the gazillion plates I had of food at Red Rock's buffett. Aubree &amp;amp; Andrew took us all out for lunch. Let me tell you it was delicious. I had pineapple, caesar salad, mint gelato ice cream, 3 or 4 mini pieces of german chocolate cake, bbq chicken, bbq pizza, fries, mashed potatoes. I could go on forever, but the point is that it was DEEELICIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUatyZwbz8U/TiMcfLR09BI/AAAAAAAAApo/6TEHyBtVTWw/s1600/IMG_4347.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUatyZwbz8U/TiMcfLR09BI/AAAAAAAAApo/6TEHyBtVTWw/s400/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375281072337938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and ky and cody at the dolphins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsmmtiUuEQg/TiMcewNPknI/AAAAAAAAApg/SUqhxhdx79k/s1600/IMG_4345.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsmmtiUuEQg/TiMcewNPknI/AAAAAAAAApg/SUqhxhdx79k/s400/IMG_4345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375273805353586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aca1yMTnuaY/TiMceuhzLDI/AAAAAAAAApY/5CCg1eCm4jg/s1600/IMG_4437.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aca1yMTnuaY/TiMceuhzLDI/AAAAAAAAApY/5CCg1eCm4jg/s400/IMG_4437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375273354701874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a swim day, and tried to fit as many people in the hot tub as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TX7gQSsP5Mg/TiMceOvPthI/AAAAAAAAApQ/eN_oH3hvIvI/s1600/IMG_4431.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TX7gQSsP5Mg/TiMceOvPthI/AAAAAAAAApQ/eN_oH3hvIvI/s400/IMG_4431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375264821163538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the cutest pictures of aubree and baylee and ethan and andrew. I really got to test out my waterproof camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_HDZb6mTDM/TiMcd0z2x2I/AAAAAAAAApI/piAx8gj3YXw/s1600/IMG_4480.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_HDZb6mTDM/TiMcd0z2x2I/AAAAAAAAApI/piAx8gj3YXw/s400/IMG_4480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630375257861179234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Squeezing in for a pool pic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3HkiKsm9kQI/TiMbsKQc-9I/AAAAAAAAApA/XlDW_YEbQGE/s1600/IMG_4422.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3HkiKsm9kQI/TiMbsKQc-9I/AAAAAAAAApA/XlDW_YEbQGE/s400/IMG_4422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630374404624808914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ethan is in something called the SPHERE. How cool does that sound right? it is cool, its a giant ball that makes you feel like a hamster in a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uL4DQE-e-d0/TiMbr54431I/AAAAAAAAAo4/siGc4zmxmrc/s1600/IMG_4509.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uL4DQE-e-d0/TiMbr54431I/AAAAAAAAAo4/siGc4zmxmrc/s400/IMG_4509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630374400231006034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtUtgHGb7lU/TiMbrm8G1SI/AAAAAAAAAow/DXPFyW2fZvA/s1600/IMG_4492.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtUtgHGb7lU/TiMbrm8G1SI/AAAAAAAAAow/DXPFyW2fZvA/s400/IMG_4492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630374395144230178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This kid cracks me UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-G4mt6eNfU/TiMbrTWLpmI/AAAAAAAAAoo/m3ANcaEFOb4/s1600/IMG_4392.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-G4mt6eNfU/TiMbrTWLpmI/AAAAAAAAAoo/m3ANcaEFOb4/s400/IMG_4392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630374389884888674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ4maDIpY0g/TiMbrLfuCpI/AAAAAAAAAog/f9X3_olfGGw/s1600/IMG_4364.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ4maDIpY0g/TiMbrLfuCpI/AAAAAAAAAog/f9X3_olfGGw/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630374387777407634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the record, they're not sleeping, just chillin. They're freakin cute. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. ethan almost drowned in our pool. So if you have kids around and you're all swimming, you always think it'll never happen to the kids around because theres so many people around, but thats when it happens.... so keep an eye on them :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a happy summer friends!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5250931290683691905?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5250931290683691905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5250931290683691905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5250931290683691905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5250931290683691905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/dolphins-family-children.html' title='Dolphins, family, children.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vdXueSSdaCI/TiY_9dioAgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/KTfAn3Mn47A/s72-c/IMG_4349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5874441268940485904</id><published>2011-07-11T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:21:20.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping overload</title><content type='html'>Here's some pics of camping. :) ennnnjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-by319plIZdI/ThtNFIvP2pI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FCegw_VSUs4/s1600/IMG_4084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-by319plIZdI/ThtNFIvP2pI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FCegw_VSUs4/s400/IMG_4084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628176909969906322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7DnJh6L6qs/ThtNE5COGnI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5pxu7ZNGCBo/s1600/IMG_4284.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7DnJh6L6qs/ThtNE5COGnI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5pxu7ZNGCBo/s400/IMG_4284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628176905754516082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvMPK2hoGgc/ThtMGhc-j-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/UK1nYxgHscc/s1600/IMG_4226.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvMPK2hoGgc/ThtMGhc-j-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/UK1nYxgHscc/s400/IMG_4226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628175834272403426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--noplwfaS2U/ThtMG8hThOI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fsGS319kgOg/s1600/IMG_4119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--noplwfaS2U/ThtMG8hThOI/AAAAAAAAAoA/fsGS319kgOg/s400/IMG_4119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628175841538311394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsCNnbo7veo/ThtMGZHq46I/AAAAAAAAAnw/BeAiT5_Dj6Q/s1600/IMG_4011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsCNnbo7veo/ThtMGZHq46I/AAAAAAAAAnw/BeAiT5_Dj6Q/s400/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628175832035550114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is not normal camping food. come on now. it was delicious. my mom, is an angel, good at everything she does, such an amazing person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3UND5CK2sKg/ThtMGK1MCbI/AAAAAAAAAno/HDz2JAVsCOw/s1600/IMG_4069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3UND5CK2sKg/ThtMGK1MCbI/AAAAAAAAAno/HDz2JAVsCOw/s400/IMG_4069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628175828199934386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I let him go too, bye little guy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5V_oHc9uftw/ThtME9Yh5pI/AAAAAAAAAng/kso-KdzGluE/s1600/IMG_3882.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5V_oHc9uftw/ThtME9Yh5pI/AAAAAAAAAng/kso-KdzGluE/s400/IMG_3882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628175807410202258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5874441268940485904?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5874441268940485904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5874441268940485904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5874441268940485904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5874441268940485904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-overload.html' title='Camping overload'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-by319plIZdI/ThtNFIvP2pI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FCegw_VSUs4/s72-c/IMG_4084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3389535417328334410</id><published>2011-07-11T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:11:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camping 2011</title><content type='html'>Well, it's that time of the year again, camping. The 2nd annual family camping trip + lauren! haha Last year around this time we went to beaver, ut and camped for a few days. It was filled with fishing, laughs, apples 2 apples, and s'mores!! So needless to say I was excited about going this year with the fam and lauren. We're getting pretty good at camping, we used to have embarrassing camp stories because of our lack of experience, but now we pretty much got it down like a clown. we rented an RV, and some atv's, brought our fishing poles, just had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzUwTr_TjGo/ThtJolkGvVI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pVGMl14YdpU/s1600/IMG_4049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzUwTr_TjGo/ThtJolkGvVI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pVGMl14YdpU/s400/IMG_4049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173120956710226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--cEhB1wda0Q/ThtJnUOK92I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8nNYGah4WTI/s1600/IMG_4266.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--cEhB1wda0Q/ThtJnUOK92I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8nNYGah4WTI/s400/IMG_4266.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173099121440610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't catch any of these fish. I caught one, but we let him go. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnWOdA_96eY/ThtJm2VcatI/AAAAAAAAAnA/WvFGLsfFo1A/s1600/IMG_2869.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnWOdA_96eY/ThtJm2VcatI/AAAAAAAAAnA/WvFGLsfFo1A/s400/IMG_2869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173091098880722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh this is suuuuper random, but I got this recipe from work to make these italian icies, and I made them when i got home, it's basically sugar and water melted together, then add lemon, lemon zest, and freeze. It's delicious though. i wanted to make some more with strawberries and stuff! Yummmmers.  Oh but look how many freakin lemons I needed? it was like 6!! for one cup of lemon juice! are you for realllls? currrazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh1woDHRLZI/ThtJnN6XTyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1EPF0J6qeCg/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh1woDHRLZI/ThtJnN6XTyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1EPF0J6qeCg/s400/IMG_2870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628173097427750690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3389535417328334410?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3389535417328334410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3389535417328334410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3389535417328334410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3389535417328334410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-2011.html' title='camping 2011'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzUwTr_TjGo/ThtJolkGvVI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pVGMl14YdpU/s72-c/IMG_4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7012915995925916007</id><published>2011-07-11T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:03:54.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of july~</title><content type='html'>Hello friends!!! I know I haven't blogged in foreeeverrrr, but thats why I'm blogging now! The fourth of july was amazing. Me &amp;amp; kyle made cookies, brownies, a strawberry and blueberry cake that resembles the American flag, and prepared for the amazing Independence day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--f_JNJy4_hM/ThtIYma7KgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/18kr4ewaiII/s1600/IMG_3848.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--f_JNJy4_hM/ThtIYma7KgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/18kr4ewaiII/s400/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628171746797103618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EN8Fc1bcTx4/ThtIYZkv2LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/x1pidonuOtc/s1600/IMG_3550.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EN8Fc1bcTx4/ThtIYZkv2LI/AAAAAAAAAmw/x1pidonuOtc/s400/IMG_3550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628171743348644018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is out at dad's track. Coming soon folks. I'll keep you posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wi8HZwlChOc/ThtIYIeTeAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uk1lMyNn8aM/s1600/IMG_2886.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wi8HZwlChOc/ThtIYIeTeAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/uk1lMyNn8aM/s400/IMG_2886.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628171738758215682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear it looks better in person. It was delicious though. I guess that's all that really matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I had to work at night on the 4th, but I got to hang with my family &amp;amp; kyle all day, and eat yummy things.  It was a good 4th. Plus---I shot off some fireworks... illegal ones :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7012915995925916007?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7012915995925916007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7012915995925916007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7012915995925916007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7012915995925916007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of july~'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--f_JNJy4_hM/ThtIYma7KgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/18kr4ewaiII/s72-c/IMG_3848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4045172886556795770</id><published>2011-06-16T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:22:27.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summieee!</title><content type='html'>It's summmmmmmer and lots of changes are taking place!!! It's thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1myg8iLFIHI/TfpHcT4s61I/AAAAAAAAAmg/j4kf58ULMyA/s1600/IMG_3321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1myg8iLFIHI/TfpHcT4s61I/AAAAAAAAAmg/j4kf58ULMyA/s400/IMG_3321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618882036798122834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is me and halee on my birrrrday! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdC-mNStL2E/TfpHb7X6GMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/x5GT9304Yks/s1600/IMG_3316.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hdC-mNStL2E/TfpHb7X6GMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/x5GT9304Yks/s400/IMG_3316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618882030218123458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Birthday at cheesecake factory!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyKjYTwE_II/TfpHboe9PTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qLZvg1Kdeco/s1600/lo1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eyKjYTwE_II/TfpHboe9PTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qLZvg1Kdeco/s400/lo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618882025147415858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is lauren. She's my P&amp;amp;BG4Lifeee. She's fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tii054dvutA/TfpHbBzc4jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DOcH7rNtLuY/s1600/IMG_3370.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tii054dvutA/TfpHbBzc4jI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DOcH7rNtLuY/s400/IMG_3370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618882014764393010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;My underwater camera has come in handy so far this summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8omXuPDlknw/TfpHa2W8MjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/H3m6cQndRfc/s1600/IMG_0883.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8omXuPDlknw/TfpHa2W8MjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/H3m6cQndRfc/s400/IMG_0883.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618882011692020274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tayler got marrrrried!!! Crazy. She was beautiful, it was a blast, she's sooooooo happy, everything was soo fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ps. I got a job at the MGM, at wolfgang puck bar &amp;amp; grill. :) wooooo. and dad's opening his race track sooooon!! sooo exciting. love youuuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4045172886556795770?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4045172886556795770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4045172886556795770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4045172886556795770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4045172886556795770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/06/summieee.html' title='Summieee!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1myg8iLFIHI/TfpHcT4s61I/AAAAAAAAAmg/j4kf58ULMyA/s72-c/IMG_3321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-8374784012999987041</id><published>2011-05-10T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T23:55:46.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 wheelers, go-carts, mothers day!</title><content type='html'>4-wheelers, go-carts, and mother's day... what do they have in common people? absolutely nothing. ---except that they're shoved into this blog post together! &amp;lt;:   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZJsK6IE08k/TcoxuNOKdRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/8dJnvaysoSA/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZJsK6IE08k/TcoxuNOKdRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/8dJnvaysoSA/s400/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605347356108813586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Mom and I on Mother's day at Bellagio! Lovely right? :) It's funny how I'm now seeing just how much we look alike!! We ditched my dad and little brother to go do girly or "frou-frou" things that girls do as my dad calls it... but that wasn't the greatest idea because.... those crazy cats came back with this little green machine!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAbX0wbYrUs/TcoxtITNCXI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-97047bPM9g/s1600/IMG_2458.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAbX0wbYrUs/TcoxtITNCXI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-97047bPM9g/s400/IMG_2458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605347337607907698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This here people is the green machine. It's Cody's 11th late birthday present! He loves it. Today I road my bike while he followed me around the block. Let me tell you that it gets super tiring so it's good, cuz I neeeed the exercise bad my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJD_CaDX7So/TcoxtlD5kaI/AAAAAAAAAls/NaCmIVDQg6U/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJD_CaDX7So/TcoxtlD5kaI/AAAAAAAAAls/NaCmIVDQg6U/s400/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605347345328345506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my and my cool go-cart. Dad decided to invest in a cool go cart track and some go-carts soooo I'm gonna play President of Operations for a little and market it and just have a ball. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cbhKt-nmgs/TcoxtWQVfrI/AAAAAAAAAlk/shn6eJqf7Bg/s1600/IMG_2453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cbhKt-nmgs/TcoxtWQVfrI/AAAAAAAAAlk/shn6eJqf7Bg/s400/IMG_2453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605347341353975474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, went to a toga part with Lauren. She's awesome. It was fun, I hadn't been before... some girls get real creative with their outfits. when I say creative I really mean slutty. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE you all. xoxo, me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-8374784012999987041?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/8374784012999987041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=8374784012999987041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8374784012999987041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/8374784012999987041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-wheelers-go-carts-mothers-day.html' title='4 wheelers, go-carts, mothers day!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZJsK6IE08k/TcoxuNOKdRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/8dJnvaysoSA/s72-c/IMG_0463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1886869977501048965</id><published>2011-05-01T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:49:50.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutout to the roomies</title><content type='html'>This blog post is dedicated to my wonderful x-roomies. Their names are *(these are in no particular order, but if they were, Linds-bear would be last): &lt;div&gt;Kyley Hailes, Lindsey Coles (Linds bear), Tayler Stratton, Kelcie Hansen, Stephanie Horton, Jamie Hill,  &amp;amp; Nakell Stout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These girls have been the most fun thing about the past year and a half of my life. Tayler and I moved into our apartment not knowing our future roomies, but luckily we hit it off like we were friends for years. We were lucky for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooooo its real sad that I left them and moved back to Sin City, but I just wanted to let them know how much I loved them... soooooo here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ky&lt;/b&gt;: I love ya. plain and simple. even though you like rice and pudding or whatever. You make me laugh, you're pretty, and sometimes nice to me &amp;amp; just as equally sarcastic which I love. :) hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I swear I'm not mean, just sarcastic. you guys know, but if anyone else reads this they'll probably think I'm a beast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linds Bearrrr:&lt;/b&gt; First of all, it makes me sad no body will call you Linds bear once I'm gone.... but the nickname will forever stay. I'm glad we got to be roomies because 1. we're alike in our sarcastic ways and it makes me laugh all the time, and 2. because I love you SOOOO much. You're such a hard worker. You get the hardest worker roommate award. You were always gone, or having late nights because you're so dang good at your job. I'm proud of you and I miss you even tho I just left this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelcie Hansen&lt;/b&gt;: giiiirl. you make the bombest dinners. you domestic lil wifey. I'm happy you got married to your best friend and yall live happily ever after. I miss you a lot, Thanks for not killing us when we stole stanley and wouldn't give him back for ages. tell him hello for meee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;T/stra&lt;/b&gt;t: You's gettin wifed up pretty soon here! I can't believe I watched your and Mitch's love grow right before my eyes. You've changed into such a beautiful woman about to be a married girl &amp;amp; I could not be any happier for you guys. Thanks for coming to UVU with me, and for all the late night hot springs parties, early morning-all day snowboard trips, milkshake runs to walkers when they had the cool milkshake makers, dinosaur fights, and all the nights that ended up in laughter. I'll miss them for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;stephanie horton: &lt;/b&gt;most random roomie award goes to you. I love that you moved in for a good month and peaced out. I understand tho. Can't wait for u and gav to get married! So excited for yall. I'm glad you call me Barbara Jean. You make me laugh, no matter what. Whenever I'm around you you just have this glow that is addicting( and its not just cuz you're engaged yo). I love you sooo much. now move to cali so I can come bug you &amp;amp; gavin.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;jamie hill: &lt;/b&gt;Jamieeeee! I just love you, you are awesome because we share this love for food, chocolate, chocolate peanut butter eggs, ice cream, coldstone, and most importantly, taco bell and quiznos. haha you are just wonderful because you always hung out with me and laughed with me and sent me fun pix of kitties and doggies. haha love you for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;nakell bieber:&lt;/b&gt; Saved the best for last! duhhh! nakelllllly. my nakell, you are aaaamazing. living with you has just been soooo much fun. I love you so much you're hilarious, freakin cute, and just a dollllll. You inspire me to get a nose piercing, love justin bieber, and laugh a lot. I'm glad you moved up there with us, cause we sure had fun going to movies every weekend ;) hahaha but for real, we always had a blast, no matter what we did. 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This weekend flew by and was way fun! My fam came up from Vegas to go to Jackie's graduation on friday, so they were here all weekend. Also, it is cody's 11th birthday today (sunday)! So we celebrated saturday with the whole fam, and then drove back to vegas on sunday! oh &amp;amp; osama bin laden died on cody's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIWsA-TIIO0/Tb5CWVkNBWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/_jZm1pIwPn4/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIWsA-TIIO0/Tb5CWVkNBWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/_jZm1pIwPn4/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987938009023842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a nothing bundt cake. It was delicioussss! Totally worth the $32.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNs1I0RsvlA/Tb5CWPaaxpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Uzhqr1nHFaE/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNs1I0RsvlA/Tb5CWPaaxpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Uzhqr1nHFaE/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987936357369490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Cody had a little hot tub session on sunday after we drove home, just chilled, and then our mom brought us out some pizza. Then we had cake of course. She's the sweetest thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOqk4hcVzjU/Tb5CV1L3fhI/AAAAAAAAAis/4rTYqK_XrTo/s1600/IMG_0327.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOqk4hcVzjU/Tb5CV1L3fhI/AAAAAAAAAis/4rTYqK_XrTo/s400/IMG_0327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987929317015058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and his birthday present, a iPod. I'll never forget, he opened it and said, "oh I love it!!! it's so awesome... is there any more presents or is this just it?" haha little does he know our dad is getting him a 4 wheeler which is the coolest thing ever. I'm excited because I get to help pick it out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ08j1e2iNU/Tb5CVnkVHBI/AAAAAAAAAik/vdZX-Rjw9u0/s1600/IMG_0293.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EJ08j1e2iNU/Tb5CVnkVHBI/AAAAAAAAAik/vdZX-Rjw9u0/s400/IMG_0293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987925661522962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and the Birthday Boy who kicked my trash in bowling!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-kjZCal6vY/Tb5CVKqK88I/AAAAAAAAAic/wnw9H50mEXk/s1600/IMG_0300.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-kjZCal6vY/Tb5CVKqK88I/AAAAAAAAAic/wnw9H50mEXk/s400/IMG_0300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987917901394882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; the Graduate! Congrats Jaggieee :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-O_AgyB_Nw/Tb5BwZx6dMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/X2mc_w9TfNs/s1600/IMG_0329.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-O_AgyB_Nw/Tb5BwZx6dMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/X2mc_w9TfNs/s400/IMG_0329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987286305240258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ethan. My nephew. He's a "future missionary" if you haven't noticed. He is adorable and awesome and cute and wonderful. Can't stand being away from him for 2 seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2nL9bmR4Hg/Tb5BwNwgvfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_6DPj8JpBaI/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2nL9bmR4Hg/Tb5BwNwgvfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_6DPj8JpBaI/s400/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987283078135282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our super cool brother in law andrew playin a game with Cody. Ps. this place doesn't use tokens for machines, they have this machine that gives you a credit card lookin thing and you put money on it and swipe it at every game you want to play. Made me feel old, because they're not using tokens anymore. Crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7jdUImd1c6Q/Tb5Bvm2FC2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/MNp_gJP9Lyw/s1600/IMG_0284.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7jdUImd1c6Q/Tb5Bvm2FC2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/MNp_gJP9Lyw/s400/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987272632503138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30u781z4SZ0/Tb5Bvd5rDzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/NkQo45MPyqI/s1600/IMG_0231.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30u781z4SZ0/Tb5Bvd5rDzI/AAAAAAAAAh8/NkQo45MPyqI/s400/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987270231658290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my fully loaded car ready to move to Vegas! Utah family if you're reading this (ashlee, allie, sammy, reaggy, holls, I think I got you all :) ) I will miss living so close to you guys and coming up for sunday dinners, and crashing your houses, stealing food and playing with your kids. We'll of course be up to visit but its just sad I'm not an hour and a half away anymore. Love you guys tons and tons tho!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXvjdcaEqxc/Tb5BvBB6E1I/AAAAAAAAAh0/A3lh4FZzWBo/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXvjdcaEqxc/Tb5BvBB6E1I/AAAAAAAAAh0/A3lh4FZzWBo/s400/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601987262481568594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The familia at Jack's Graduation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKZhg5LpsRg/Tb5BFSrQK8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/WVOiPNzN3Fg/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKZhg5LpsRg/Tb5BFSrQK8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/WVOiPNzN3Fg/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601986545663880130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheeeeezer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBZTgo0kvk8/Tb5BFNgcjjI/AAAAAAAAAhk/i20fmeyprQw/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBZTgo0kvk8/Tb5BFNgcjjI/AAAAAAAAAhk/i20fmeyprQw/s400/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601986544276377138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDAfUZutKdY/Tb5BEu3vFOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/MtjvNHm1HyU/s1600/IMG_0077.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDAfUZutKdY/Tb5BEu3vFOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/MtjvNHm1HyU/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601986536052561122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha I love this picture of Baylee. Her face is priceless. Seriously she is the worlds most perfect baby. Ask anyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have had such a lovely time in utah, meeting friends, hanging out with family up there more and just growing. It's been an adventure for sure, but now vegas is my new adventure and I'm reeeeallly excited about it. So I love you all.... xoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVGsIi3GYOI/Tb5BETLJ2DI/AAAAAAAAAhU/TXPYTvmE0OU/s1600/IMG_0057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVGsIi3GYOI/Tb5BETLJ2DI/AAAAAAAAAhU/TXPYTvmE0OU/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601986528617814066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abUAXRUaCUs/Tb5BEG1nRvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/IC0bN4KEa5g/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abUAXRUaCUs/Tb5BEG1nRvI/AAAAAAAAAhM/IC0bN4KEa5g/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601986525306242802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6127527261627240462?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6127527261627240462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6127527261627240462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6127527261627240462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6127527261627240462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthdays-graduation-and-changes.html' title='Birthdays, Graduation, and changes!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIWsA-TIIO0/Tb5CWVkNBWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/_jZm1pIwPn4/s72-c/IMG_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5350651379506604175</id><published>2011-04-17T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T12:31:31.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Loveys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouuuuuld be writing my essay thats due tomorrow that consists of 8-10 pages, but I just am going to procrastinate some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life rocks. Did you all know that? This is my SUUUPER cute friend named Courtney Anne Brown. Tayler, Court and I took a philosophy class together last semester and instantly became friends, and then she went to BYU-Hawaii for a semester, and just came back.  I just love this girl. That's actually an understatement.. anyways some people think we're twins, I wish we were.. heck I wish we were sisters. Please ignore the fact that she's abnormally tan, she just came back from Hawaii, and I've been here, so just remember that people... Anyways, we had a cute little date night and we went to the Open House of Maddux Boutique, and then we went to Guru's. She rocks. you should all be friends with Court. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35fwmdGTDzc/Tas-8EiksyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XpoSpzqnM70/s1600/IMG_1699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35fwmdGTDzc/Tas-8EiksyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XpoSpzqnM70/s400/IMG_1699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596636163669799714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xDGA-_VH2o/Tas-7YmkNDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kKwRrj8iSvw/s1600/IMG_1701.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xDGA-_VH2o/Tas-7YmkNDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/kKwRrj8iSvw/s400/IMG_1701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596636151875384370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAQ1vYWOV8s/Tas-6_Un-7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/TFQqT5lMxc0/s1600/IMG_1706.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAQ1vYWOV8s/Tas-6_Un-7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/TFQqT5lMxc0/s400/IMG_1706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596636145089248178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, literally there is 13 days until I move back to vegas. How scary. 13 days to do finals/projects/essays/tests/pack/pass cleaning checks(which is quite hard) &amp; fit all my crap into my car and say my goodbyes to my utah fwiends! Thats A LOT!!! Shoot. Hope it all goes well.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get that essay done, sooooo love you all x infinity. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5350651379506604175?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5350651379506604175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5350651379506604175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5350651379506604175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5350651379506604175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-loveys.html' title='Hello Loveys'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35fwmdGTDzc/Tas-8EiksyI/AAAAAAAAAhE/XpoSpzqnM70/s72-c/IMG_1699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-6531805634423562579</id><published>2011-04-03T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:01:06.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference 2011</title><content type='html'>What's up friends?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was conference. I haven't ever gone, never got the chance and all that jazz..... buuuuut this year I went to the 2nd session on sunday and it rocked.  I went with Brett Harber, Justin Hales and Samantha.  REAL cool friends.  Heres a pic I took of the conference center. I know everyone's seen it, but I took this pic. It's funny cause I was sitting there, just watching Prez. Monson talk and I realized, President Monson is in the same room I'm in. how. cool. is. that???? So thank you Brett Harber for taking me to my very first conference!!!! (even though he'll never see this) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g2NN3AXSNo/TZlBsMiROCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/7WmxuNbbXxU/s1600/photo%2B3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g2NN3AXSNo/TZlBsMiROCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/7WmxuNbbXxU/s400/photo%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591572639892191266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iuy-FxyMJm0/TZlBsAIPG6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/9xkUIcELCZA/s1600/photo%2B5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iuy-FxyMJm0/TZlBsAIPG6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/9xkUIcELCZA/s400/photo%2B5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591572636561775522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q_j9cKY8e4/TZlBr8fAFqI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-SkSEakTnQI/s1600/photo%2B4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q_j9cKY8e4/TZlBr8fAFqI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-SkSEakTnQI/s400/photo%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591572635583518370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 days till I move back to vegas.....just incase you were wondering. Scared. Excited. mixed emotions. buuuuut it's a good thing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IANX8Z0WXOk/TZlBso4HWcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Pgg06sxKEtE/s1600/photo%2B1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IANX8Z0WXOk/TZlBso4HWcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Pgg06sxKEtE/s400/photo%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591572647500011970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and tayler went on a picnic when it was good weather out, we put on our summer dresses and got a blanket, stopped through kneaders drive thru and had a good ol picnic. I think we're celebrating a little too early, but hey it was a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43a-GzMVN5Q/TZlBsbTqdLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dy2-30YjvwI/s1600/photo%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43a-GzMVN5Q/TZlBsbTqdLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dy2-30YjvwI/s1600/photo%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43a-GzMVN5Q/TZlBsbTqdLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dy2-30YjvwI/s400/photo%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591572643857462450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all, xoxo, christy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-6531805634423562579?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/6531805634423562579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=6531805634423562579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6531805634423562579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/6531805634423562579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference-2011.html' title='Conference 2011'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_g2NN3AXSNo/TZlBsMiROCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/7WmxuNbbXxU/s72-c/photo%2B3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-116913133131117662</id><published>2011-03-24T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:14:37.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITEMENT</title><content type='html'>LOOK at this kitty! it's a pikachu kitty. hahahah so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8WUU7f6YAE/TYwym-VLqYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/q3m1c2oHnDY/s1600/Picture%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8WUU7f6YAE/TYwym-VLqYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/q3m1c2oHnDY/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587896882808203650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all 17 followers. I love you all. I have nothing to blog about, except for things that I'm excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My family coming in town tomorrow. Cody has a sore throat, and he stayed home from school today (thursday), but he assured my Mom that he'll be well enough to still go to utah tomorrow (friday). hah how cute is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We, my mom, little brother &amp;amp; friends are going to HARE KRISHNA! I'm STOKED. It's the coolest/funnest/craziest time in the year and its a once in a lifetime thing to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll see my wittle niece and nephew this weekend. &amp;amp; my sister aubree and her super rad hubby andrew. I love my fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One month till I move back to Vegas. I'll be sad to move away from family, but we come up so much  I'm not too worried. I'll see em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm single. feelin good. feel limitless, I saw that movie---so good! after I saw it I wanted to conquer the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish I could make cakes like Cake Boss and Ace of Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have this secret dream to open a sweets store with my mom in Vegas! Maybe its not secret, but its a dream of mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Life rocks. so do my friends! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-toek9UEL8/TYwynFhldUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F-fWRFd_Qqk/s1600/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-toek9UEL8/TYwynFhldUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F-fWRFd_Qqk/s400/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587896884739274050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you times infinity. xoxo, christy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-116913133131117662?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/116913133131117662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=116913133131117662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/116913133131117662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/116913133131117662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/03/excitement.html' title='EXCITEMENT'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8WUU7f6YAE/TYwym-VLqYI/AAAAAAAAAf8/q3m1c2oHnDY/s72-c/Picture%2B3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1208917688500703636</id><published>2011-03-14T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:22:31.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heber/Family vakay!!</title><content type='html'>I forgot, I totally have something to blog about! My fam took a vacation to Heber for prez day weekend. it was a freaking blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJfQe8wwGag/TX5cBEBWgsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/37xKO4BSddE/s1600/IMG_2657.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/-iJfQe8wwGag/TX5cBEBWgsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/37xKO4BSddE/s400/IMG_2657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584001761315029698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIbUZVYOM1o/TX5cATKk_eI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_dLHI0m8Z2M/s1600/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIbUZVYOM1o/TX5cATKk_eI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_dLHI0m8Z2M/s400/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584001748200390114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OiYBf-uKLI/TX5cAJMJKiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/19O0CNGx2lw/s1600/IMG_2608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--OiYBf-uKLI/TX5cAJMJKiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/19O0CNGx2lw/s400/IMG_2608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584001745522600482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMso1ECugaU/TX5b_gnQeII/AAAAAAAAAfc/Rp7MmzQ-8JI/s1600/IMG_2591.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/-EMso1ECugaU/TX5b_gnQeII/AAAAAAAAAfc/Rp7MmzQ-8JI/s400/IMG_2591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584001734630471810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this cabin is my dad's friends, we just kind of borrowed it for the weekend, it was equipped with pool tables, ping pong tables, air hockey, foozball, like 9 rooms, and like 12 snowmobiles. Those things are sccccurrrry. I kind of imagined them like jet skis, I'm so wrong, those things get stuck, they're the hardest to turn, and gosh they're just too intense for me. I'll stick to my jetskiing.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins are seriously my sisters, and my guy cousin adam, is like my brother. We're all so close. I just love them, so freaking much!!! They're so fun. I loved this weekend. I wish it didn't end. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presidents day was good to me. They are the only things I'll miss about utah, just being closer to my family... &lt;3 much love guys if you're reading, esp ashlee and hollie and allie and sammy and reggy :) I'm comin to see y'all soon!!!&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/6191405536055702334-1208917688500703636?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1208917688500703636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1208917688500703636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1208917688500703636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1208917688500703636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/03/heberfamily-vakay.html' title='Heber/Family vakay!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJfQe8wwGag/TX5cBEBWgsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/37xKO4BSddE/s72-c/IMG_2657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4431693674180755940</id><published>2011-03-14T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:06:32.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOOO</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in forever. I guess I haven't had much to blog about. I wish I had some pix. I broke my super cool unbreakable, waterproof, christyproof camera. Somehow I broke it. fml. I know. so I'm pictureless. I'm at work. Lots of changes are going to happen. I cant wait to move back to vegas in april. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I do that, look forward to things so much that I forget to enjoy  the moment and the things I'm doing now. It's annoying, don't do it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend was a blast. Carly (mitch's sister) and Randi Dunn came and stayed with us before they moved to San Diego.  It's always a party when they're here. They are hilarious.  So we went to LaJolla Groves, and Happy Sumo, lots of movies, and even made a hilarious/embarassing movie.  It happens.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Saturday my Mom came to town with Tayler's mom, Jackie and Brandon were moving so she came to help, and Tayler's Mom came to look at wedding dresses for Tayler.  So I had a sleepover with my mommy, and we went to Olive Garden where we laughed and had a good time, then we went to the Cocoa Bean and bought 6 cupcakes for just us. It happens.  The bestest one is their german chocolate cupcake. It's a beautiful masterpiece! I recommend it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing like my Mom, she's the best mom ever. Even saying that, it's not enough. She's kind, honest, loving, understanding, funny, scared of spiders, easy to scare, beautiful and just overall wonderful!!!! She's the kindest person I know, seriously, I wish I got that gene from her, but I didn't. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIWXwFlbSE/TX5YH2KR-nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Tw4KO1IQyHo/s1600/IMG_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIWXwFlbSE/TX5YH2KR-nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Tw4KO1IQyHo/s1600/IMG_1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIWXwFlbSE/TX5YH2KR-nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Tw4KO1IQyHo/s400/IMG_1425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583997479806958194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend is spring break. I have no plans. That's how cool I am. I'm honestly looking forward to just relaxing.  I'll probably go to my sister Aubree's house, and hang out with my super cool brother-in-law and niece and nephew. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; do laundry :) Oh the life of a college student&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop getting engaged. I swear it's the summer of weddings. Okay, it's kind of exciting :) Especially when your best friend is so happy &amp;amp; getting married.  Shoutout to Tayler Anne Stratton, soon to be Tayler Anne Myers, blog woman, blog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love, me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UrwxKXT4ixY/TX5ZE7FwDPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/NXrEcTmCaTM/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UrwxKXT4ixY/TX5ZE7FwDPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/NXrEcTmCaTM/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583998529102154994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4431693674180755940?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4431693674180755940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4431693674180755940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4431693674180755940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4431693674180755940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/03/yooo.html' title='YOOO'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIWXwFlbSE/TX5YH2KR-nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Tw4KO1IQyHo/s72-c/IMG_1425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-598212564847770636</id><published>2011-02-14T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:58:38.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINES DAYYYYY</title><content type='html'>Valentines day isn't something I usually look forward to. This is my second valentines day with the same guy (thats huge for me). This is my second valentines day with Darren, but apart from him! We're 1000+ miles away from each other, and its okay. Last valentines day I was in vegas, and I got the most gorgeous roses and chocolates from him. This year I got even prettier roses from him and chocolates and a teddy bear I wont let out of my sight. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres the second part of my great valentines day. My Mom. She sent me and jackie a little valentines day package full of bubbles, chocolates, jelly beans, a funny card with a hampster on it and a ring pop. I love my Mom with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I realize how amazingly blessed I am.  I know how lucky I am, but every so often the people who love me show me just how dang lucky I am and it just reminds me to be thankful more often.  So if you're reading this, I love you.  I love my friends and family!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-598212564847770636?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/598212564847770636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=598212564847770636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/598212564847770636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/598212564847770636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-dayyyyy.html' title='VALENTINES DAYYYYY'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-276410476788752224</id><published>2011-01-09T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:40:31.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoOigHBa7I/AAAAAAAAAfA/pdv9nodz73M/s1600/IMG_5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoOigHBa7I/AAAAAAAAAfA/pdv9nodz73M/s400/IMG_5072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560272675840027570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really miss summer. I'm ready for it to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNvtusP6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/4vcFAwCXKWU/s1600/IMG_1276.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNvtusP6I/AAAAAAAAAe4/4vcFAwCXKWU/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560271803322744738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutest nephew in the world right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNvMes7rI/AAAAAAAAAew/x0K-hsdUXx8/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNvMes7rI/AAAAAAAAAew/x0K-hsdUXx8/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560271794397310642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Niece. little angel. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNutKJSmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jMsUXEx7FYQ/s1600/IMG_2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNutKJSmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jMsUXEx7FYQ/s400/IMG_2708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560271785989589602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best brudda in da worrrrld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNuVxDLnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NF-u_lhUOiQ/s1600/IMG_2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNuVxDLnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/NF-u_lhUOiQ/s400/IMG_2704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560271779710316146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's awesome. He's a goof and loves it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNt7OGHuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9FiuslSB2PE/s1600/DSC_2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoNt7OGHuI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9FiuslSB2PE/s400/DSC_2591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560271772584386274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe 2010 is gone!! It was so good to me though, really good. and 2011 is treating me just fine. :) hope you're having a good year too. This wednesday Im having dinner with my two sisters and their families and my brother and his girlfriend from london, and then this weekend I'm driving home to vegas! holllller. I'm excited. I miss my Mom and Dad and brother Cody. and even my kitties romeo and gizzy. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-276410476788752224?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/276410476788752224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=276410476788752224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/276410476788752224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/276410476788752224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-happened.html' title='2010 happened'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TSoOigHBa7I/AAAAAAAAAfA/pdv9nodz73M/s72-c/IMG_5072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7382192158252691650</id><published>2010-12-29T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:36:47.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Update!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;K I'm posting a billion pictures but I got a new camera so I haaave to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9ecebKkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/IDyliZZL4Ok/s1600/IMG_2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9ecebKkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/IDyliZZL4Ok/s400/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556172527284988482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Opportunity Village. We went on the 24th and my reeeally good friend Sandra came with us. We had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9eGoROyI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7jc5Anrbae0/s1600/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9eGoROyI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7jc5Anrbae0/s400/IMG_2427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556172521420700450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9df67pTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EeRtPtTklkg/s1600/IMG_2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9df67pTI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EeRtPtTklkg/s400/IMG_2393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556172511029994802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the ranger decorated in light.  We decorated it and put a trailer on it and decorated that too and drove around.  Our neighbors probably think we're insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9dLamdPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yaxhKGjwBRU/s1600/IMG_2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9dLamdPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yaxhKGjwBRU/s400/IMG_2659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556172505525679346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baylee looks a little frightened, but how cute is she? My mommy's a preeetyy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9chGL8gI/AAAAAAAAAds/04pMCVe3wbI/s1600/DSC_2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9chGL8gI/AAAAAAAAAds/04pMCVe3wbI/s400/DSC_2575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556172494165766658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family pictures at the pond.  Classic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt82lHNfdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9PlzrtPGUds/s1600/IMG_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt82lHNfdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9PlzrtPGUds/s400/IMG_2500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171842408775122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinect. Cody Dancing. Hours of laughter :) really fun game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt82TZmyPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/St4Bdwjzvd4/s1600/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt82TZmyPI/AAAAAAAAAdc/St4Bdwjzvd4/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171837654092018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bellagio. We had a blast going there, it wasn't even crowded much.  Their decorations were pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt81yngPQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xVr0nL1l9pQ/s1600/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt81yngPQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xVr0nL1l9pQ/s400/IMG_2646.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171828854013186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8bQU4tAI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yd_cSPsmwrU/s1600/IMG_2656.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8bQU4tAI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yd_cSPsmwrU/s400/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171372972520450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the ranger and the trailer all decked out with lights.  It was the coolest thing I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8bNyTFLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/--K7LvfFDcI/s1600/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8bNyTFLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/--K7LvfFDcI/s400/IMG_2662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171372290577586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This right here is my beautiful nephew Ethan Lionel Blau. This kid is gooooorgeous. All he wanted for christmas was a train, and mommy and daddy got him the biggest train there was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8a9ndqfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/IjHGN5gLFjQ/s1600/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8a9ndqfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/IjHGN5gLFjQ/s400/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171367950166514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and  Ethan in our christmas jammies. I mean our one-sies.  go us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8atQjHeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9LlIXT-FCGg/s1600/IMG_2665.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8atQjHeI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9LlIXT-FCGg/s400/IMG_2665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171363559087586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother is a thug.  Straight up G. This was on Fremont Street. Andrew and Aubree wanted to go visit Fremont Street and we ran into some funny things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8adKa_0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/RRkayqQBCo8/s1600/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt8adKa_0I/AAAAAAAAAcs/RRkayqQBCo8/s400/IMG_2633.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556171359238422338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Bayleeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt72RdNAhI/AAAAAAAAAck/Vh2Jl9-ljrs/s1600/IMG_2543.jpg"&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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt72RdNAhI/AAAAAAAAAck/Vh2Jl9-ljrs/s400/IMG_2543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556170737620681234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt72EBTKFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SMA4OT9zyAI/s1600/IMG_2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt72EBTKFI/AAAAAAAAAcc/SMA4OT9zyAI/s400/IMG_2572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556170734013982802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Balance bracelets, christmas morning look on their faces, camo robe, I love eveerything about this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt711pVJQI/AAAAAAAAAcU/na6_SSUlbkM/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt711pVJQI/AAAAAAAAAcU/na6_SSUlbkM/s400/IMG_2683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556170730155353346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me and Jack, Zip lining on Fremont Street. It was reeeally fun. Super cheap too. about $15 during the day and like $25 after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt71tS01cI/AAAAAAAAAcM/w3L1hzohgOE/s1600/IMG_2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt71tS01cI/AAAAAAAAAcM/w3L1hzohgOE/s400/IMG_2451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556170727913477570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were in the hot tub almost every morning and got as many people in there as we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt71ET0YZI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eO9lvTshwvw/s1600/IMG_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt71ET0YZI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eO9lvTshwvw/s400/IMG_2566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556170716911788434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a Merrrrrry Christmas! I sure did!!! I got a really cool camera so I took so many pictures this Christmas. I got this camera for christmas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt6uAvsevI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PAahFzs0oJg/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt6uAvsevI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PAahFzs0oJg/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556169496184257266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waterproof. Shockproof. Christyproof.  As my brother's english girlfriend would say, it's lovely. We had everyone here this christmas. My 2 sisters and their husbands and kids, my brother-in-law's mom, my brother from London with his girlfriend Jenni. We were all together.  Super nice.  Our christmas was insane. We had so many presents.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I had the best Christmas ever, but only because I have the most awesome family ever. My mom is my best friend, my sisters are angels, I love my brother-in-laws, my Dad, now he's a character. Big guy but full of love, and my brother is just the sweetest thing out there. It was real nice to have my brother Ryan down here too, and Jenni.  We reeally liked her.  Altogether it was a memorable christmas, one I'm not sure we can top! But I hope everyone had a merry christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo Christy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7382192158252691650?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7382192158252691650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7382192158252691650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7382192158252691650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7382192158252691650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-update.html' title='Christmas Update!!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TRt9ecebKkI/AAAAAAAAAeM/IDyliZZL4Ok/s72-c/IMG_2421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4197045646457420176</id><published>2010-12-16T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T11:17:48.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jingle jangle.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow something &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;happens. I'm heading home. for 15 days. fifteen! Haleluliah! I'm blessed to be able to miss 15 days of work. I'm blessed to work with &lt;b&gt;great &lt;/b&gt;people, funny, smart, clever people. Work rocks. But I've missed my family way too much. I feel like I haven't seen them in months. Talking to my mom, dad, and little brother everyday just isn't enough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm coming up with new years resolutions like everyone else.  I told Tayler today I want to start playing the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;violin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;again. My Mom will looove that one. But I love it more. I have more resolutions but I'm coming up with new ones daily.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe its going to be 2011. Freak. that's insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. I'll be in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in like 24 hours. I'm a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;little &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;excited. :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4197045646457420176?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4197045646457420176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4197045646457420176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4197045646457420176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4197045646457420176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-jangle.html' title='jingle jangle.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-346105380484829402</id><published>2010-12-09T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:58:13.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another blog by XT</title><content type='html'>Things I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the fact that I have a 2 week break coming up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my job. I work with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-24 hr fitness. working out makes me feel gooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my &lt;b&gt;mamma&lt;/b&gt;. I call her almost 7 times a day. and she always answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-that I'm able to go to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;UVU&lt;/span&gt;. yup I'm thankful for school. school is expensive. I know I couldn't do it on my own. I love learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-me heros: my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;dad&lt;/b&gt; my friends, my family, especially my sisters and little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-holidays. they rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Christmas trees. fake ones. white ones. pink ones. real ones. huge ones. yes yes yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;burlesque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. it's such a great movie!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-cameras. pictures. videos. memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my iPhone. I'm addicted to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the CW channel. I watch every show on that channel. Nikita, Hellcats, 90210, Vampire Diaries, One tree hill, etc. love love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-snow. when it's not scary, its beautiful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-snowboarding. I cant wait to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-my gospel library app. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-blogs. I come across wonderful, clever, hilarious and cool blogs and I love love love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I have nothing to blog about I'm going to try and blog everyday. Because something &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happens to me everyday.  Today, I went to my math class at 2pm and we had a party. pizza, jams, balloons, laughs. I have funny friends in that class. 5 guys: rusty, kirk, matt, wesley, and danny.  They're the "fab 5," and they're funny. That's the fun thing that happened today. how was your day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-346105380484829402?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/346105380484829402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=346105380484829402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/346105380484829402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/346105380484829402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-another-blog-by-xt.html' title='just another blog by XT'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-667158651952823537</id><published>2010-11-28T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:48:29.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tag YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>I found this tag thing from jack, my sister's blog a looong time ago. you all should do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps jack I stole a bunch of your answers... what can i say? We're family &amp;amp; we have the same answers!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love kiddies, XOXO, Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 TV Shows I Like to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ace of Cakes&lt;br /&gt;2. Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;4. One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;5. 90210&lt;br /&gt;6. Hell Cats&lt;br /&gt;7. Keeping Up with the Kardashians&lt;br /&gt;8. VAMPIRE DIARIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things That &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1. I hung out with my sister aubree, my fantastic brother-in-law andrew, and my niece and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched the BYU-UTAH game with my family.&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to Papa Murphy's with Cody and we got 2 awesome pizzas and cookie dough that was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;4. Had pancakes with my aunt, cousins, second cousins and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to the gym, to shed off the Thanksgiving pounds, or atleast atempt to!!&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a boring life and nothing else happened. haha&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Places to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. BJ's Brewery&lt;br /&gt;2. Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;3. Pei Wei (orange chicken peel)&lt;br /&gt;4. Provo Bakery (does it count if it's just doughnuts and rolls?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Los Hermanos&lt;br /&gt;6. Benihanas/Geisha&lt;br /&gt;7. Taco Bell&lt;br /&gt;8. My apartment, because I like to cook and sometimes it turns out decent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am Looking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To:&lt;br /&gt;1. Christmas with everyone, I'm talking brother in laws, B-I-L's family, long lost brothers in Vienna &amp;amp; his gf. IM talkin URREONE.&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing my family&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas break!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Seeing old vegas friends: SANDRA, JESSICA b, LANSKIIII&lt;br /&gt;6. Decorating/baking for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;7. The SNOW! Seriously, I have a mad craving to go snowboarding, and it's PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;8. New Years kiss? hmmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; About:&lt;br /&gt;1. my friends&lt;br /&gt;2. My family&lt;br /&gt;3. being an aunt&lt;br /&gt;4. helping people&lt;br /&gt;5. my kitty Romeo&lt;br /&gt;6. travelling.&lt;br /&gt;7. eating&lt;br /&gt;8. shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tayler&lt;br /&gt;2. Emily&lt;br /&gt;3. britt fes&lt;br /&gt;4. jack jack&lt;br /&gt;5-8. Anyone who is bored/ needs a reason to blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-667158651952823537?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/667158651952823537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=667158651952823537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/667158651952823537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/667158651952823537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-tag-you.html' title='I tag YOU!!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5560253933118843501</id><published>2010-11-28T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:16:46.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks. Gracias. DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving day was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Each year, my family has a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;gigantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; thanksgiving at a church up in Ogden.  Usually 70-150 people come, we don't go every year, probably something like every other year, but when we go, we have a blast.  I think this is the&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; 87th year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we have done it, or something like that. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCnrzCfvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Q3QF0a47110/s1600/DSCF3321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCnrzCfvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Q3QF0a47110/s400/DSCF3321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544708078273986290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Handome. Mature (most the time). &amp;amp; can kick my &lt;b&gt;BUTT&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCnQ4hrwI/AAAAAAAAAbY/--vl9vYyGe8/s1600/DSCF3303.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCnQ4hrwI/AAAAAAAAAbY/--vl9vYyGe8/s400/DSCF3303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544708071049244418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our thanksgiving is held at a church in Ogden, UT, that area. We ate all the turkey, ham, and stuffing we could handle then we played&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Minute to WIN IT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  games.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How fun right? It was TONS of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCE4UoXpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0ZffAWlmibg/s1600/DSCF3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCE4UoXpI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0ZffAWlmibg/s400/DSCF3311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544707480340684434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my second cousin &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Allie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  She calls me her aunt though. I like to think of her mom and the rest of my cousins as my sisters. So this is my neice.  She's &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Wonderful inside and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Beautiful, caring, &amp;amp; funny as heck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCEhgaB0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/gadv8_069BU/s1600/DSCF3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCEhgaB0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/gadv8_069BU/s400/DSCF3296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544707474216060738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammie and Allie.  Sisters. They are &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCDEhV4oI/AAAAAAAAAa4/UzZCW2xxscc/s1600/DSCF3285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCDEhV4oI/AAAAAAAAAa4/UzZCW2xxscc/s400/DSCF3285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544707449255486082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close up of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I love this picture. Gorgeous &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;eyes.. sweet smile.. Seriously he has grown so much!! He's almost as tall as me and he is 10 years old!! I couldn't get over how much he had grown when my family came this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCCG9qCLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/G9hMAu_ShOw/s1600/DSCF3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCCG9qCLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/G9hMAu_ShOw/s400/DSCF3284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544707432731248818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kind of asian in this picture but its okay.  I love this  sweater on Cody too.  Code is obsessed with it. He wore it for about 3 days in a row. I said, "Cody you have worn that for about 3 days straight.. you have to change!" His reply: "it's a sweater... so I can wear it over my shirts as much a  I want. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;.  That little &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;weasel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. It looks so good on him though.. I love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;skinny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; jeans on kids. He has some and they are SO CUTEE on him!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Minute to Win it games and pinata and other thanksgiving pix: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCFNPi4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/G_31zhxMbJY/s1600/DSCF3315.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCFNPi4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/G_31zhxMbJY/s400/DSCF3315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544707485956497810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCosgsEkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BkZAgGYSuE8/s1600/DSCF3288.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCosgsEkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/BkZAgGYSuE8/s400/DSCF3288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544708095645323842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCoFgTEDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gdt2msU569E/s1600/DSCF3320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCoFgTEDI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gdt2msU569E/s400/DSCF3320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544708085174702130" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6191405536055702334-5560253933118843501?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5560253933118843501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5560253933118843501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5560253933118843501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5560253933118843501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-gracias-day.html' title='Thanks. Gracias. DAY!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPLCnrzCfvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Q3QF0a47110/s72-c/DSCF3321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-7897700701898082344</id><published>2010-11-28T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T12:46:58.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EASY &amp; delicious Eclairs Recipe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weekends ago, my cousin Ashee and I made these &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; eclairs. She got the recipe from someone who used to work at this bakery in Ogden, where the best eclairs I've ever had come from. So here's the recipe for these guys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPK9saoic2I/AAAAAAAAAao/l74Kvcu2Nvk/s1600/IMG_1384.jpg"&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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPK9saoic2I/AAAAAAAAAao/l74Kvcu2Nvk/s400/IMG_1384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544702662007747426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ingredients&lt;/i&gt;: 1/2 cup butter, 1 cup flour, 4 eggs, 1 cup water, 1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Filling&lt;/i&gt;: 2 packages of jello powder pudding (cheesecake filling--soo goood and I don't even like cheesecake that much!!) and 3&amp;amp;1/2 cups of milk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frosting&lt;/i&gt;: cocoa butter, vanilla, and powdered sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Directions&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. preheat overn to 400 degrees and grease a cookie sheet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. In a medium saucepan combine 1/2 cup butter and 1 cup water.  Bring to a boil, stirring until butter melts completely. Reduce heat to low, and add flour and salt.  Stir vigorously until mixture leaves the sides of the pan and begins to form a stiff ball. Remove from heat.  Add eggs, one at a time beating well to incorporate completely after each edition. With a spoon, or a pastery bag, put them on the cookie sheet. Bite sizes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bae 15-18 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Filling mix, like package for a pie filling, use a pastery bag or a zip lock bag with a tiny peice cut off in a corner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Microwave frosting for only 10 seconds and dip the top of the eclairs and refridgerate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;****TIPS*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- we used  a ZipLock bag instead of a pastery bag, and made sure the eclair had enough room for the filling inside of the thing so I used my pinky finger to make sure they baked properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ALSO, I did not dip the top of the eclairs in the frosting, I put the frosting in a bag and zig zagged it all over the pastery.  Do what you'd like, but they were simple and amazingly delicious!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ENJOY :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-7897700701898082344?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/7897700701898082344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=7897700701898082344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7897700701898082344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/7897700701898082344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/11/easy-delicious-eclairs-recipe.html' title='EASY &amp; delicious Eclairs Recipe!!!'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TPK9saoic2I/AAAAAAAAAao/l74Kvcu2Nvk/s72-c/IMG_1384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3751340842546682448</id><published>2010-11-21T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:23:09.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, I'm blogging AGAIN. I go a week or two without blogging and then I'm back at it on Sundays.  This one's about halloween that was forever ago. I know. I'm late. I like how blogs are kind of like a journal. only public. which is fine. I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;I like pictures. so here are some: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlva7s9lII/AAAAAAAAAag/O7m3b4fW5bI/s1600/winner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlva7s9lII/AAAAAAAAAag/O7m3b4fW5bI/s400/winner.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083324949664898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;halloween weekend my brother cody had a soccer game which he won 5-0. He's a star. I love that kid. Way proud of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvakheORI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HeEKNDB1QMQ/s1600/winer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvakheORI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HeEKNDB1QMQ/s400/winer.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083318727457042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure he's 10, I'm 19. 9 year difference but we're super close. I love him, I love his sense of humor, and having nerf gun wars. He just got a cell phone last week and I love that I can get a text from him or a phone call. He doesn't know how he brightens up my days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvaNuCZgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fDozI4UPxAg/s1600/vegascru.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvaNuCZgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/fDozI4UPxAg/s400/vegascru.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083312606144002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my vegas crew. My halloween party. Mixed variety of costumes, from a flapper to a hippie and then Snooki and Pauly D. Even Alice in Wonderland was there. LOVE these guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvZ2B1GGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gf0AM5KYTtM/s1600/vegascrew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvZ2B1GGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/gf0AM5KYTtM/s400/vegascrew.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083306246707298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maaa girls. They're cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvXs8AMQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gByMDmNIlZk/s1600/tonsofkids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvXs8AMQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/gByMDmNIlZk/s400/tonsofkids.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083269446611202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just tell you there were a million kids. Imagine all these kids coming to your house at once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvN3OlgLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xfqV0261tTc/s1600/mytwins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvN3OlgLI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xfqV0261tTc/s400/mytwins.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083100410216626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These twins are the cutest little girls ever. They're like my family. They are Cody's best friend- Oliver's little sisters: Grace and Amelia.  They are the best. I've known them since they were little babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're obviously growing up. Can't believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvNO-MAGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/xKgV-D9lRWw/s1600/mycutemom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvNO-MAGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/xKgV-D9lRWw/s400/mycutemom.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083089604018274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom's the cutest. love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvM6fVSmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Y0pheH6cjIU/s1600/milly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvM6fVSmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Y0pheH6cjIU/s400/milly.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083084105894498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MILLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvMjh6k_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/VRvbcYQoiLE/s1600/hoodlums.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvMjh6k_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/VRvbcYQoiLE/s400/hoodlums.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083077942711282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took these little troublemakers trick or treating. Just me. It was horrid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you a funny story, as we are walking, these people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;were walking past us with their children and these guys scream, "oh DUDE, sweet they're&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;terrorists!!!" THEY were NOT terrorists. hahah that was how they usually dressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This couple looked at me and I just apologized and ran away fast. I laughed a little inside though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 year olds are hilarious. All they talk about are girls and how cute some of them are, and they say DUDE every 10 seconds I kid you not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvL1GfJnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4syA0R0bnlA/s1600/gracie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvL1GfJnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4syA0R0bnlA/s400/gracie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083065479636594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gracie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvCE0R0II/AAAAAAAAAZQ/skUWf6Ivu4E/s1600/hah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvCE0R0II/AAAAAAAAAZQ/skUWf6Ivu4E/s400/hah.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082897899540610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hoodlum crew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvBYaFRjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QCa9_XLexkI/s1600/codysoccer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlvBYaFRjI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QCa9_XLexkI/s400/codysoccer.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082885978506802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Star. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu-Wtq0_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/jgpRp7_5Y0w/s1600/dadsdenim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu-Wtq0_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/jgpRp7_5Y0w/s400/dadsdenim.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082833984181234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I captured my Dad's easygoing personality in this picture I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is his typical and favorite outfit. Two denims together. No matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how many times me and my Mom say "YOU CAN'T WEAR TWO DENIMS TOGETHER" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This stubborn man just ignores us and says, "I'm comfortable!!"  He cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really like this outfit truthfully, cause it's SO him. He rocks it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu-Nli9wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/pHRU9OEUuN4/s1600/codyholdingblankets.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu-Nli9wI/AAAAAAAAAY4/pHRU9OEUuN4/s400/codyholdingblankets.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082831534192386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture makes me laugh. I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu9lawvII/AAAAAAAAAYw/W9tZc7HF0cs/s1600/halloweenwithcody.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlu9lawvII/AAAAAAAAAYw/W9tZc7HF0cs/s400/halloweenwithcody.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542082820751539330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Best Friend, Cody. He's cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3751340842546682448?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3751340842546682448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3751340842546682448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3751340842546682448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3751340842546682448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/11/round-2.html' title='Round 2'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlva7s9lII/AAAAAAAAAag/O7m3b4fW5bI/s72-c/winner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1040202066135358410</id><published>2010-11-21T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T11:09:20.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you Ashlee</title><content type='html'>So my cousin Ashlee informed me that all my posts are about weird things like shoes. She said she wants me to blog on things going on in my life. The sad thing is there isn't much to tell. its fine. By the end of the week I just want to be around family. Its the best feeling ever, but lately its been about every weekend that I want to escape provo and migrate up to West Jordan or Syracuse or Ogden to see my family.  Maybe its the holidays coming up, I don't know what it is, but I like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 6th that weekend my cute cousin benson was baptized. My sister Aubree and I went to the baptism. He is probably the cutest thing ever. I love him. He's super strong too. Can't believe he's already 8. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, November 13th, the next weekend, I drove myself up to my family for the weekend. I spent friday night at my sister Aubree's house and then I went to Syracuse to visit my cousin Ashlee.  My cousins are basically my sisters.  We've always been close. I love that. Its nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family probably doesn't realize how they save me when I come up and they welcome me with open arms.  For example: I went to Ashlee's saturday, she was at a baptism until 5ish and I got there around 4 so I walked into her house, made myself some hot chocolate, plopped onto the couch and turned on some Harry Potter. Seriously how nice is that? The neighbors probably thought I was a creeper or something but my family is the best in the whole entire world.  They Save Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlsfOGg5HI/AAAAAAAAAYo/kcUzbjrWAfA/s1600/IMG_1383.jpg"&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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlsfOGg5HI/AAAAAAAAAYo/kcUzbjrWAfA/s400/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542080100073268338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my cousin Ashlee made these AMAZING cookies, they were seriously the easiest cookies I have ever made. I'll have to get the recipe but there were literally about 5 ingredients for these delicious chocolatey chipped cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlse3P6QZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6fqukXnLfx8/s1600/IMG_1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlse3P6QZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6fqukXnLfx8/s400/IMG_1386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542080093938663826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K THIS IS AMAZING ^ Ashlee and I are SO PROUD of these eclairs!!! Seriously they are to die for!!! they're SO good. I'll post the recipe on another post so that you all can have it. They turned out GREAT. seriously. Everybody loved em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlseecOxFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/czJSLl6bZV8/s1600/Photo%2B52.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlseecOxFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/czJSLl6bZV8/s400/Photo%2B52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542080087279453266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutest niece ever? I'd say so. Baylee Aubree Blau. Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlseI5GjLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xNLJcH047x4/s1600/IMG_1385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlseI5GjLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xNLJcH047x4/s400/IMG_1385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542080081494969522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YA YA YA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlsdwV8NzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yd5Ebgkw_a8/s1600/IMG_1380.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlsdwV8NzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yd5Ebgkw_a8/s400/IMG_1380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542080074905040690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, this picture wasn't my idea. My talented, beautiful, and wonderful cousin Hollie makes THE CUTEST bows, headbands, etc.  She gave me this one, she's the sweetest. Seriously they are the cutest things ever. My cousin Emily made me pose and be a model for a second. Cute hoodie with my modeling picture right? I know. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The point is, I have a talented, wonderful, supporting, beautiful family. I don't know how I got so lucky.  I love my cousins, my second cousins who don't know if I'm their Aunt or what because I'm always around. I love love love my family. They are the beestest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1040202066135358410?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1040202066135358410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1040202066135358410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1040202066135358410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1040202066135358410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-ones-for-you-ashlee.html' title='This one&apos;s for you Ashlee'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TOlsfOGg5HI/AAAAAAAAAYo/kcUzbjrWAfA/s72-c/IMG_1383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5279306037317386139</id><published>2010-10-21T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:54:58.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoes. SHOOZ. shuez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm obsessed with shoes. boots. sneekers. flats. flip flops. stilettos. heels. over the knee boots. any shoes. I love love love them. I have a fascination with the design of them and the fact I can immediately fall in love with them or I can immediately hate them. Here are some ones I like:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyiYQxviI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oCQTqw5skoE/s1600/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyiYQxviI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oCQTqw5skoE/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530757383597440546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyiFT62GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zROPQTIXu28/s1600/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyiFT62GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zROPQTIXu28/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530757378510346338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyh1oTDMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6F-cKqpXpt0/s1600/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyh1oTDMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6F-cKqpXpt0/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530757374300851394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half the shoes I like immediately are either 1.) too tall for me. Since I'm 5'9 I gotta watch my height.  I can't score a basketball playa so I gotta stay close to the flats section or 2" shoes. But it doesn't hurt to dream.  or 2.) Too expensive.  Some shoes are just too expensive like the ones above.  But sometimes ya just get a good deal at Nordstrom Rack and life seems that much better.. That's how it goes for me anyhow, I still love expensive shoes, at least I can ponder at them.  I've settled with flat boots.  And I'm diggin this new style of the tie up, old school lookin' boot.  i'm not lovin the wedge shoe, or clog. Whatever you want to call it, it's in the past and it should stay there.  I can't rock it anyway... I'm sure there's someone out there that can make the clog look good but until then my opinion stands.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5279306037317386139?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5279306037317386139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5279306037317386139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5279306037317386139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5279306037317386139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/10/shoes-shooz-shuez.html' title='shoes. SHOOZ. shuez.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TMEyiYQxviI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oCQTqw5skoE/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3717866361251886745</id><published>2010-10-16T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T20:59:05.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends and family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzrhsogTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/N1L8luxbK20/s1600/File0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzrhsogTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/N1L8luxbK20/s400/File0385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858684167848242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see this is halloween a couple of years ago with me and jack. I love this picture. my mom found like a thousand old pictures and this was in them and I loved it and missed it. I miss being a kid. ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzrj4DmsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/RTRvi9Dg0ZM/s1600/me%26tys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzrj4DmsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/RTRvi9Dg0ZM/s400/me%26tys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858684752632514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New friend: Tyson. He's cute and funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzTXHjTMI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CwYQhzaRosQ/s1600/DSCF3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzTXHjTMI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CwYQhzaRosQ/s400/DSCF3132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858269011102914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters. love em. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzTHGy4uI/AAAAAAAAAXM/tC3Fs5uQtzI/s1600/DSCF3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzTHGy4uI/AAAAAAAAAXM/tC3Fs5uQtzI/s400/DSCF3102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858264712962786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baylee, my niece. She's an angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzS3TnynI/AAAAAAAAAXE/fuJRV3tBf6U/s1600/IMG_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzS3TnynI/AAAAAAAAAXE/fuJRV3tBf6U/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858260471794290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beautiful grandmother Bernice. She is absolutely wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzSnZE6II/AAAAAAAAAW8/GiY0G05Ccm4/s1600/DSCF3081.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzSnZE6II/AAAAAAAAAW8/GiY0G05Ccm4/s400/DSCF3081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858256199706754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my Tayler Anne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzSZSIetI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cPisfoPzfN8/s1600/DSCF3082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzSZSIetI/AAAAAAAAAW0/cPisfoPzfN8/s400/DSCF3082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528858252412484306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got some goood friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3717866361251886745?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3717866361251886745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3717866361251886745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3717866361251886745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3717866361251886745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/10/friends-and-family.html' title='friends and family'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpzrhsogTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/N1L8luxbK20/s72-c/File0385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-1118939501003749637</id><published>2010-10-16T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T20:49:28.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpx54wz0FI/AAAAAAAAAWM/mruFmYb94jg/s1600/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpx54wz0FI/AAAAAAAAAWM/mruFmYb94jg/s400/Picture+18.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856731854295122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxiocrUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/UbXmZfuv-Mw/s1600/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxiocrUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/UbXmZfuv-Mw/s400/Picture+16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856588474690882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okayy... the sketcher ugg wannabes are a joke. I just thought they were HILARIOUS..... I don't want those but I do want the rest of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxbTmjoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/565jrMbw8S8/s1600/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxbTmjoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/565jrMbw8S8/s400/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856586508209794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxEGDeXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f68m7VaoVGI/s1600/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxxEGDeXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/f68m7VaoVGI/s400/Picture+14.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856580277369202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxwoGDwDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3GkU4dXC6V4/s1600/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxwoGDwDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3GkU4dXC6V4/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856572761194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxwWz9xvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0xWWIvtvlXA/s1600/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpxwWz9xvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0xWWIvtvlXA/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528856568121902834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-1118939501003749637?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/1118939501003749637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=1118939501003749637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1118939501003749637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/1118939501003749637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/10/wants.html' title='Wants'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TLpx54wz0FI/AAAAAAAAAWM/mruFmYb94jg/s72-c/Picture+18.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-4170002870036304543</id><published>2010-07-13T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:22:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July and camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJlDbu3hI/AAAAAAAAAVU/05OcMVSiCQY/s1600/IMG_1274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJlDbu3hI/AAAAAAAAAVU/05OcMVSiCQY/s400/IMG_1274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487283899129362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how my 4th of July was spent, riding the ranger around the block,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holding hands with this sweet guy all day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eating watermelon, while making cupcakes and cookies and pies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for our neighborhood party that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 4th of July was a good one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJkrQHUtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Zupfb8VFdUs/s1600/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJkrQHUtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Zupfb8VFdUs/s400/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487277407949522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the cutest nephew ever. We went camping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a few days and laughed lots and lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJkRXbe3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ewu6ALPIEQI/s1600/IMG_1480.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/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJkRXbe3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ewu6ALPIEQI/s400/IMG_1480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487270459308914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJPelb-nI/AAAAAAAAAU8/YG6sQw2MNyA/s1600/DSC03687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJPelb-nI/AAAAAAAAAU8/YG6sQw2MNyA/s400/DSC03687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486913230469746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJOnYRj6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8wbNY8NKmE0/s1600/DSC03700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJOnYRj6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8wbNY8NKmE0/s400/DSC03700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486898411311010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm such a good fisherman! I caught two of those six!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJOTXfvhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xEUKIy9Gan8/s1600/DSC03636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJOTXfvhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xEUKIy9Gan8/s400/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486893039336978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I escaped Provo and ran to Vegas for 2 weeks  I had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lunch with this girl ^ Sandra. She is one of my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know that friend, when you guys get together it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you were never apart? Like the distance and time that has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;passed doesn't even matter and the time you guys hang out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all you do is laugh and have the best time? Thats what this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girl is like to me. We &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will be friends, no matter the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;distance between us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJN43VyzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NLt2WMN5Wag/s1600/DSC03580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJN43VyzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/NLt2WMN5Wag/s400/DSC03580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486885925145394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th of July parade!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJNgfRVwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_0MuZB4J3gM/s1600/DSC03558_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJNgfRVwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_0MuZB4J3gM/s400/DSC03558_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486879381739266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-4170002870036304543?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4170002870036304543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=4170002870036304543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4170002870036304543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/4170002870036304543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-and-camping.html' title='4th of July and camping'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TDzJlDbu3hI/AAAAAAAAAVU/05OcMVSiCQY/s72-c/IMG_1274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-2438100286279898040</id><published>2010-07-02T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:26:39.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vChIksyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VKK9JJWiOv0/s1600/DSC03548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vChIksyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VKK9JJWiOv0/s400/DSC03548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489376716111786786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vCefe8hI/AAAAAAAAAUE/l35DFRTchoo/s1600/34115_417862912584_557162584_4534015_3225311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vCefe8hI/AAAAAAAAAUE/l35DFRTchoo/s400/34115_417862912584_557162584_4534015_3225311_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489376715402572306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;miss&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vDgxPjGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3WRg-F3bYrY/s1600/DSC03464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vDgxPjGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/3WRg-F3bYrY/s400/DSC03464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489376733193800802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-2438100286279898040?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2438100286279898040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=2438100286279898040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2438100286279898040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/2438100286279898040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-of-love.html' title='Summer of love.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TC4vChIksyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/VKK9JJWiOv0/s72-c/DSC03548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-3650482325112284612</id><published>2010-06-29T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:44:27.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This has been a longtime obsession: &lt;i&gt;dresses&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a gander at these purrrty dresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnln49UpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/B9ya3uAxtUw/s1600/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnln49UpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/B9ya3uAxtUw/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488453729453429394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnlTt4YoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MRDFZa-dDJg/s1600/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnlTt4YoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MRDFZa-dDJg/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488453724038259330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnlDxv9lI/AAAAAAAAATs/1lnOOcSt2JM/s1600/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnlDxv9lI/AAAAAAAAATs/1lnOOcSt2JM/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488453719759517266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnk4f23EI/AAAAAAAAATk/1bNlMLLKmmk/s1600/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnk4f23EI/AAAAAAAAATk/1bNlMLLKmmk/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488453716731681858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-3650482325112284612?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/3650482325112284612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=3650482325112284612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3650482325112284612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/3650482325112284612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/06/obsessed.html' title='obsessed'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCrnln49UpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/B9ya3uAxtUw/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-5350969275658215142</id><published>2010-06-29T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:41:06.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMMMMER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreEyY6VPI/AAAAAAAAATc/ytPGES-6Acw/s1600/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreEyY6VPI/AAAAAAAAATc/ytPGES-6Acw/s400/IMG_1258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443269731472626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Sun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;shining&lt;/i&gt; down, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cooling down your skin, everyone's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;laughing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. How can swimming on a beautiful summer day not be perfect?  We even busted out the underwater camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreEbXTFYI/AAAAAAAAATU/W-5CgNBXFxQ/s1600/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreEbXTFYI/AAAAAAAAATU/W-5CgNBXFxQ/s400/IMG_1253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443263550690690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moapa has the best illegal fireworks. Saying I'm &lt;i&gt;excited&lt;/i&gt; for the 4th of July would be an understatement.   Every time I walk into the living room, I see this huge box and two lighters sitting next to them and my mind just goes bonkers. I start thinking about the parade saturday, how we'll be lighting these puppies off in 4 days. I can't wait. One thing I love about utah is that it celebrates the 4th twice. What I mean is the 24th, pioneer day. It's just like the 4th. Fireworks. BBQ'S. Parades. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreD_0KgzI/AAAAAAAAATM/SFfkJldrIRQ/s1600/DSC03504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreD_0KgzI/AAAAAAAAATM/SFfkJldrIRQ/s400/DSC03504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443256155570994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romeo. Cutest thing &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreDcmCZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/4-DDwBGFeKA/s1600/DSC03516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreDcmCZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/4-DDwBGFeKA/s400/DSC03516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443246701078418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreC1YxIhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/TFH0vCeq4C8/s1600/DSC03501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreC1YxIhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/TFH0vCeq4C8/s400/DSC03501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488443236176437778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little brother. Man this kid just keeps growing up. I swear we look more and more alike every month. He's such a stud, and growing up to be such a sweet young man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6191405536055702334-5350969275658215142?l=christyorrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/feeds/5350969275658215142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6191405536055702334&amp;postID=5350969275658215142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5350969275658215142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6191405536055702334/posts/default/5350969275658215142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyorrock.blogspot.com/2010/06/summmmmer.html' title='SUMMMMMER.'/><author><name>Christy Orrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06741420246508307090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tb1ZaYh4mwc/To1W3DQ0s1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KNv_JBDdRS4/s220/IMG_2152.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8qxa3RcsTPc/TCreEyY6VPI/AAAAAAAAATc/ytPGES-6Acw/s72-c/IMG_1258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6191405536055702334.post-912751463387961395</id><published>2010-06-16T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:25:47.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I'm just a summer girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how you listen to a song and it completely makes your day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do. Music has been doin that to me lately. I really like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Love like Crazy" by Lee Brice&lt;/b&gt;, is a real goood one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the lyrics that get me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Go to work, do your best, don't outsmart your common since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Never let your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;prayin' knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; get lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And love like crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When I'm married I want to overuse I love you, and pray with my husband and struggle and get through it and in the end think about how we made it through everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Another song I'm obsessed with is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Summer girl by Jessica Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"And in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  The sun shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    All the time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; think you can choose to be happy, in any situation you can be positive or negative. I'm reading this book and it says instead of asking, "why is this happening to me?" ask "what can I learn out of all of this?" or "who can I help at this time, who needs my help?" Things like that. I need to be more like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Summer girls is the best summer song you can jam in your car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One day I was blasting this song in my car, all the windows down, music as &lt;i
