<?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-8710474700217485415</id><updated>2011-10-01T11:48:35.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Morgan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5423448995161920809</id><published>2011-07-11T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:11:06.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new normal</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days that I would have called Randi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have called her to tell her about going to the dentist to have a mouth guard made to hopefully stop my popping jaw. They had me do a bunch of weird things, then they put this pink stuff on my teeth and took prints of where my teeth touch. It looked like chewed up gum. They put this big metal thing on my face and measured me from ear to ear with a thing on my nose. I have a feeling I'm going to have one of those head gear things like she had when she had braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randi was the person I would call about this. I would tell the story a little more dramatically than it actually happened and then we would laugh too hard to finish our sentences and we'd make up things that didn't happen at the dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always called Randi about medical questions...or just random questions. She knows everything...except when it comes to hair and make up, that's my specialty. That is what I would get calls about. We are the perfect balance of sisters...she is the smart on and I am the pretty one (haha she's laughing about that right now don't worry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use to ask my mom what I am good at...for example, Spencer can make anyone LOVE him he knows how to melt peoples hearts and people flock to him! AJ is good with money and numbers, he knows about investing and the best and cheapest way to do things. Randi is good at EVERYTHING! star athlete, made friends like Spencer, Smart like AJ..she was a chiropractor at 23...Me? I was never amazing at anything...I'm good at a lot of things but when I asked my mom what my thing was she told me "you hold this family together" and now it is all making sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my bishop told me "life won't get back to normal, but it will be a new normal." and that is exactly how I feel right now. I can't call Randi today like I normally would have, but the new normal is this. I can write it down and remember what normal use to be and then bring myself back to the new normal. I'm living life in the new normal and it's starting to feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5423448995161920809?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5423448995161920809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5423448995161920809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5423448995161920809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5423448995161920809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-normal.html' title='new normal'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-602542487115354314</id><published>2011-06-30T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:36:44.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks</title><content type='html'>this was meant to be posted last night...but blogger was being stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 9pm...which may not seem late to any one else, but right now my body is confused and telling me it is 3am...I haven't been sleeping well (obviously). I should have gone to bed probably 2 hours ago...but I just kept thinking this day isn't over yet. And then I had the sudden urge to write this post. At this moment I'm anxious and I know I will cry, but it's time for me to put this in print...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weeks ago my sister passed away. There aren't words that can even describe the hurt and sorrow that I feel everyday, even while I'm sleeping my heart is so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 25, 2010 (My parents 31st wedding anniversary) we found out that the spot on Randi's lung was a tumor...Cancer had made itself a home even though it was more than uninvited there. It had spread and she started treatments very soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put up as much of a fight as her body would allow...Randi IS a fighter, I would never expect less from her. But, she was obviously too good for this world and Heavenly Father wanted her home. She left behind her heart in her 4 amazing, beautiful, spectacular little girls. I think the thing that saddens me the most is that these girls wont get to laugh until they cry, have their hair french braided, or learn how to shave their legs with their Mom. These are things plus many many more that I got to do with Randi, that I hope to tell her girls when they need a piece of their Mom. Every memory that I have i hold very sacred to my heart and I almost feel like I don't want to share them with any one else, I almost feel like if I share them with other people it will be less vivid to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi is my sister...a sister is so much more than a best friend could ever be and nothing will ever fill the emptiness that I feel but I KNOW it will get better. I KNOW that I will get to see my sister again, we'll get to play catch and brush each other's hair. I KNOW she is with my future babies teaching them everything they will need to know and giving them a little bit of her. They know her. She is loving on them SO much right now, while watching over the four most important girls in my family's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi I love you and I miss you everyday! There are days that I pick up my phone to call you, then I realize you won't answer...but I also realize you know what I would be calling you about and I laugh, just because you knew before I even had the thought to tell you! You always did know everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all our family and friends...I have been 95% absent from the world and I'm sorry I didn't express my gratitude for all the love and support that was shown to us. But, please know that your love and prayers are getting me out of bed in the morning and continuing on with my life. It's helping me be an example to the rest of my family. I don't even know how to show you how much love I have for you! I am at a complete loss for words in this whole situation, and yet, I have too many words to say. Nothing would compare to what everyone has done for us and her girls. I am so incredibly grateful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Thank you Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-602542487115354314?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/602542487115354314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=602542487115354314' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/602542487115354314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/602542487115354314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/06/7-weeks.html' title='7 weeks'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3555913719229934130</id><published>2011-04-15T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T01:03:51.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im not maing a habit of this</title><content type='html'>i try really hard to make it a goal not to complain...i know that no matter what my circumstances are someone else is suffering worse than i am and i have no reason to complain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes you just have to let it all out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am tired of bugs...in hawaii no matter how many times you deep clean everyone always has bugs...cockroaches, roaches, beetles, ants, mosquitos etc etc etc. i am so tired of it. ugh somedays i come home and want to scream then cry i get so frustrated because they will not go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since we got back from the mainland the hot water in the kitchen is way off. it will be nice and hot one minute then we dont have any hot water at all. then the next time we use the sink we have hot water for about 2 seconds then its gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our oven has been being wierd for a while. it wont cook even. i know this because in the past i made perfectly golden cakes, cupcakes, and cookies. now i get stuff out and the center is dough but theouter edge is crispy. just tonight i made cupcakes the insides were done but no matte what i did the cupcakes in the middle wouldnt get gold and the cupcakes on the outer edge of the pan were turning brown. so i ended up with a bunch of sticky topped cupakes which are pretty dificult to frost with homemade nutella icing (tastes amazing but hard to get the right consistency...that was another temper tantrum ugh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a dishwasher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so ready to go see my parents in maui in 2 weeks. im going to need it. and this time my husband gets to island hop with me and we all get to play for 3 days yay &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/8710474700217485415-3555913719229934130?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3555913719229934130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3555913719229934130' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3555913719229934130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3555913719229934130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-maing-habit-of-this.html' title='im not maing a habit of this'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-8017895543722691318</id><published>2011-01-03T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:21:26.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 round up</title><content type='html'>I'm copying everybody else and posting all of 2010 at once...then I'll be caught up haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JANUARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;January brought a new year&lt;/span&gt;. Bryce and I went to see &lt;a href="http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/rocket-man.html"&gt;Elton John&lt;/a&gt;, we spoke in church, and we were riding our bikes all over town!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our first married Valentine's day :) We saw &lt;a href="http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/misters-away.html"&gt;the Beach Boys and Uncle Jesse&lt;/a&gt;, I also went to the Beach with miss AmyNicole and cleaned up, we tried to win tickets to the Kokua festival, but we weren't that lucky. We also survived a Tsunami!! It never really made it to Hawaii but we did have life packed up and we were outta here. and I got a new nephew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;March didn't bring too much excitement. I applied to a new job and was keeping my fingers crossed that i would get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;APRIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me haha. April was exciting. We celebrated my 24th Birthday, by eating huge pancakes and I swam with dolphins. I got the job at started working at Turtle Bay. Spencer came to visit! We went to the Kokua festival AND one of my BFF's came home from serving a full time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Peru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated moms. I made my mom a gift and I have to say it was pretty awesome.  My favorite oldest nephew also turned 4. and Ryan turned 3...this is insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go to California for Jay's wedding. I got to hang out with my family. See the Newport temple. Reunite with my other 2/3's TRES HOMIES son!! I met Parker, saw Shawna again. We went to a waterpark with Bryce's family. It was definitely the summer break we needed. Cadie also turned 5 this month, it made me sad haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce's Grandma and Grandpa came to visit. Bryce's Mom and little brother also came to visit. It was an exciting month! We went to Turtle Bay to watch the fireworks and have a picnic. We have a little birthday celebration for Bryce. and I was officially transferred to the salon at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents came to Hawaii to celebrate their 31st wedding anniversary on the &lt;a href="http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/garden-island.html"&gt;Garden Isl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/garden-island.html"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; and since I have 2 days off of course I crashed on the couch in their hotel! We kayaked up the Wailua River went on a hike, and just got to hang out! The day after my parents got home Randi was diagnosed with lung cancer, they made their way out to New York and we all started the war against cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think September is ever an exciting month. School was back in session so the grocery store was crazy, it slowed down a little bit at work and that's the most exciting thing about the ninth month of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer and Amanda came out to visit. We tried to spend some time with them, it was hard though they came the week of 10/10/10 one of the busiest wedding days of the year. but it was good seeing them!! Bryce and I celebrated out 1 year anniversary! We went to Kona for a weekend trip! We hung out at some beaches and took a bus tour around the whole island. We saw a volcano and hiked to our secret beach. We ate a lot of frozen yogurt and good food! We went to the Kona temple and did a session! The next weekend I hopped on a 13 hour flight to &lt;a href="http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-hear-it-for-new-york.html"&gt;Syracuse New York&lt;/a&gt;. I surprised my nieces and got to be there as a late birthday present for Alyssa, she's a decade old now, weird. I went trick or treating and played games, snuggled and laughed, and made a few trips to the doctors with Randi to help her with her fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Laie Hawaii temple was rededicated! Bryce's grandparents came out again, we went to the dedication and later that week we went and did a session. This is probably the prettiest temple I have seen so far. The prophet was staying at the resort, and just knowing he was that close to me really make work enjoyable and everyday was a good day. But Satan was definitely working hard. That week we had more rude comments about members then ever. Thanksgiving we all got to have a family dinner and spend time together. Peyton turned 2 the day after I left New York and the day before Spencer got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELE KALIKIMAKA!! I love this time of year. The Christmas tress and lights. The Holiday music singing about Christ and his love and sacrifice for us being played everywhere you go!! We need to celebrate CHRISTmas more than once a year. Bryce and I woke up early opened our gifts and I went to work. After work we went to LeiLei's for our Christmas dinner. New Years Eve we went downt the street to a block party and watched the ball drop at Bryce's Aunt and Uncle's house (they didn't even show the ball dropping tho...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is 2011. I don't know what this year will bring but come what may and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for (aka resolutions and other things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be healthier and in better shape&lt;br /&gt;my family and friends to be healthy, happy, and safe&lt;br /&gt;Randi to kick cancer's ass&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we as well as you and yours have a WONDERFUL year...after all it started out a lucky year 1/1/11 how much better can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didn't put any pictures once again I'm too lazy haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8017895543722691318?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8017895543722691318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8017895543722691318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8017895543722691318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8017895543722691318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-round-up.html' title='2010 round up'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-403121517050235520</id><published>2010-12-20T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:32:50.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets hear it for NEW YORK!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have time to update, the chicken noodle soup is simmering and the bread is rising!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back around Halloween I went out to New York to visit my favorite little girls!! I got there the day after Alyssa's 10th birthday (TEN YEARS OLD!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER 9 YEARS???)I have a very long 13 hour flight. I got to LA at about 5AM and had about 45 minutes to get on my night flight...I got to Detroit and had about 45 minutes to get to my last flight (yeah super short layovers and it still took 13 hours) I finally arrived in Syracuse New York...almost 24 Hawaiian hours later. oh boy was i exhausted and ready to be off the plane.We drove an hour to the base and we pulled up and Alyssa and Cadie came running out and SURPRISE there I was..they didn't know I was coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a week there hanging out with my favorites and helping Randi and accompanying her to a few doctors appointments. I'm so glad I got to go out there and spend that time with the girls. I miss them SO much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Peyton, she turned 2 the day after I left and this was my first time meeting her. She's super cute like her sisters, but I don't think she liked me haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRAAs6YDhBI/AAAAAAAAANc/tgwdm4lTmPI/s1600/402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRAAs6YDhBI/AAAAAAAAANc/tgwdm4lTmPI/s320/402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552939112132215826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of these cute girls in their costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRACg2Kdh7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/0g-Jwz5Bjik/s1600/427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRACg2Kdh7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/0g-Jwz5Bjik/s320/427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552941103866283954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan was SUPERGIRL! haha, Randi and I played a game with her...'what do you like more...Kasey or (fill in the blank)' We used other family members names, different things, whatever we could come up with, she chose everything over me...even dog poop HAHA but she really did like me by the time I left. Our game was so funny though in the middle of Wal Mart&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRACFXklHXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6syAwVWOtXQ/s1600/426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRACFXklHXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6syAwVWOtXQ/s320/426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552940631797865842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how big lyssa is now? I don't know why she isnt smiling...ill make sure to punch her the next time I see her for that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRABwr0_AfI/AAAAAAAAANs/dCfjZATrryg/s1600/415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRABwr0_AfI/AAAAAAAAANs/dCfjZATrryg/s320/415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552940276458127858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Alyssa and Cadie to the roller rink one day, they were so cute and Cadie was doing tricks haha, she would slowly be moving and bend down to touch her foot and stick her other foot out...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRABT740_8I/AAAAAAAAANk/PanYyQXPzeQ/s1600/406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRABT740_8I/AAAAAAAAANk/PanYyQXPzeQ/s320/406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552939782553010114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I lived a lot closer to these girls! Today they started their move to Texas...a little bit closer, definitely better than a 13 hour flight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-403121517050235520?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/403121517050235520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=403121517050235520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/403121517050235520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/403121517050235520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-hear-it-for-new-york.html' title='Lets hear it for NEW YORK!!!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TRAAs6YDhBI/AAAAAAAAANc/tgwdm4lTmPI/s72-c/402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3050509371637023441</id><published>2010-12-12T00:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:20:22.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>much needed</title><content type='html'>Apparently Shawna wants me to update...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a million things to update about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer and Amanda came to visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine and Bryce's big island trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trip to New York&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 3 hours in LA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Temple rededication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Cultural Celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas coming up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am on the laptop and I can't upload pictures on the laptop, I have to be on the desktop and the kitchen and the couch are about 15 feet away from each other and tonight that 15 feet is 15 feet too many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Shawna you will have to continue being patient :) Hopefully soon I will be a good blogger...until then, find someone else to stalk haha (love ya Chawna)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3050509371637023441?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3050509371637023441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3050509371637023441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3050509371637023441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3050509371637023441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/12/much-needed.html' title='much needed'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-686593253715434468</id><published>2010-09-14T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:36:07.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought for thunking</title><content type='html'>When you hear these things what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess What?!&lt;br /&gt;I have something to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I meant to call you the other day to tell you something&lt;br /&gt;call me we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing that comes to your mind??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason lately whenever I say any of these to people (even if there's an explanation before said statement) their response is "ARE YOU PREGNANT?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not, and when I am I don't think I'll say "I've never slept very well at night, I'm really tired today" and i won't say "guess what"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry just had to get that out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not pregnant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-686593253715434468?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/686593253715434468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=686593253715434468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/686593253715434468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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O'ahu...but goodly (i made that up) they went to  Kauai and I had never been! It was the perfect opportunity to take  advantage of. I was on a plane Monday night after work and landed in  Kauai about 20 minutes later (the best flight i have EVER been on haha).  My parents were waiting for me at the airport and we headed back to  Princeville on the North Shore. We got back to the resort and my parents  gave me a tour then we were all sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning we decided to go on a hike i think it was the kalalau  trail. it was an 11 mile hike to a waterfall. We made it about half way.  My dad was so funny as soon as it would start raining he would hide  under a tree and wait for it to let up. I told him if we wait we're  going to end up getting to an open area and it will pour...sure enough  it let up enough for my dad to start hiking, we get to a completely open  area and it POURED we were soaked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a small town (every town in Kauai is small) Hanalei, we had lunch, shave ice and just browsed a few shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our room and sat by the pool and played cards&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning mom woke me up EARLY to do her hair. We headed to  kapaa for our kayak tour. We kayaked up the wailua river about 2.5 miles  did a little hike and stopped at 'secret falls' a waterfall that is  only accessible by water.we hung out hiked back that kayed back.  Everyone said the kayak back would be easier...we didnt even think about  the fact that we were heading back to the ocean, where all the wind is  coming from...we had no help! but it was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in kapaa a little bit longer then mom and dad took me back to the airport and i headed back to Oahu.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures in no particular order haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQmYTa1J0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/87JWxsGLxWo/s1600/DSCF9160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQmYTa1J0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/87JWxsGLxWo/s320/DSCF9160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070443152484162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQm9pX24GI/AAAAAAAAANM/W_GRaMf6qKI/s1600/DSCF9180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQm9pX24GI/AAAAAAAAANM/W_GRaMf6qKI/s320/DSCF9180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509071084700754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQl_frlDeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_knFDZe-WmA/s1600/DSCF9156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQl_frlDeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_knFDZe-WmA/s320/DSCF9156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070016947228130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the only pictures you get haha I'm too lazy to do more, go to my facebook to see them all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8063723340321768098?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8063723340321768098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8063723340321768098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8063723340321768098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8063723340321768098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/garden-island.html' title='The Garden Island'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/THQmYTa1J0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/87JWxsGLxWo/s72-c/DSCF9160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-674650180597614864</id><published>2010-08-04T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:28:15.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time coming</title><content type='html'>This post has been a long time coming...or rather it's just been a long time since ive posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what we've been up to lately, it's hard to keep track when you work all the time and there are many times your husband travels to the outer islands for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SInce I last posted we have definitly done a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June Bryces Best friend was married! we made the trip to California, spent a few days with my family, went to the Newport temple for the sealing and spent a few days with his family. We went to a water park and it had been so long since I had last been to hurrican harbor i forgot how much fun water parks actually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet Robynne and Benj's baby Parker...aka my 3rd nephew haha and I got to see my Chawna Poo who got home from her mission in April, it wasa  tres homies reunion after not being together for almost 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our trip to California Bryces grandparents came to Hawaii for a visit and baby Kenzie's blessing. Half way through their trip Bryce's mom and little brother Seth came to visit and they left about a week and a half ago, they were here for 3 weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in the salon at work and it's fantastic. I am in the process of my facial training! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a new cupcake hobby...I'll have to copy the pictures fro Bryce's facebook to post but for now I'm over this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-674650180597614864?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/674650180597614864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=674650180597614864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/674650180597614864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/674650180597614864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-time-coming.html' title='Long time coming'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-9192219887684557611</id><published>2010-06-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:14:55.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one whole hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aahhh these kids NEED to stop growing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today this girl turned 5!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TA1Eh7FxYFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ocN5MJxDqiw/s1600/cadie.jpg"&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/_--wT3y5vGj0/TA1Eh7FxYFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ocN5MJxDqiw/s320/cadie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480111671168032850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cadie you are one whole hand old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; can you please stop it at that? we don't want to use two hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the best cadie cat i know!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a spectacular birthday and pretend I'm there to give you a billion kisses&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/8710474700217485415-9192219887684557611?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9192219887684557611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=9192219887684557611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9192219887684557611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9192219887684557611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-whole-hand.html' title='one whole hand'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/TA1Eh7FxYFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ocN5MJxDqiw/s72-c/cadie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-9089388082419969536</id><published>2010-05-25T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:57:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sounds like magic</title><content type='html'>Bryce said the magic words Saturday while he was watching some engadget tech show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHEN we go to New York..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more to that statement, but that was the only part that mattered..up until Saturday the only thing he said about N.Y. was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to New York, it can be a girl thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made excellent progress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-9089388082419969536?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9089388082419969536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=9089388082419969536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9089388082419969536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9089388082419969536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/sounds-like-magic.html' title='sounds like magic'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4005521110811314833</id><published>2010-05-21T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:43:13.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite 4 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't play favorites...so he's my favorite 4 year old boy! cadie is still 4 for another 18 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today this cute kid turned 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Bryce/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Bryce/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S_Y4xZHfcTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TM_WEt5ly8c/s1600/jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S_Y4xZHfcTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TM_WEt5ly8c/s320/jacob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473624818322469170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S_Y5Fc5Kg_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/NZW5G_yWyqk/s1600/jacob+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S_Y5Fc5Kg_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/NZW5G_yWyqk/s320/jacob+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473625162933502962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the world's best nephew (and cutest)! and don't try to argue that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jacob! YOU'RE HUGE!!!&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/8710474700217485415-4005521110811314833?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4005521110811314833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4005521110811314833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4005521110811314833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4005521110811314833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-favorite-4-year-old.html' title='my favorite 4 year old'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S_Y4xZHfcTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TM_WEt5ly8c/s72-c/jacob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-8337228371516140091</id><published>2010-05-18T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:27:59.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink is my favorite color</title><content type='html'>If I had a choice I would be my favorite color all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the sunshine today and I am a little bit pink...but definitely not red...I am the perfect shade of pink. after being such a whitey growing up I would turn fire engine red...sometimes a little pink feels good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job is still going spectacular&lt;br /&gt;I will have to take a pic of Randi's bday present when I get the last picture from her because I think it's way cool&lt;br /&gt;I was given a project at work today and it took about 10 times longer than it should have but I love doing little projects&lt;br /&gt;I did pilates today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work ($$)&lt;br /&gt;Beach&lt;br /&gt;Friend&lt;br /&gt;Projects&lt;br /&gt;Pilates (wierd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a good tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am excited for my 'day off' tomorrow (its my day off but i have to go in for 3 hours still...I don't understand how that works!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night moon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8337228371516140091?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8337228371516140091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8337228371516140091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8337228371516140091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8337228371516140091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/pink-is-my-favorite-color.html' title='pink is my favorite color'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-7051522183171575826</id><published>2010-05-13T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:35:31.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday babble</title><content type='html'>i have to be up at 5:30 am and its 10:30 pm and I am no longer a night owl/have i ever been a morning person...but as I sit here with my eyes ready to close i felt the desire to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dont really have anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my moms mothers day present today as well as randis birthday present (her birthday was the 21st of april) the siblings really slack on birthday presents sometimes...sometimes ill give spencer his bday present for christmas and his christmas present for his birthday. It would work, except for the fact that we're like little kids and we tell each other what we're buying for each other, so when it comes for the next holiday it was actually for the last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i'm on top of things and buy gifts and give them to my sibling months before as a 'just because' but then 5 minutes later i tell them it's their birthday present so don't expect anything for your birthday...i love my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a head start on Jacobs birthday present though...his birthday is in a week...but i need to get started on AJ's his birthday is in -1 day...aka 364 days...aka i didnt get him anything yet. its so much easier when you live close by...especially when your siblings have kids...you give them a gc for a restaurant and you babysit the rugrat for the night...two pluses...they get to go out and you get to play with your amazingly awesome nephew and give him as much candy as his little heart desires and snuggle until he can't keep his eyes open anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY hopefully one day I will be better at getting gifts on time to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until them AJ happy birthday...you'll have your birthday present for father's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spencer ill get started tomorrow so that it'll only be a month late instead of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oui and i have in laws that i need to prepare for this week...too many freakin birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote we only celebrate my birthday and birthdays for people under 12...we have something in common...we don't care what our pesent is as long as we get to rip wrapping paper and eat cake and ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata blogspot.com until i have something interesting to share with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-7051522183171575826?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7051522183171575826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=7051522183171575826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7051522183171575826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7051522183171575826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-babble.html' title='birthday babble'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5115036145195306027</id><published>2010-05-03T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:45:44.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>visitors visiting</title><content type='html'>3 days after my birthday Spencer came to visit (see how busy I've been...birthdays, new job, visitors, etc) He's been to Hawaii before but in the Waikiki area, so he requested to see the real Hawaii...which is good since that is where we live bahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work full time still when he was here so i didn't get to do too much fun stuff with him...but we did go to kokua festival (I think 2008 was better) it was fun to hang out and see jack johnson for the second time...he was so chill, he got to perform at home so he was a lot more relaxed and just cruise about the whole performance which was kind of cool but at the same time it felt like he wasn't giving it 100%...but whatev's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer and Bryce spent a few days at the beach getting horrible sunburns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him to the hukilau cafe and uncle Bobo's. We went to Haleiwa and watched people trying to 'SUP' (stand up paddle). We went to Leilei's and Ala Moana Shopping Center. We got asked by a few people if we were honeymooning...?...and they visited me at work. While he was here Bryce's aunt had her baby so Bryce and I took turns watching the boys while trying to keep Spencer busy his last day here...all in all it was a nice vacation for him and he's spreading a rumor that he's going to come back in July.&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/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98y8FM_kbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9UC27t1Epvk/s1600/DSCF9139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98y8FM_kbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9UC27t1Epvk/s320/DSCF9139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467144480421286322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Waimea valley and walked around...this is the closest he would get to the peacock...i got closer muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98ythQLFII/AAAAAAAAAME/GpCStldQ3Fs/s1600/DSCF9135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98ythQLFII/AAAAAAAAAME/GpCStldQ3Fs/s320/DSCF9135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467144230252778626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we are at the kokua festival!! he had gotten here the day before and was still on a wierd time schedule so he was as tired as he looked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming to visit Spence! I'll see you in June and possibly July!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5115036145195306027?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5115036145195306027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5115036145195306027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5115036145195306027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5115036145195306027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/visitors-visiting.html' title='visitors visiting'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98y8FM_kbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9UC27t1Epvk/s72-c/DSCF9139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3869610206622957387</id><published>2010-05-03T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:17:39.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the birthday of randi roo</title><content type='html'>I just have to do a 'shout out' for my sister. her birthday is 2 days after mine...we are almost exactly 5 years apart...except somehow i turned 24 this year and she turned 22 again...im starting to get really confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since our birthdays were only 2 days apart my family always had one birthday celebration...when we were little we'd go to my grandparents for easter and the aunts, uncles, and cousins would be there and with all of our easter celebrations we would also have a little birthday celebration as well.&lt;br /&gt;As we go older it would just be our family going out to eat or having a little celebration. and it seems that every time we had our 'big birthdays' it was always the same year...i turned 13 she turned 18...i turned 16 she turned 21...you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as sharing a cake and dinner, the last few years we were all together, there was usually a present for each of us that had to be opened at the same time...usually we'd end up opening our boxes and and pulling out the same usc shirt, jersey, hat, or something dodgers and then we'd get a day with dad at a usc baseball game or dodger event! that was one of my favorite things growing up...knowing I'd get a fun day with randi and my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up I always felt bad that she had to share her birthday with her little sister...but now that we dont get to do that I miss it so much! I cant wait for the day to celebrate both of our birthdays together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Randi Roo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3869610206622957387?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3869610206622957387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3869610206622957387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3869610206622957387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3869610206622957387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-of-randi-roo.html' title='the birthday of randi roo'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-9102462972638179890</id><published>2010-05-03T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:25:39.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my birfday</title><content type='html'>aahhh i have been so busy i have so much to update on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll start with April birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY YAY&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was april 19, and for the first time ever i didn't get to ditch work/school and had to be an adult and work...boo...but my wonderful husband made sure to make it a very happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saturday before we got up and went to mac 24/7, where they did an episode of man vs food...so of course i had to order the same thing and get the gigantic pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98wmIHCMiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n5Xo0kBLosU/s1600/DSCF9110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98wmIHCMiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n5Xo0kBLosU/s320/DSCF9110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141904221221410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think they were 14 inches big! i ate and ate and ate and bryce ate and we barely even touched those pancakes but mmm they were so good! they were blueberry pancakes (just like man vs food duh) and they had a glaze on...like an icing mmm i love all things sugary and sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he took me to sea life park and i got to swim with a dolphin!!! this is something that i have always wanted to do and i got to do it. I have a picture of me kissing the wolphin (part whale part dolphin) but i haven't scanned it yet...maybe someday. and i got to ride on the dolphins belly! yeah boi! i was so excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-9102462972638179890?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9102462972638179890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=9102462972638179890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9102462972638179890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9102462972638179890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-birfday.html' title='my birfday'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S98wmIHCMiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n5Xo0kBLosU/s72-c/DSCF9110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4800143400546785029</id><published>2010-04-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:42:43.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new job new day</title><content type='html'>i officially started my new job yesterday (yes the only downfall, i may have to work sundays) BUT so far I love it! the people are very friendly and it's so nice having a job that people actually want to be at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a spa concierge at &lt;a href="http://www.turtlebayresort.com/Spa_Luana/Spa_Luana.asp"&gt;Spa Luana at Turtle Bay&lt;/a&gt; I am basically the receptionist and they're also training me to be a spa attendant which does all the stuff in the back PLUS since I am a licensed cosmetologist I am licensed to do hair skin and nails...therefore even though I wasn't hired as a stylist I will also be trained on the color line, nail services, skin and body treatments! This will be such a good thing for me in the long run! I won't even have to go back to school to learn these things, I will be getting paid to learn them! I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle Bay offers AMAZING benefits to employees..health, vision, dental, life insurance (All absolutely free) discounts at the resort and other benchmark hospitality properties all over the world!! yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only 10 minutes from home (instead of 45...makes a HUGE difference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my very exciting news...Also Spencer comes in 9 days...we're going to see jack johnson in 10 days...oh yeah and my birthday is in 7 days! woohoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4800143400546785029?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4800143400546785029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4800143400546785029' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4800143400546785029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4800143400546785029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-job-new-day.html' title='new job new day'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-6359208655190897321</id><published>2010-04-07T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:34:54.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>aahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most exciting thing a Wednesday could  ever offer!!&lt;br /&gt;My BFF got home from her mission today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has  been in Peru for the last 18 months, and today at 1pm-ish she got back  to california...the only bad thing about it...I'm in Hawaii and the  other BFF is due to have a baby tomorrow so neither of us could be there  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in June we will be reunited for the first time in almost 3  years!! (after robynne was married i was immature and was mad at her  for about a year and a half...until shawna left for her mission and  shawnas wish was for me and robynne to reconcile...so thats what we  did!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71cFa-iSDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MEzupvHq5Vs/s1600/thweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71cFa-iSDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MEzupvHq5Vs/s320/thweek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619571653625906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71cCDhrpzI/AAAAAAAAALs/VDaE2QTzARs/s1600/thsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71cCDhrpzI/AAAAAAAAALs/VDaE2QTzARs/s320/thsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619513818982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b-RdAUVI/AAAAAAAAALk/h-NacWnuq24/s1600/thpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b-RdAUVI/AAAAAAAAALk/h-NacWnuq24/s320/thpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619448837984594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b5iyqCqI/AAAAAAAAALc/aRH1boSjE38/s1600/thindian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b5iyqCqI/AAAAAAAAALc/aRH1boSjE38/s320/thindian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619367592856226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b1F4LIeI/AAAAAAAAALU/T-kGrG0RdMQ/s1600/thedweek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71b1F4LIeI/AAAAAAAAALU/T-kGrG0RdMQ/s320/thedweek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619291111891426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71bwDxOT8I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ev1amyhTaT8/s1600/thdisney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71bwDxOT8I/AAAAAAAAALM/Ev1amyhTaT8/s320/thdisney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457619204646522818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these pictures are small but i was too lazy to do the whole hard drive thing, so i stole them from my facebook and that's how they turned out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-6359208655190897321?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6359208655190897321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=6359208655190897321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6359208655190897321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6359208655190897321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-wednesday.html' title='wednesday wednesday!!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S71cFa-iSDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MEzupvHq5Vs/s72-c/thweek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-9002132467960653311</id><published>2010-03-09T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:51:25.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i talked to my cute nephew jacob today...for the first time in a year sad but so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how cute he is and how much he has grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what he did at school today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his response "i colored a picture, i did good"&lt;br /&gt;k: 'i bet you did good'&lt;br /&gt;j: 'yeah i know!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the conversation was me asking questions and him saying yeah...except when he told me he has a lot of presents at home haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to give this kid kisses again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-9002132467960653311?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9002132467960653311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=9002132467960653311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9002132467960653311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/9002132467960653311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-talked-to-my-cute-nephew-jacob-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-8655176721452718342</id><published>2010-03-05T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:02:51.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a random thought about my gpa</title><content type='html'>I had this other random family thought last night that I told Bryce for the first time and realized how cool it sounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa (my mom's dad/ grammie's husband) he passed away in 1994. I believe he was an engineer that designed planes...atleast that's what I remember my mom telling me. He was born in 1914...the only reason i know that is because I remember asking my mom if the Titanic sinking was still a big deal when Grandpa was born...ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa...everett earl endicott (E3) was born and kind of raised in Illinois...when he was 14 he ran away from home and made his way to california.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his way he met Bonnie and Clyde the infamous bank robbers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my mom said he stayed with gypsies and learned how to read palms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats pretty rad...not many people can say they've done those things...I can't, BUT my grandpa can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting facts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8655176721452718342?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8655176721452718342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8655176721452718342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8655176721452718342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8655176721452718342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-thought-about-my-gpa.html' title='a random thought about my gpa'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3982917641023542777</id><published>2010-03-02T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:43:41.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long bragging post  (may be boring)</title><content type='html'>another post...man ive been kind of bored lately haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a brag post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bragging about my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammie:&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a picture :( but my grammie is absolutely amazing&lt;br /&gt;i love her lots...shes 90 years young in april&lt;br /&gt;she introduced me to&lt;br /&gt;chitty chitty bang bang&lt;br /&gt;the dark crystal&lt;br /&gt;(the original) shaggy dog (i refuse to watch the newer one)&lt;br /&gt;mixing soda and orange juice&lt;br /&gt;calling people stinkers (i use to call alyssa a little stinker)&lt;br /&gt;basically she taught me some good things!&lt;br /&gt;im sad i dont get to ditch high school and hang out with her anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa:&lt;br /&gt;Both are back with Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sure loving every minute of it&lt;br /&gt;Grandma introduced me to&lt;br /&gt;lemons&lt;br /&gt;and cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa showed me&lt;br /&gt;that guys do sing&lt;br /&gt;and they are amazing for fostering children&lt;br /&gt;and adopting my awesome pops&lt;br /&gt;because of them I AM going to adopt one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom:&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLY AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;she introduced me to life&lt;br /&gt;musicals&lt;br /&gt;NYC&lt;br /&gt;hollywood&lt;br /&gt;laughing at myself&lt;br /&gt;forgiving myself&lt;br /&gt;and others&lt;br /&gt;she is my bff&lt;br /&gt;because of her i am everything that i am today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad:&lt;br /&gt;makes me laugh more than anyone!&lt;br /&gt;he intorduced me to:&lt;br /&gt;the beatles&lt;br /&gt;the dodgers&lt;br /&gt;USC&lt;br /&gt;softball&lt;br /&gt;is there much more to life? haha&lt;br /&gt;we're almost like 2 peas in a pod&lt;br /&gt;except we're not&lt;br /&gt;he works harder than any man i know&lt;br /&gt;and he loves more than he can ever express&lt;br /&gt;he makes me smile big every time i see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi:&lt;br /&gt;gave me my nieces and thats what i love her most for haha kidding&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i love my girls&lt;br /&gt;she introduced me to curling irons&lt;br /&gt;shed paint my nails and comb the back of my hair&lt;br /&gt;i can call her and talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt have asked for a different sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ:&lt;br /&gt;gave me my boys haha...NEPHEWS!!&lt;br /&gt;he was very secretly protective&lt;br /&gt;he gave me another sister (i love you too courtney)&lt;br /&gt;when i lived in utah i could stay at his house whenever i was homesick&lt;br /&gt;(almost every weekend for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer:&lt;br /&gt;for years everyone thought he was older than me&lt;br /&gt;he liked pretending to fill in that role&lt;br /&gt;he would do anything for me&lt;br /&gt;as i would do anything for him&lt;br /&gt;we fight constantly&lt;br /&gt;but besides my mom he is my other bff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nieces&lt;br /&gt;alyssa is my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I loved that i got to go with randi for her first day of kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;and blonde her up more to be tinkerbell&lt;br /&gt;and be such a huge part in her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadie&lt;br /&gt;is crazy and has more personality than anyone EVER&lt;br /&gt;she makes me laugh as hard as lyssa and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;is too pretty for her own good haha&lt;br /&gt;i dont know her very well :(&lt;br /&gt;but she has started talking to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;and she also melts my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peyton&lt;br /&gt;is so fat! i love it and cant wait to smother her in kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nephews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob&lt;br /&gt;is my buddy&lt;br /&gt;he loves me as much as i love him&lt;br /&gt;and loves candy as much as i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to meet :(&lt;br /&gt;but supposedly he is way mellow...&lt;br /&gt;opposite of his brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the husband&lt;br /&gt;Bryce&lt;br /&gt;Takes care of me&lt;br /&gt;feeds me ice cream&lt;br /&gt;lets me do things that may be crazy&lt;br /&gt;loves me everyday and tells me&lt;br /&gt;spoils me&lt;br /&gt;He knows how important the rest of my family is&lt;br /&gt;and he'll let me talk about them&lt;br /&gt;and brag about them&lt;br /&gt;and miss them&lt;br /&gt;as much as i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best family EVER!&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/8710474700217485415-3982917641023542777?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3982917641023542777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3982917641023542777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3982917641023542777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3982917641023542777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-bragging-post-may-be-boring.html' title='long bragging post  (may be boring)'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3954459373680372737</id><published>2010-03-02T11:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:33:04.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>march madness</title><content type='html'>WOWZA's march is already here! this is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll never believe what happened this past saturday...february 27. we had a TSUNAMI warning! warning is worse than watch...warning means its coming. our neighbor came to the door at 2:30 in the AM pounding and calling my name. I got up and she just says 'did you get the warning? turn on your tv, there's a tsunami warning' and then she was gone. We got online did some searching and sure enough...there was a tsunami on its way. We packed up our valuables and headed out at 5:30 AM on our way to Aiea where Bryce's warehouse is. on our drive the sirens went off at 6 AM and those buggers are loud!! We got to the warehouse and waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 11:19 when the tsunami was expected to reach oahu nothing had happened. We were watching the news and there was a little bit of action in Hilo and then it was over...boring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the clear to go home at 1:30. we left, got home, unpacked and i slept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the 2010 tsunami that i survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day was our friend matt's birthday (lucky duck got a freakin tsunami for his birthday) and we went to their house to have a little celebration. I made a donut cake...they dont like cake but love donuts...and i know how to make donuts so that was my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little my mom use to make us donuts on saturday mornings. we take the canned biscuits, cut them, shape them, whatever them and fry them...then you cover them in sugar, cinnamon, powdered sugar, and the other day i glazed them! i love these donuts im glad my mom is smart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3954459373680372737?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3954459373680372737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3954459373680372737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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continue more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are things that i have done already or wish to do in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. travel to europe&lt;br /&gt;(x) 2. see a broadway show&lt;br /&gt;(x) 3. swim with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;4. travel to asia&lt;br /&gt;5. go to alaska&lt;br /&gt;6. take a picture on abbey road...like the beatles&lt;br /&gt;7. make a difference&lt;br /&gt;8. go on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;9. donate blood&lt;br /&gt;10. milk a cow&lt;br /&gt;11. husk a coconut&lt;br /&gt;12. sky dive&lt;br /&gt;13. learn  to knit or crochet&lt;br /&gt;14. travel to all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;15. adopt&lt;br /&gt;16. be in one room with my entire family at once&lt;br /&gt;17. do temple work for my moms family&lt;br /&gt;18. have a garden with edible vegetables :)&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far its kind of short and lame haha...ill keep thinking and continue it...i really want to make this list phenomenal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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list'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-6698858329399525505</id><published>2010-02-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:28:07.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alooooooha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy aloha friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i spent mine making&lt;br /&gt;cookies&lt;br /&gt;donut holes&lt;br /&gt;chicken stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned the house&lt;br /&gt;stuck my toes in the sandenjoyed the sun (before amy jinxed it)&lt;br /&gt;and waited for my husband to get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was your aloha friday?&lt;br /&gt;i hope it was spectacular...for now it is the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4iRBcr9-tI/AAAAAAAAALE/G402d4xgGtI/s1600-h/temple+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4iRBcr9-tI/AAAAAAAAALE/G402d4xgGtI/s320/temple+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442759603743750866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this isn't my picture&lt;br /&gt;but it's where i enjoy my beach time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i thought i'd share it with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-6698858329399525505?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6698858329399525505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=6698858329399525505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6698858329399525505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6698858329399525505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/alooooooha.html' title='alooooooha'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4iRBcr9-tI/AAAAAAAAALE/G402d4xgGtI/s72-c/temple+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1811562005651136129</id><published>2010-02-21T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:06:11.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its raining...</title><content type='html'>it's pouring..bryce is-a snoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's always random when bryce takes a nap...but oh so good for him! naps would be my best friend if it was allowed...naps and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;so while the husband is taking his rainy sunday nap and i hold off on the musical that is much needed on a rainy day i decided to share a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should blog stalk our friends &lt;a href="http://www.amynicoleandmatthew.blogspot.com/"&gt;amy and matt&lt;/a&gt; amy's a lot better at taking pictures than me...she took pictures of the kokua beach clean up the two of us went to a week ago...it was a fabulous over cast saturday that i actually got to spend outside and not stuck inside the mall!!  yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we cleaned up and turned in our rubbish we checked out almost won some prizes and got our code for early &lt;a href="http://www.kokuafestival.com/"&gt;kokua festival&lt;/a&gt; tickets is was indeed spectacular&lt;br /&gt;the mister and i got our tickets..and a few extras...one for this studly brother of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4IBn0MH9jI/AAAAAAAAAK8/I4i3bJ8BWnA/s1600-h/DSCF8010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4IBn0MH9jI/AAAAAAAAAK8/I4i3bJ8BWnA/s320/DSCF8010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440913083353003570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats right spencer is coming for a visit!! yay!! family is great and i miss mine like crazy everyday!! so im totally stoked that my big younger brother is coming for a visit and some play time. and for the amazing festival too! (bryce took me two years ago for my bday and its oober fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...one last bit of exciting news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally have a calling at church (weve been in the ward for 4 months now and since day 1 they kept telling us they were getting callings for us, but instead i sat in relief society where they asked me after being in the ward for 3 months if i was a visitor...hmm)&lt;br /&gt;but it loks like im going back to camp! i am now an assistant yw ward camp director! sounds pretty exciting to me and they have invited me to go to yw every week which is probably the most exciting part for me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway everyone have a fantastic sunday, and if you have sunshine this week enjoy it for me...i fear rain all week...boo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1811562005651136129?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1811562005651136129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1811562005651136129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1811562005651136129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1811562005651136129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-raining.html' title='its raining...'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S4IBn0MH9jI/AAAAAAAAAK8/I4i3bJ8BWnA/s72-c/DSCF8010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3504800353905705869</id><published>2010-02-16T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:21:40.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mister's away</title><content type='html'>the mr is away so i get to 'play'&lt;br /&gt;aka finish my dads bday present, clean, and blog...as well as other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im here to post about our vday celebration...which happened on february 13 (probably like a lot of other people did.) But we went to a fun concert with our friends erika dick and travis (i cant say erikas name without her last name...it just goes...erika dick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...we went to the beach boys! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that episode of full house when dj tried to win tickets to the beach boys but somehow they all got to go back stage and i think the beach boys even went to the tanner house (i dont remember how this happened) but, i was completely obsessed with full house so i was glad to remember this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...we got to the blaisdell which was definitely not sold out but still kind of full. the opener was a comedian who i didnt find amusing...boring...then they came out...and they had a special guest with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3uXu88wXbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q1jZT6_SQXc/s1600-h/john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3uXu88wXbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q1jZT6_SQXc/s320/john.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439107807870737842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats right the one and only uncle jesse! have mercy! they came out and got about 2 songs in to the show and i turn to erika dick and say 'is that john stamos? haha bye bye birdie is over and i know he does stuff with the beach boys' then they finished their song and the lead singer says 'we have a special guest with us tonight, john stamos, he just finished bye bye birdie on broadway and is coming to hang out with us for a while.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man poor bryce was probably so tired of me talking about how cute he is haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they even sang that song 'forever' that was by jesse and the rippers (the rippers = the beach boys) i think bryce was surprised i knew the song and the story behind it...you know the wedding and then the music video when uncle jesse and aunt becky had the twins...i made him watch the video when we got to the car and i teared up a little bit kind of like i did when i was 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say it was a fun night and the beach boys are hilarious and made me laugh more than the comedian. if theyre in town buy your tickets (and hope that your childhood crush is there playing with them)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3504800353905705869?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3504800353905705869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3504800353905705869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3504800353905705869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3504800353905705869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/misters-away.html' title='the mister&apos;s away'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3uXu88wXbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/q1jZT6_SQXc/s72-c/john.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-399716967213059482</id><published>2010-02-12T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:18:07.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 in the same day...im amazed!</title><content type='html'>my mom knows me too well...yesterday i got a little yellow card in the mail saying i had a package waiting for me at the post office...i already knew i was a valentines package (yes i am married and my mom still sends me a valentines package...and she does the same for my older brother and sister too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lo and behold i open the package to find these guys right on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3XE3vR2SvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3PMQuDDNFF0/s1600-h/DSCF9081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3XE3vR2SvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3PMQuDDNFF0/s320/DSCF9081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437468586982918898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just knew the two bags that i bought for myself just weren't enough...ok 3 bags and a few of the little boxes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SOON TO BE VALENTINES DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with v-day soon to be wrapping up that means easter is soon to follow...meaning a box from mom full of peeps, atleast one bag of all black jelly beans and a bag of normal jelly beans...without a doubt i know its coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is one good thing about christmas being over...after the good christmas candy is gone the valentines candy comes then the easter candy then its summer and time for more ice cream than any single person can handle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-399716967213059482?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/399716967213059482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=399716967213059482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/399716967213059482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/399716967213059482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-in-same-dayim-amazed.html' title='#2 in the same day...im amazed!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S3XE3vR2SvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3PMQuDDNFF0/s72-c/DSCF9081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-18832647632644075</id><published>2010-02-12T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T13:22:48.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new post</title><content type='html'>lets see lets see lets see...what has been happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is sunday and we decided to spend less than 20 dollars for gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday were doing the kokua beach clean up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then were going to the beach boys...                                                                  its a beach day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been really crafty lately...well atleast trying. but i guess hawaii isnt very crafty, the closest craft store is an hour away...and i want decoupage glue is that really too difficult to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hours have been cut at work that makes things a little tricky...but we pay our tithing we are good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtney had a baby!! Jordan Cash was born on February 9 at 8:16pm and was 5.78 pounds and 18 inches...im so excited to have another nephew...and if hes even half as cute as jacob hes going to be a heart breaker as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being an aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spencer might come in april for a visit and for the kokua festival...im keeping my fingers crossed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE...this is very important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost immediately after i finished this post i had a call from my most amazing husband and the conversation goes as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: What kind of glue did you need?&lt;br /&gt;k: decoupage glue...are you at a craft store getting some for me?&lt;br /&gt;b: i may or may not be at a craft store&lt;br /&gt;k: yay! thanks so much you are the best husband ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to finish my project for 2 days now and elmers glue just does not work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do have the best husband of all time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-18832647632644075?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/18832647632644075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=18832647632644075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/18832647632644075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/18832647632644075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-post.html' title='new post'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3883206287893171153</id><published>2010-01-18T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:35:34.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update #2...feeling accomplished</title><content type='html'>Blog #2 off the list...yay me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is about my fabulous christmas...my mele kalikimaka...i had that song stuck in my head for probably 2 weeks...and now that i type that we'll add 2 more days to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first married christmas was good! bryce woke me up at 3 am...to keep my family's tradition! we got up opened stockings and then opened our presents yay...i was so excited that santa came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that morning we went to Bryce's aunt and uncles house for breakfast crepes, played some games and had a few laughs. We went to the turtle bay buffet for dinner then went home and slept haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce got me cute aprons, one for cooking and one for hair. some other baking stuff and...this bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1UyrPL7wdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EI6rP9HTUA4/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428300644257350098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1UyrPL7wdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EI6rP9HTUA4/s320/bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has a basket on it now and it was also from my mom dad and spencer. we go on bike rides every day i love my cute white and BRIGHT blue bike!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce got some new t-shirts, that are sold in town and since i dont go to town by myself i made some shirts out of construction paper and put them in a shirt box and wrapped them. when he opened them he freaked out a little bit...he thought i was telling him i was pregnant...which i AM NOT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he got the new tony hawk ride game and a bbq grill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over all it was a very nice first married christmas and we are both very excited for christmas 2010...if all goes as planned we will be in utah celebrating christmas day with the huggans and new years with the entire white clan...this hasnt happened since ajs wedding in 2004...so we are definitly keeping our fingers crossed that everything goes as planned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3883206287893171153?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3883206287893171153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3883206287893171153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3883206287893171153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3883206287893171153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-2feeling-accomplished.html' title='update #2...feeling accomplished'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1UyrPL7wdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EI6rP9HTUA4/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1795702739255382027</id><published>2010-01-15T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:57:01.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocket man</title><content type='html'>I'm knocking one blog update off my list... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On January 6 Bryce and I went to the Blaisdale arena and witnessed live in person the music talents of sir elton john himself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was wonderfully fabulous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont even know how to begin describing it haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first ill say when i told my mom she was totally excited for us, she said 'I saw elton john when i was your age...in 1974 (she was younger than i am now) it was amazing you're going to have so much fun'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so, we get to the blaisdale and i never knew how tiny this place was...even our 'bad' seats weren't that horrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427163289704825330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1EoQfTlgfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rKXlHUW3QT0/s320/FxCam_1262843654746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is definitly zoomed in and i dont think its from our actual seats haha...we were further up and closer to the back of the stage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway!! we're sitting there waiting and a blaisdale worker is walking around our area and says 'if you guys are interested the risers down there are empty, but the stage is eye level so you'll be looking up all night, but if you want you can go talk to that guy down there and you can sit in the risers' so of course we go for it we figure why not right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we get to our new seats which are here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427163989131422674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1Eo5M34a9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Tz-H6DiKTnQ/s320/FxCam_1262844442917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided these were the best seats in the place...when Elton John comes out and sits at the piano we will see his face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we see a large crowd gathering and taking pictures in the front row...after doing some investigating and standing up...the osbornes are there...ozzy sharon kelly and jack all there at the tiny arena in hawaii...wierd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO 8 rolls around when 'ej' is supposed to start and of course he needs to be fashionably late...so 8:30 comes and he decides it's a good time to come out to entertain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH MAN!!! can I just say...this man is 62 years old and rocks out harder than most other people ive ever seen. He played by himself, just him and his piano for 2 hours...with breaks in between songs to grab a sip of water then introduce the next song there was none of that whole conversing with the crowd stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the last hour his drummer and keyboardist ray cooper joined him on stage. he's good...but kind of annoying...anyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elton John played for 3 whole hours and definitly did not disappoint. He played everything we wanted to hear minus bennie and the jets...which Bryce said may be because he probably cant reach those notes anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;end of story Elton John is amazing live and if you ever have the opportunity to see him, buy the cheapest tickets they have and you will still leave a very happy person!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I called my mom the next day to tell her how much fun it was and she got a little sad, she had a package waiting to be sent to me with the program for the concert she went to in 1974, now i need to find one from this concert so they can be friends!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427165834169292354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1EqkmLMFkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NdR8BFO6oNA/s320/FxCam_1262855930929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1795702739255382027?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1795702739255382027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1795702739255382027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1795702739255382027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1795702739255382027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/rocket-man.html' title='rocket man'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/S1EoQfTlgfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rKXlHUW3QT0/s72-c/FxCam_1262843654746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4849994601052832680</id><published>2010-01-15T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:55:49.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates to follow soon..hopefully</title><content type='html'>I have lots of stuff to post about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Elton John&lt;br /&gt;daily comings and goings&lt;br /&gt;Speaking at church&lt;br /&gt;wedding pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all other good Hawaii life stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am in the middle of a very big laundry/cleaning day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then please look at this blog and keep this family in your thoughts and prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.natalienortonphoto.com/"&gt;www.natalienortonphoto.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are a family in our ward and they are the most amazing family I have EVER met! they are always happy and have the strongest testimonies I have ever witnessed. There is a lot that I wish I could do for this family right now, but I feel like all i can do is spread the word about their amazingness and hope that this doesn't happen to another family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've had so much love and support from people all over the world (literally) and that is what is helping them get through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from Israel, Germany, Australia, and many other places have called, emailed, sent letters, anything they can do. People have been praying for them all night, and they've received letter from people that have said 'I didn't believe in God, until I read your blog, now I know'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ever questioning anything please remember this family and their very strong testimonies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4849994601052832680?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4849994601052832680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4849994601052832680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4849994601052832680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4849994601052832680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/01/updates-to-follow-soonhopefully.html' title='updates to follow soon..hopefully'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1763789416084228971</id><published>2009-12-09T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:59:47.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>north shore waves</title><content type='html'>We've ben in the middle of a storm this week, Bryce and I went to sunset last night and I tried to get pictures of the waves to show how crazy it was...almost half the beach was gone! theyve closed almost all beaches and wont let people swim and a few nights ago there were a few helicopters out patrolling making sure no one was swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waimea bay, where most tourists go is usually pretty smooth. I'm sure you've all seen pictures of it. it's where everyone goes to jump off the rock...ANYWAY every few years when Hawaii has a big storm like they are now there is a surf competition...the eddie aikau...its a surf competition that only happens when waves in waimea bay are 40-6o feet!! so...check out this link look at those waves! we wanted to go see the waves there last night but the traffic was so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://live.quiksilver.com/2009/eddie/videos.php?btn_videos=_over&amp;amp;videoTitle=Heat%208&amp;amp;embedvideo=video12"&gt;http://live.quiksilver.com/2009/eddie/videos.php?btn_videos=_over&amp;amp;videoTitle=Heat%208&amp;amp;embedvideo=video12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1763789416084228971?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1763789416084228971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1763789416084228971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1763789416084228971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1763789416084228971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/north-shore-waves.html' title='north shore waves'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4796397423504839828</id><published>2009-12-04T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:15:06.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh christmas tree!!</title><content type='html'>We picked out our first Christmas tree the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryce put up the lights, we put up the ornaments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411475485723294386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlsSHVFerI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CQojmrQu_m4/s320/DSCF9059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We conquered that Christmas tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411476129458611538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxls3lbi5VI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1k_G-FxvlA/s320/DSCF9064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then Bryce kissed me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxltVRCha9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/woJmqvVOA1w/s1600-h/DSCF9063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411476639381023698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxltVRCha9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/woJmqvVOA1w/s320/DSCF9063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4796397423504839828?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4796397423504839828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4796397423504839828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4796397423504839828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4796397423504839828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='oh christmas tree!!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlsSHVFerI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CQojmrQu_m4/s72-c/DSCF9059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-6261796055985704414</id><published>2009-12-04T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:04:30.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>theres no place like home</title><content type='html'>I've told my mom since August that I'd post pictures of our house, so here they are...in December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the outside of our house. there's another house connected on the side. The porch goes all the way across...we love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlqDt4qosI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_3O8LBIxlms/s1600-h/DSCF9068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411473039351784130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlqDt4qosI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_3O8LBIxlms/s320/DSCF9068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411468504972391042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxll7yAX8oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/No81j_FZYLY/s320/DSCF9058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469864837453538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlnK75eFuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nVbBXJARgng/s320/DSCF9061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411471138404381058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxloVETfMYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/cqjHs2r03dA/s320/DSCF9062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dining room portion of the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469336583753090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlmsL_-TYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qvp3KEWzc-0/s320/DSCF9060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a bedroom...with a bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlpTRy9CBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Mzr5Tuy57wY/s1600-h/DSCF9067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411472207177910290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlpTRy9CBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Mzr5Tuy57wY/s320/DSCF9067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND we have a toilet!! there's a shower in there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxlo6k4L4OI/AAAAAAAAAJU/c24Lz2sq5Cs/s1600-h/DSCF9066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411471782803398882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxlo6k4L4OI/AAAAAAAAAJU/c24Lz2sq5Cs/s320/DSCF9066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-6261796055985704414?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6261796055985704414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=6261796055985704414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6261796055985704414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6261796055985704414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='theres no place like home'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlqDt4qosI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_3O8LBIxlms/s72-c/DSCF9068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-2368727194565410162</id><published>2009-12-04T11:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:39:44.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloweenie</title><content type='html'>We carved our first child...aka pumpkin. We had our friends m and a over and we carved pumpkins. bryce wanted a scary one I wanted a cute girl one...we both got what we wanted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxllHct4sFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x094ezsnNWg/s1600-h/DSCF9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411467605904502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxllHct4sFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x094ezsnNWg/s320/DSCF9047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her some girl eyelases and a bow so she wasn't as scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxlkh9TQzxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Ljxnn7Pofrw/s1600-h/DSCF9046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411466961816178450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Sxlkh9TQzxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Ljxnn7Pofrw/s320/DSCF9046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-2368727194565410162?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2368727194565410162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=2368727194565410162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2368727194565410162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2368727194565410162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/halloweenie.html' title='halloweenie'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxllHct4sFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x094ezsnNWg/s72-c/DSCF9047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-906888755392710015</id><published>2009-12-04T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:33:20.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'honeymoon'</title><content type='html'>For the days after our wedding, we stayed in California and we hung out with our families and friends. Sunday we drove to Valencia and hung out with the White's and then Monday we went to Disneyland with the Huggans'. Tuesday we went to Chino and got me some new eye glasses, and hung out with benj and robynne. Wednesday we sold my car went to in n out and flew back to hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited to be going to Disneyland again, I dont think bryce was as excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411463750490480274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlhnCLjXpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KKISIcHepZE/s320/DSCF9028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess my family goes to Disneyland too much, I knew where all the cameras were, so I'm making the funny face and Bryce is smart and made a face&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411464277902557154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxliFu8Y_-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/zHMOJN2wKLs/s320/DSCF9032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love caramel apples, and this was my disneyland present from bryce. mmm it was so good, i want another one right now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411464818557494818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlilNCkpiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/d5JC0KSkulQ/s320/DSCF9037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-906888755392710015?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/906888755392710015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=906888755392710015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/906888755392710015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/906888755392710015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/honeymoon.html' title='&apos;honeymoon&apos;'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlhnCLjXpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KKISIcHepZE/s72-c/DSCF9028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5447082476525728566</id><published>2009-12-04T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:10:27.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we got married</title><content type='html'>So it's been like two months...BUT we got married!! we are now Bryce and Kasey Huggans...that's hard to get use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here we are. coming out of the temple as mr and mrs...forever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411455056906921890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlZtADtp6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/G0poZrY7-Dw/s320/10325_163550212815_670862815_3370340_4882454_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boys! My dad, husband and brother! I love these guys. my dad and spencer did so much for us that week. and since bryce hurt his foot earlier this year and it still isnt back to perfect, my brother carried me across the muddy grass becuase he didn't want my dress to get dirty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlanFX4m6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/CPTiZH4A4aw/s1600-h/kasd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411456054766115746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlanFX4m6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/CPTiZH4A4aw/s320/kasd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tres homies plus mama kari. Shawna is on her mission in Peru so the Orlando's have this cutout of her face so that she can 'be at' all the big events. and it was her birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAWNA POO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlabzCjzsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Hp556P84Ubw/s1600-h/10325_163550282815_670862815_3370353_3547021_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411455860866272962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlabzCjzsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Hp556P84Ubw/s320/10325_163550282815_670862815_3370353_3547021_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family!! I know not all of it, but AJ and courtney came the next day for the reception and Randi couldn't make it, but it was still fabulous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlaFZ0OasI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GN1YiHyQ1QQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411455476138142402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlaFZ0OasI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GN1YiHyQ1QQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlZzZqmOWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-15hT0dXBuM/s1600-h/10325_163550217815_670862815_3370341_7070985_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411455166860114274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlZzZqmOWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-15hT0dXBuM/s320/10325_163550217815_670862815_3370341_7070985_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On thursday we went our seperate ways for the evening. I hung out with the girls (aunts, grandma, moms and robynne) we had dinner at BJ's and a surprise bachelorette (sp?) party. and Bryce and the boys also went to BJ's about an hour and a half after us and they had their boy night. We stayed in the temple apartments and Friday morning woke up and got ready. Bryce's friend &lt;a href="http://www.nicoledeanne.net/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; did my hair and make up amazingly. we went to the temple, we were married and we exited. we took pictures and then drove to long beach for our 'luncheon' we didnt get there until probably 5:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we went to the church building, had a quick ring ceremony, and then hung out for our reception. A lot of people came, but we found out that about half of our invitations didn't make it to people. I promise, we sent out about 300 invitations two months before the wedding and it sounds like only half the people got them. im sorry if you didnt get yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no real disasters that weekend so all went well! it was amazing and i love bryce more everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5447082476525728566?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5447082476525728566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5447082476525728566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5447082476525728566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5447082476525728566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-got-married.html' title='we got married'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SxlZtADtp6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/G0poZrY7-Dw/s72-c/10325_163550212815_670862815_3370340_4882454_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1757134966806928091</id><published>2009-10-13T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:10:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dibbeyland dibbeyland ba ba ba</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to disneyland (we= mom, spencer and myslef, pops met us for dinner then joined us at dland after). it was a blast from the past hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5z9BGyZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sMpjXhp4yOE/s1600-h/DSCF8016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392209324817172882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5z9BGyZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sMpjXhp4yOE/s320/DSCF8016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; California Screamin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5oMySZwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RHjaVE1-Vk8/s1600-h/DSCF8019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392209122891556610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5oMySZwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RHjaVE1-Vk8/s320/DSCF8019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spencer, mom, and dad at espn zone for lunch and the phillies rockies game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5VeQN6AI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YQu-Ci8N4Rw/s1600-h/DSCF8015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392208801162979330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5VeQN6AI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YQu-Ci8N4Rw/s320/DSCF8015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, mom, and spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5G3ihCWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gQ6MKnkOCuI/s1600-h/DSCF8017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392208550252579170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5G3ihCWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gQ6MKnkOCuI/s320/DSCF8017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dad...al haha. i said "dad stand between the a and the l and we'll get an al picture" (now put your right hand straight up in the air and your left arm at a 90 degree angle making an l, thats what my dad did...all. i love this dude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT41MR33bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8zhU9430VAA/s1600-h/DSCF8022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392208246582271410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT41MR33bI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8zhU9430VAA/s320/DSCF8022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2/3 of the white fam bam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so needless to say we have tons and oodles of fun at dibbeyland and we are finishing up wedding stuff after the much needed break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1757134966806928091?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1757134966806928091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1757134966806928091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1757134966806928091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1757134966806928091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/dibbeyland-dibbeyland-ba-ba-ba.html' title='dibbeyland dibbeyland ba ba ba'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/StT5z9BGyZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sMpjXhp4yOE/s72-c/DSCF8016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4890058699028315006</id><published>2009-10-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:57:05.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless in seattle</title><content type='html'>I'm in seattle for a few hours...waiting to go to los angeles!! yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every gift shop here has things that say 'sleepless in seattle' the movi wasn't that popular was it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a doctor in scrubs waiting at a gate...maybe for some body parts? there weren't any cameras...not for greys anatomy...boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flight from honolulu to here was successful (as I'm sure you're guessing) I of course sat next to the over sized grouch lady. and behind the cutest baby, his mom, and 'airplane grandparents' as they came to be known. a way cute couple more than willing to help the mom, traveling by herself, with anything to make her flight easier. and the baby was so so super good. I hope when I have kids they have airplane grandparents, and that there are just more good people like that in the world. unlike my grouchy neighbor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see if this flight brings any a-words (im ok I didn't say the real word...phew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I tried taking a picture of the seattle clouds from the airport...they were SO pretty, fluffy and colorful! these are definitly professional clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wendys...not as good as I remember it being on wednesday 'ditch days' I'm glad they kicked us out for ruining their salt shakers I shouldve boycotted everything but frostys a long time ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4890058699028315006?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4890058699028315006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4890058699028315006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4890058699028315006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4890058699028315006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepless-in-seattle.html' title='sleepless in seattle'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1456043820005882970</id><published>2009-10-07T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:50:40.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 fun pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am now officially a resident of the state of hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SsxVU2iyLSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kVa4CccwoRE/s1600-h/asjdkg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389776670782795042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SsxVU2iyLSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kVa4CccwoRE/s320/asjdkg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i have the cutest nephew in the world!! im so excited he's Buzz Lightyear for Halloween, he lights up my life! oh man i really love this kid&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389776850553396130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SsxVfUPb26I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hSBw_6bMuX0/s320/salurycb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pics were on my phone so they are smaller than normal pictures haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1456043820005882970?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1456043820005882970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1456043820005882970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1456043820005882970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1456043820005882970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-fun-pictures.html' title='2 fun pictures'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SsxVU2iyLSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kVa4CccwoRE/s72-c/asjdkg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1508914582687995426</id><published>2009-10-04T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:34:13.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight i made underwear!</title><content type='html'>tonight i made yummy dessert for me and bryce. i used a recipe that bryces mom gave me i dont know where its from but i think its german or something...? but this is damen capritzin which translated means ladies underwear. i had to put it back in the oven after this picture but its pretty. its basically a cookie with some jam and some meringue. i am so proud of myself and bryce loves me more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Ssl0aRg0dSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/osArpfB4xLs/s1600-h/DSCF8001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966423851988258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Ssl0aRg0dSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/osArpfB4xLs/s320/DSCF8001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have been informed...it is scandonavian (sp?) (thats what bryce thinks it is atleast.) and it is now 3/4 gone mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1508914582687995426?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1508914582687995426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1508914582687995426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1508914582687995426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1508914582687995426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight-i-made-underwear.html' title='tonight i made underwear!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Ssl0aRg0dSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/osArpfB4xLs/s72-c/DSCF8001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4046257180838006391</id><published>2009-10-03T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:53:53.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday night rambles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SscdqGTTpwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/erTg-0uTrE8/s1600-h/newIMG_1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SscdqGTTpwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/erTg-0uTrE8/s320/newIMG_1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388308088255391490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't posted anything fun or exciting lately...so i decided to post something (it probably wont be too fun OR exciting, but it's something)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hawaii is spectacular. The sun has been my friend lately and the nights have been cool enough for me to wrap up in my minnie mouse blanket. it's even cool enough to snuggle with bryce (minus the minnie mouse blanket, he just doesn't like her) and I really like snuggling with bryce...he makes me smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiance's leg has been healing up nicely, after the explosion. He can walk on it now without crutches or a boot, but he needs a lot of foot massages, i love him enough to do that...i barely even touch my own feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work has been crazy, im super excited for a vacation...6 days and i will be on my way off the island, onto the huge island of the mainland. and i will be marrying my cute boy in 13 days...we're almost out of the double digits. and to think, everyone thought having a year long engagement would be too long...it feels like he proposed last night and i went to bed and woke up to today. it went fast! im so glad im going to have this happiness for all of eternity, it can go as fast or as slow as it wants to go, as long as i am mrs kasey huggans forever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really need to go to bed, it has been a long week and i need my sleep for tomorrow and the long week ahead of me&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/8710474700217485415-4046257180838006391?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4046257180838006391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4046257180838006391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4046257180838006391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4046257180838006391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-night-rambles.html' title='friday night rambles'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SscdqGTTpwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/erTg-0uTrE8/s72-c/newIMG_1521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3677599887891632189</id><published>2009-08-11T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:51:10.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's official!</title><content type='html'>There's  no turning back now! ...not like i want to anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SoJlY9aSXvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/b10VZDAkk7k/s1600-h/DSCF2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368965185255137010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SoJlY9aSXvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/b10VZDAkk7k/s320/DSCF2341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3677599887891632189?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3677599887891632189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3677599887891632189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3677599887891632189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3677599887891632189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-official.html' title='it&apos;s official!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SoJlY9aSXvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/b10VZDAkk7k/s72-c/DSCF2341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-314479647827925371</id><published>2009-07-05T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:00:29.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce</title><content type='html'>Here are some updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just over three months until we get married and we're finally just now realizing it! we need to get on top of things pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you on facebook I'm sure you saw stuff about Bryce being in the hospital or ER but have no fear, he is out and doing fairly well...heres the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night we were all hanging out in his backyard, and his uncle has built a mini half pipe in the back yard for many to enjoy. So, we were all hanging out and Bryce was skating. He went to do a trick and fell, and started yelling that there was something wrong with his ankle. Our friend Matt and Aunt Kelly ran over and were both like 'yeah I don't think that's supposed to be like that'. he had a huge lump coming out of his ankle and his foot was in a really wierd position. We made some calls and Uncle Drew and Jay got him in the back of the truck, I climbed in and Drew took us up to the ER in Kahuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the Kahuku ER at about 8:30PM and the nurse was trying to give him some pain meds and was REALLY bad at getting the needle in (she was a jerk). they got some meds in him and took him in for an x-ray. This whole time we just thought it was going to be dislocated, they'd pop it back inand we'd beon our way. But boy, were we wrong. They got the x-rays back and the nurse came over and said he was going to need surgery. I got to go look at the x-rays and he broke his leg, but at the very end of it, basically his ankle. He broke both big bones completely and the parts broken off werent even close to being in the right position. SO Kahuku calls Kaiser ans Kaiser sent an ambulance to pick him up. at 11:30 AMR gets to Kahuku and puts him in the ambulnace and takes him to Kaiser in Moanalua, and hour away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in the Kaiser ER they had him on major pain meds and they took more x-rays. The Dr decided it would be better for bryce if they popped his foot back to where it should be, they drugged him up put it back and he felt a lot better. at 4AM they moved him upstairs to a different room, where he slept those last 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surgeon came inat 6 explained the surgery and said he'd be in surgery at 2. They had to put screws and a titanium plate in his leg. and it would take 6-8 months to fully heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tthey got him into surgery and 3.5 hours later he was out and doing loads better. On friday he was released and we went home. He didn't sleep well Friday night but he seems to have slept well last night, he's still sleeping! (it's 10) He goes in on Monday for a fiberglass cast and he will be in that and on crutches for atleast 3 months and then in a walking boot for a few more.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes our wedding is in 3.5 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have one lucky break though. Bryce does a lot of hard labor for work and we had no idea what we were going to do for the next few months with Bryce out of commission...BUT the company that he works for had jjust decided that week to hire someone to work in the office and do data entry, so his uncle told him the job is his! count your blessings right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY that is what is happening! and I'm glad he's doing better and everything is going to work out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-314479647827925371?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/314479647827925371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=314479647827925371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/314479647827925371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/314479647827925371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/07/bryce.html' title='Bryce'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1025152341835647543</id><published>2009-06-11T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:31:55.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dorky much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so from standing at work all the time now my knees and calves have started hurting. and i decided its due to my shoes...no support what so ever. and I swore up and down that i would never ever own a pair of crocs, but my sister in law swears by them and now im kind of tempted...especially these ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345999865352482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SjDOjZ-e8II/AAAAAAAAAGM/wGmPqA1uAGc/s320/77228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen them in person and they look nothing like crocs, and i wore them for about 30 seconds and they seem to be pretty comfy...but i dont know if i can bring myself to spend 5o bucks on shoes now a days. i just may have to break down though i think theyre way cute and i just wont tell anyone theyre crocs, and if they are amazing like courtney says i will be faithful to the crocs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1025152341835647543?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1025152341835647543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1025152341835647543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1025152341835647543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1025152341835647543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/dorky-much.html' title='dorky much?'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SjDOjZ-e8II/AAAAAAAAAGM/wGmPqA1uAGc/s72-c/77228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-7642287172796293733</id><published>2009-06-01T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:39:09.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So this is a very exciting post haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week, on May 23 I get a call at work from my bryce and he asked me what the chances were that I would be able to get off work next friday. I tell him the odds are good and then he asks me to get off early on the wednesday before...no prob bob. I ask him why and he told me he couldn't tell because it was a surprise. SURPRISE? i love surpriises now haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have my days off and Wednesday comes around and I leave work at 4 instead of 6 and I meet Bryce at work and we head to Waikiki and start walking arounf the international marketplace and Bryce was acting a little peculiar but I ignored it...then I get a text and after a minute I found my surprise...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342599312020641330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SiS5xJo8ljI/AAAAAAAAAGE/11jAro-vJp4/s320/DSCF2258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY!! my parents came to see me!! they had been planning it with bryce for a while I guess. Aren't my parents and fiance amazing!!! I love them mucho (more pictures from the trip will come later but they are on the madres camera.) So it was a very fun few days. On thuursday we drove from waikiki to the north shore and I showed my parents a few cool little places. Friday we hung out in town and just was lazy basically. and saturday after work we went to the polynesian cultural center for the night show and a few shows in the little villages!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so it was a fun time and I love Bryce and my parents very much and i was so happy to see them. Now we need to get ready for bryces mom, she gets here tomorrow night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-7642287172796293733?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7642287172796293733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=7642287172796293733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7642287172796293733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7642287172796293733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SiS5xJo8ljI/AAAAAAAAAGE/11jAro-vJp4/s72-c/DSCF2258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-6394147925798910339</id><published>2009-04-23T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:41:44.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the good and the bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So living in Hawaii has been good most days. I'm a girl I still have hard days. but when the weather is nice I think every day will be easier as lng as I get to enjoy it every once in a while. So far it has been too rainy for anybody's own good and the beach shouldn't be gross. I need heat &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(rain please please go away and dont come back for a long time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work has been just that, work. lots of new hiring and training and the only hard part about training now is have the new girl ask "are you 19 too?" 2 days after turning 23...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but here's one big positive about hawaii...i get to be with this cute boy everday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDY-C1AfAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vwKeC-DkVw8/s1600-h/hawaii.09.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327996919601986562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDY-C1AfAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vwKeC-DkVw8/s320/hawaii.09.54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I don't know how happy he'll be after seeing I posted this picture haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some day the weather will be like this again...with even fewer clouds&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328004846063952434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDgLbMzojI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZUr9bLdPgoY/s320/hawaii.09.09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the mainland does have some positives that I miss as well...including (but not limited to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDYEHCGypI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ll7MaS06_RI/s1600-h/l_7ba4bb2884c3f5c5ac7de5178b7ac6b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327995924298254994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDYEHCGypI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ll7MaS06_RI/s320/l_7ba4bb2884c3f5c5ac7de5178b7ac6b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kids cute face &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDXpzhzn2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0BtVFImzeBg/s1600-h/kasey+2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327995472385908578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDXpzhzn2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0BtVFImzeBg/s320/kasey+2+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big city's and Big travels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i don't kow if this is possible but sometimes I feel kind of homesick for New York and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet I've never been able to call it home) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDW6_UqYFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CiNF8WeQRjs/s1600-h/new+yorkflorida+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994668098150482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDW6_UqYFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CiNF8WeQRjs/s320/new+yorkflorida+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am I allowed to tell them to stop growing? because they need to...Ryan shouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even be walking or talking yet and here she is on a bike ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328001706800391266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDdUsiDJGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GO8jEdM1G6Y/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this girl...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is Peyton my newest niece. She was born in November and I haven't even met her yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328001938534145554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDdiLzrnhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dNZt93FC3MY/s320/peyton+riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't know why all of a sudden the spacing changed but it's really bothering me haha. BUT anyway enough reminiscing I have a wedding to plan, a room to clean, and a body to bathe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the next a-word this is what you're getting and I'll make sure to take some fun Hawaii pictures when I have the time and the weather is nice again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-6394147925798910339?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6394147925798910339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=6394147925798910339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6394147925798910339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/6394147925798910339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-and-bad.html' title='the good and the bad'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SfDY-C1AfAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vwKeC-DkVw8/s72-c/hawaii.09.54.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5714034173958026234</id><published>2009-03-23T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:37:51.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll have fun fun fun</title><content type='html'>here are some new pictures from hawaii and some stuff that weve been doing! yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been long boarding a little with bryce lately. I can kind of skate now haha but as you can tell even from the picture he is a whole lot better than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316558222539116226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg1iPogTsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m0AXksZ1QOo/s320/hawaii.09.15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I even just look goofy in the picture, I probably wasn't even moving at all. I was probably busy talking&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316557562005583010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg07y9CdKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JVBzE41VdbM/s320/hawaii.09.20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love that I can make faces like this at bryce and he still loves me everyday...but if my face got stuck like that it may be a little bit of a different ending&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556034138854738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scgzi3NOVVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-zEqb7wFy4I/s320/hawaii.09.31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and if you look closely at that lat picture you can see this red thing on my nose...i woke up one morning with bug bites on my nose and it ended up turning into that. I was afraid of pulling a michael jackson and my nose was going to fall off...but all is well, i still have all of my nose and the coloring is back to normal. but heres a close up of it :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556970462223490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg0ZXSHHII/AAAAAAAAAEk/Y9ziekIuY_8/s320/hawaii.09.33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we went tho this temple today. its called the byodo-in temple. its pretty cool. You actually drive through a cemetary and this is in the back of it in a little valley. it was a cool thing to see and experience&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316558730319495922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg1_zQyAvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3IRboJoGgNc/s320/hawaii.09.44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this picture is now reminding me of a mason jennings song...and the part that im thinking of goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;"oh jesus i love you&lt;br /&gt;and i love buddah too&lt;br /&gt;Ramakrishna, Guru Dev&lt;br /&gt;Tao Te Ching and Mohammed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know what that last part means but its what this picture makes me think of....is it allowed to take a picture with a buddha like this? i hope im ok&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg2encO4cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HF3bqUv3F7M/s1600-h/hawaii.09.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316559259722244546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg2encO4cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HF3bqUv3F7M/s320/hawaii.09.50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; so, there are a few things for you to enjoy. We also went to get hawaii drivers licenses today...bryce is now a hawaii resident with a pretty little drivers license with a rainbow on it. I'll be excited to get mine next week when I retake that test...you can only miss 6...i missed 7 dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5714034173958026234?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5714034173958026234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5714034173958026234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5714034173958026234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5714034173958026234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-have-fun-fun-fun.html' title='we&apos;ll have fun fun fun'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/Scg1iPogTsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m0AXksZ1QOo/s72-c/hawaii.09.15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-7316098013794400664</id><published>2009-03-11T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:16:09.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hawaii happenings!</title><content type='html'>another post from hawaii! and I have a few pictures, so im getting a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture is of my bed haha. It's not much and it's a little bit of a mess but you understand. I would've taken a picture of my whole room but the girl I share my room with has a lot of stuff and before I got here she kind of took over the room, so this is basically what I have anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SbhfwFC0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8M8ZYDLEg-k/s1600-h/hawaii.09.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312101040075858946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SbhfwFC0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8M8ZYDLEg-k/s320/hawaii.09.03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Laie point. It's obviously looking away from the island haha. You may have seen this point in most recently 'forgetting sarah marshall' it's not a hike like they make it out to be though, there's a street, you can drive on to the point and there are houses too. I walked up there today and it's about a mile from my house I'm guessing and it was so nice to finish my walk and be able to sit up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312101380966734498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SbhgD69iWqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sAEi7NUN16I/s320/hawaii.09.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, this picture is also Laie point, but looking into the island. and this is the exact location where Bryce proposed (in that first picture the first brown you see is where we had our picnic) I was sitting right in between those spots, it's like our spot now and the spot where he proposed is almost the exact spot they jumped off for 'forgetting sarah marshall' ANYWHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312101627387198258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SbhgSQ8wOzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ojo-4TYS3L8/s320/hawaii.09.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are a few hip hop happening things about my new home. I'll try to get out more and take pictures of more things to keep family and friends feeling connected. and just think if any one comes out to visit, I'll be able to be your own personal tour guide and show you these cool things...just dont wear aloha shirts or fanny packs, i have a feeling bryce might punch you in the face, and the locals don't like those peole much either...and they can be big&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-7316098013794400664?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7316098013794400664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=7316098013794400664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7316098013794400664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/7316098013794400664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii-happenings.html' title='hawaii happenings!'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SbhfwFC0ZAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8M8ZYDLEg-k/s72-c/hawaii.09.03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-8154776227278915985</id><published>2009-03-06T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:41:01.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you want it to be</title><content type='html'>so here i am, living the island life, or whatever else it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in hawaii for a week now and so far so good. I still want to marry bryce haha. And today i got a job YAY kasey no more sitting on the couch eating cereal, no i get to sit at work and eat ben and jerrys...even better haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in a house with 9 (yes 9) other girls. it isn't bad though. i share a room with one girl and a bathroom with her and one other girl. there are two bedrooms downstairs and the rest are up stairs, and i am downstairs! everyone seems to have completely different schedules, and the only problem i've had so far is not enough hot water. but i've figured out the timing so im ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my job next week at trade secret. I'm glad i had the experience with that company before haha easy schmeasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to start doing what robynne is doing. mobile hair,shes doing esthetics, check her out if you're in southern california &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;rbspa.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm still trying to figure out prices and such but I will have that soon. so i'm excited I'll have a real job at a store, plus a back up for play money...? haha it's going good already I've already done a few haircuts and i have another client to go to today. But unlike Robynne, I don't have anything set up at my house. SO, I come to your house. Which is great for moms and students, I work around your time for the most part, with few exceptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So yeah there you have it I am inhawaii living the life enjoying it all as it comes and goes. I like it so far I'm just ready to have a place that feels like home where I can decorate with pictures and stuff...hopefully soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8154776227278915985?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8154776227278915985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8154776227278915985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8154776227278915985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8154776227278915985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/03/whatever-you-want-it-to-be.html' title='whatever you want it to be'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4071601466706304129</id><published>2009-02-18T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:16:53.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304309280048971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SZyxL9AgfaI/AAAAAAAAADc/GXQY7fWIhD4/s320/kasey+2+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, is that really what you're supposd to do for a 2 year old for valentines day? if yes i am oober excited to have kids, if no, i don't care that's what I'll do.  me and my sister in law did this for jacob to wake up to on valentines day. he didn't care for much besides the 'bawoons'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304309465053351298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SZyxWuM_TYI/AAAAAAAAADk/B0oF5eqUE_8/s320/kasey+2+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother flew into town the morning of valentine's day so we went out to dinner and jacob was my valentine. He even gave me candy earlier in the day and tried to steal my card haha. this picture is awkward i've decided...i look crazy and almost homeless and jacob looks like he should have laid off the apple juice and ketchup a lot sooner than he did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SZyxgGT-0hI/AAAAAAAAADs/a9vNo4Rn-ek/s1600-h/kasey+2+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304309626143953426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SZyxgGT-0hI/AAAAAAAAADs/a9vNo4Rn-ek/s320/kasey+2+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but then I get the occasional picture of him like this. He was cracking me up this day. He was watching 'little einsteins' and leo's silly sock was on leo's head. so jacob decided to put his fruit roll up on his head and run past me so I could take it from him. it was hilariouod and I am going to miss him so stinkin much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move to hawaii a week from today...wish me luck haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4071601466706304129?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4071601466706304129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4071601466706304129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4071601466706304129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4071601466706304129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/02/heart-day.html' title='heart day'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SZyxL9AgfaI/AAAAAAAAADc/GXQY7fWIhD4/s72-c/kasey+2+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3742218873592160548</id><published>2009-01-31T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:03:34.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Christmas I got a camera from Bryce, one of his biggest reasons for getting it for me was so I could take more pictures of us and just more pictures in general! I tried to do what he told me to and take pictures of us and this is what I got...boy do I love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297685281870959250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYUosg270pI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HnCU6aZaO6Y/s320/camera+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then he took this picture with me at the temple and did good! This is after a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"photo shoot" that didn't work out the greatest, but then I asked someone YAY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU3e21F0eI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ox-AlwFVuMw/s1600-h/camera+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297701539925053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU3e21F0eI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ox-AlwFVuMw/s320/camera+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm guessing this is a theme...guys that can't seem to take normal pictures with me most of the time. Here Spencer and I and we took like 3 of these and he made faces the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU3Nj95D2I/AAAAAAAAADM/xGu-4qwSmbQ/s1600-h/camera+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297701242803916642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU3Nj95D2I/AAAAAAAAADM/xGu-4qwSmbQ/s320/camera+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here it is again! Jacob just gets distracted by the camera and wants to play with it, I'm just lucky he's looking at the camera haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU1v1Wg-LI/AAAAAAAAADE/3V120Cl8G48/s1600-h/camera+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699632562895026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYU1v1Wg-LI/AAAAAAAAADE/3V120Cl8G48/s320/camera+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a visual update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for another update. Dates have changed, I am moving to Hawaii February 25th!! I have my ticket and everything! I am making my way back to California the week after Valentine's day, like the Monday (what is that, president's day or something?) but I will be in California for a week then I will be moving to Hawaii to be with my boy!! YAY!! I am freaking excited, I'm nervous though too at the same time, Hawaii is a big move. But I'll be with Bryce so everything will be GOOD!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3742218873592160548?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3742218873592160548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3742218873592160548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3742218873592160548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3742218873592160548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny-faces.html' title='funny faces'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SYUosg270pI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HnCU6aZaO6Y/s72-c/camera+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3493126727438055748</id><published>2009-01-17T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:01:07.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dos anos</title><content type='html'>yay for 2 years lovey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3493126727438055748?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3493126727438055748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3493126727438055748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3493126727438055748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3493126727438055748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/dos-anos.html' title='dos anos'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5905380874929239609</id><published>2009-01-16T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:53:34.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby sitting a words and wedding bells</title><content type='html'>and a words does not mean butts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I've been kind of busy YAY! haha I've been staying with my sister in law Courtney and baby sitting my cute nephew Jacob a few days a week. Jacob is so super fun and so funny. He has started to say really cute things and it makes me so happy and excited to have my own (? there are still a few years before that tho!!!) We've been dancing a lot to "moob it" and coloring and candy eating (I'm the aunt I'm supposed to let him eat candy, I have to be the favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last to days I've been with bryce's family getting wedding stuff together. We still don't have a date (haha) but I'm trying to get as much done by the beginning of March as possible!I've decided I am moving to Hawaii the second week in March and I want to get as much stuff done while I'm on the mainland as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I've mentioned this at all before but Bryce's grandma went to school for costume designing and she is making my wedding dress! today we went and looked for material and things that we need for my dress and we got it all! the lace and linings and the edging and it was...you'll never guess...52 dollars!!! yes that's all my dress is going to cost 52 dollars total!!! omg but since it is custom made we're guessing if we get it appraised it'll be worth about 3,ooo dollars...insane!! i am really excited even though we don't have a date this is actually happening haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's your update, when I have time I can post some pictures and videos of Jacob dancing(trust me it will bring sunshine to your life!) and because there are actually things that I have been doing I will keep you all updated! yaya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5905380874929239609?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5905380874929239609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5905380874929239609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5905380874929239609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5905380874929239609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-sitting-words-and-wedding-bells.html' title='baby sitting a words and wedding bells'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-99596949359805319</id><published>2008-12-29T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:48:44.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduating and christmas</title><content type='html'>I think it's time for me to update you would think I would have a lot to update you on but I don't think I can think of much haha...so let me think. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduated (I don't remember if I wrote this but I'm thinking I haven't) I am done with PMTS I still need to test and do all the onther 'fun' things but i am totally done with all of it! we had a cute little graduation ceremony and Bryce's parents sister and little brother came to the graduation and we went to dinner afterwards. I stayed with them for a few days before and the night after graduation and I came to what I thought was going to be sunny california but it has ended up being rainy and cold and cloudy and in some parts snowy, i was thankful my parents had moved to valencia and i didn't have to deal with snow :) !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce came to california for christmas and i was very happy!! His mom and brothers came down the weekend he was here and we spent the weekend with them and hung out and went to LA and I saw some of chino. Bryce and i kind of just hung out aound the house mot days and did shopping and went out to eat most days. (I'm sorry I didn't have anything fun planned biance). We went to Chino again the weekend after Christmas and spent time with some of Bryce's friends and I got a more in depth tour of where bryce grew up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took bryce to the airport last night and it was sad, but I will be there sooner than I know. The next time I see him will most likely be when I move to Hawaii YAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway here are a few cute pictures that my mom took fo us yesterday before bryce left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285345523482764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SVlRwCpkJdI/AAAAAAAAACM/NCY238vq3To/s320/IMG_2473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285346270406976210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SVlSbhKLItI/AAAAAAAAACU/aUTE6aFdGRY/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285346956725734898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SVlTDd5UTfI/AAAAAAAAACc/-gv_ATVfvsg/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-99596949359805319?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/99596949359805319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=99596949359805319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/99596949359805319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/99596949359805319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduating-and-christmas.html' title='graduating and christmas'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SVlRwCpkJdI/AAAAAAAAACM/NCY238vq3To/s72-c/IMG_2473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4374443177873402516</id><published>2008-11-21T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:49:36.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>packing graduating and thinking</title><content type='html'>That's right I'm writing you another update haha don't get too excited. I know I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the week before thanksgiving. this time next week i should be enjoying my purchases (black friday duh) and hanging out with sleeping parents. And the next day I'm trying on wedding dresses (I honestly never thought I would do that) and no we still don't have a date, we're working on it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending this fine friday night packing my room  and all the junk that has come my way over the last 2 years. so far i only have 3 boxes and a suitcase going home and the boxes are movies, pictures, and books atleast they all mean something to me. and the suitcase is hair product which will most likely stay in California with mom. that's good! i have 3 boxes for yard sales or DI and I've gotten rid of four bags of trash. You don't realize how much junk you have until your mom tells you everything you take to California you have to ship to Hawaii. and when it costs as much as it does to send stuff to Hawaii and no place to really put it all a lot of stuff that you thought you couldnt live without is suddenly easy to part with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an exact finishing day with school! thursday december 4th at 10 pm i will have completed 2000 hours of cosmetology! o-m-g!!! i cant believe it is for realsies going to be ending! then it will be craziness for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway I need to sleep tonight i was going to go to bed early but i get too distracted by stuff :) but i did surpass my goal of packing one box so i am extremely proud of myself (yay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4374443177873402516?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4374443177873402516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4374443177873402516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4374443177873402516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4374443177873402516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/packing-graduating-and-thinking.html' title='packing graduating and thinking'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4781366891369467302</id><published>2008-11-05T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:30:13.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hawaii was fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SRKJNgJD9KI/AAAAAAAAACE/jvNeKNe4YYE/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SRKJNgJD9KI/AAAAAAAAACE/jvNeKNe4YYE/s320/temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265421779408778402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am! back from hawaii... :( and that picture is the only picture we took from the whole trip...sad i know but we'll have lots of time to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some stuff that we did while together in Hawaii...The haunted lagoon at PCC, went to the temple, went to the beach and discovered i'm biggest wussiest coldest person ever, went the the swap meet, had a costco date, i met bryces friends, got engaged, wait what was that??? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes we got engaged and it was muy bueno!!! it was definitly something bryce wouldve done and I wouldn't have expected anything less. I lufh him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know we'll all be asking for details, so here they are...(a little background first, on one of our first dates bryce made dinner and for dinner we had fajitas...end of story) SO...bryce got home from work and earlier that day he asked me if i wanted to go on a picnic, so when he got home from work he already had dinner packed up and we were off. We went to Laie point, his favorite spot to sit and think and enjoy the water and sun, and we had our picnic of fajitas (he is one smart boy!!) then we started walking around the point and he started telling me about how much he loved me and we were just talking about that, which for us being long distance isn't anything out of the ordinary, then we found a spot and stopped and Bryce mentioned how nice the weather was (it was rainging really hard almost EVERY DAY) and he said he had been praying for good weather. He asked me if I knew why he wanted goo weather and my blonde responses were "So we can play in the sun" and he asked what else and my response was "so we can sit in the sunshine" after a little giggle he said "and so I could do this" and he got down on his knee, how super cute is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah that's our story. We called my parents really quick and I talked to my mom and he called his parents the next morning. Then it worked perfect cause his Aunt Lori found out and spread the word for us haha so that made it easy. I have found that it is a little bit awkward telling people I'm engaged, like how are you supposed to bring up something like that? and it was especially hard today at school because i had to take my ring in to be sized :( haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah now I get to start planning a wedding and I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Thankfully we've been talking a lot about getting married so there were a lot of ideas that are now "official" haha so that helps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that would definitly be the biggest update (and were looking at July in LA no exact date" so yeah. splendid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thin at that point I can call it a night. If i think of anything else to update about I will do it within the next 3 weeks (maybe haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4781366891369467302?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4781366891369467302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4781366891369467302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4781366891369467302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4781366891369467302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/11/hawaii-was-fun.html' title='hawaii was fun...'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SRKJNgJD9KI/AAAAAAAAACE/jvNeKNe4YYE/s72-c/temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-2427152581709051606</id><published>2008-10-12T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:36:40.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom = pictures :)</title><content type='html'>so ive decided to use this post to post pictures (im pretty bored haha) but im going to share some of my fave pics because i can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKvTqe0FII/AAAAAAAAABU/j3WLb2c79Sg/s1600-h/DSC04967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKvTqe0FII/AAAAAAAAABU/j3WLb2c79Sg/s320/DSC04967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256456467450696834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cadie would barely even talk to me before this day but she was absolutely IN LOVE with bryce!! it just makes me so happy that my nieces (some of the most important people in my life) appprove haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKvyQ-xiLI/AAAAAAAAABc/sQT6D5KbaeY/s1600-h/n17832283_35048389_7762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKvyQ-xiLI/AAAAAAAAABc/sQT6D5KbaeY/s320/n17832283_35048389_7762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256456993181370546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It isn't very common that bryce and i take a picture where both of us have our eyes open, were both smiling, and neither of us are making a wierd face AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKwLzBIZkI/AAAAAAAAABk/S5XNbjYPOKQ/s1600-h/l_7ba4bb2884c3f5c5ac7de5178b7ac6b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKwLzBIZkI/AAAAAAAAABk/S5XNbjYPOKQ/s320/l_7ba4bb2884c3f5c5ac7de5178b7ac6b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256457431814792770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think this was the last time that my whole family was all together (family= parents and 4 kids) this was 2004&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKxJHZ_7eI/AAAAAAAAABs/7qbkhVLomoI/s1600-h/signature+gathering+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKxJHZ_7eI/AAAAAAAAABs/7qbkhVLomoI/s320/signature+gathering+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256458485259824610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its kind of a big deal meeting john paul dejoria, he really is one of the nicest guys i have ever met, i ended up meeting him once again at the sundance film festival and before he even knew i was a pm student he was super nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKyMmQlanI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sfq5mfuT48o/s1600-h/DSC04766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKyMmQlanI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sfq5mfuT48o/s320/DSC04766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256459644593072754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are my nieces (cadie, ryan, and alyssa) this was the picture they sent out with their christmas cards last year. it makes me so happy and even though theyre being wierd you can still see how pretty they all are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKzQQAvrOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/20BnEdFA5o0/s1600-h/kandj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKzQQAvrOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/20BnEdFA5o0/s320/kandj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256460806852160738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob is my buddy. he thinks my phone is for looking at pictures of jacob and kasey. i always need to keep some on my phone for him and he's actually smiling! this is the picture i show him when he tells me he wants to see "gaycub and kasey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill spare you and stop there haha. but yeah.i get to go to hawaii in 12 days! thats so exciting i can hardly stand  it! my parents are FINALLY moving into their house and theyll be coming to see AJ while im in hawaii. Im excited for them I know they miss him courtney and jacob lots! well, im off to clean my room (wierd i know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-2427152581709051606?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2427152581709051606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=2427152581709051606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2427152581709051606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2427152581709051606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/10/boredom-pictures.html' title='boredom = pictures :)'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SPKvTqe0FII/AAAAAAAAABU/j3WLb2c79Sg/s72-c/DSC04967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3130047722561731248</id><published>2008-10-01T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:13:01.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates galore</title><content type='html'>so basically i think i have the best boyfriend EVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SORgQCa65oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2RvhNT6gNDA/s1600-h/n17832283_35048389_7762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SORgQCa65oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2RvhNT6gNDA/s320/n17832283_35048389_7762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252428894064797314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(a little visual for you guys haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to school today and i had a package waiting for me (and since i spend all my time at school and 75% of the people at my school know bryce it wasnt that wierd) so i get to the front desk and this is what i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SORe4UpQ7-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/U0ZeEn0JPKQ/s1600-h/Picture+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SORe4UpQ7-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/U0ZeEn0JPKQ/s320/Picture+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252427387128311778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was upset though cause they werent the flowers that he ordered, but i dont care! all the girls at school were jealous and one of the girls even told me to stop talking about bryce cuz not every girl has a boyfriend like him :) thats right suckas haha. i lufh my cwazy pants boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ANYWAY ill stop bragging for a little while. so life has been good lately. I've been working less and going to school more which i actually like. I really like school (not necessarily the same school for an excess of 2 years) but i like the learning part of it. and yes as of september 25 i have been a future professional at paul mitchell the school provo, ut for 2 years. im beginning to wonder what future theyre talking about man oh man. but the end is in sight!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from shawna the other day (see last post haha) but she wrote me from the mtc and i honestly dont think i have ever seen (although i dont really see her) shawna so happy! she loves the mtc and is super happy so im REALLY excited for her now! and now everytime i drive by the mtc i wave haha yes im that much of a nerd. I will even drive past there now on purpose on my way to school, its not out of the way it just takes a few minutes longer, but with that way i even get to drive by the temple. so awesome possom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically thats the update on my life and since its after midnight i will be in hawaii in 22 days and be with bryce oh happy day! and i think my parents are coming up here the week before i am way excited, i just need to get a halloween costume now..hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3130047722561731248?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3130047722561731248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3130047722561731248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3130047722561731248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3130047722561731248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-galore.html' title='updates galore'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SORgQCa65oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2RvhNT6gNDA/s72-c/n17832283_35048389_7762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5909601592177083541</id><published>2008-09-16T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:47:58.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saying farewell</title><content type='html'>my dear friend shawna (chawna poo) is now hermana orlando (thank you for enlightening me with that kk it was much enjoyed) she reports to the provo mtc tomorrow at 12:30. it's so wierd to me, i know that since we've both moved we haven't seen or talked a whole lot but im going to miss her like crazy. Shawna is a great friend and I love her to death. So basically a few friends from california went out to dinner and had fun catching up and then Shawna KK and erin came over and we had ice cream sundaes mmm (i need to throw dessert parties) Shawana and kari got their hair cut and we all just hung out and relaxed and talked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ended up being a pretty nice day from from Colorado. I didn't go into school so I could see Shawna so my day was 4 hours of work plus cleaning and baking and shopping and hanging out and having fun! i actually got to be outside for a little while in the sun which doesn't happen a whole lot for me right now. I thought I'd get to spend some time in the sun in colorado, but boy was i wrong. not until after I got there to the cold wet weather did bryce explain to me its called colorful colorado, because of the weather, but the day I left it was super nice outside, but I got stuck in the airport for 8 hours! wtf mate, right? it was still a nice mini vacation (i get another one in 38 days haha, bryce is right I do take too many vacations haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITING NEWS!!! i got a text email thing from AJ the other day. he will be back in utah at hill air force base on monday night the 22nd! he only had a short deployment (5.5 months) but it still seems like a long time when courtney is alone and Jacob does ask for dad. I didn't want to intrude so I didn't invite myself to welcome him home, but Courtney called me and told me I could come. I am so excited. It will be Courtney Jacob and me I think. me and AJ have never been too close but I think with him going and me helping take care of his family we have gotten closer to eachother. He'll be home until he leaves again for Oklahoma on Halloween but it will be nice to have him home for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is now time for me to get in the shower and get ready for bed before the boyfriend calls me back! (i lufh him!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5909601592177083541?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5909601592177083541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5909601592177083541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5909601592177083541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5909601592177083541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/09/saying-farewell.html' title='saying farewell'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4929100144124385819</id><published>2008-08-29T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:56:22.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just some mumbo jumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;" class="style_3"&gt;The Five:&lt;br /&gt;Ten Years ago I:&lt;br /&gt;1. was 12 and thought i was cool&lt;br /&gt;2. got baptized&lt;br /&gt;3. played softball&lt;br /&gt;4.wore the same size clothes and shoes i wear now&lt;br /&gt;5. didnt have any in laws or nieces or nephews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on todays "to do list"&lt;br /&gt;1. make a cake&lt;br /&gt;2. do hailees hair&lt;br /&gt;3 clean my room&lt;br /&gt;4. i was going to clean my car&lt;br /&gt;5. find some good dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. ice cream&lt;br /&gt;2. kudos haha&lt;br /&gt;3. candy&lt;br /&gt;4. fries&lt;br /&gt;5. chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1 pay off all debt&lt;br /&gt;2. give my parents money&lt;br /&gt;3. buy a car&lt;br /&gt;4. fly my nieces out to see me&lt;br /&gt;5. save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.valencia, ca&lt;br /&gt;2. palmdale, ca&lt;br /&gt;3. lancaster, ca&lt;br /&gt;4. provo, ut&lt;br /&gt;5. hawaii in the future haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I have had&lt;br /&gt;1. cold stone shift leader/cake master&lt;br /&gt;2. beauty advisor at beauty express&lt;br /&gt;3. assistant manager at beauty express&lt;br /&gt;4. quality supervisor at human voice&lt;br /&gt;5. floater at sears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go shawna haha...and seeing as youve answered it and i would tag bryce but we'll see if that happens haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway heres a little update...YAY for fish and fish names haha...so I went to bryces parents house the other night and I was hanging out with Seth and I showed him a picture of my fish and asked him to help me name the white one. so first he said "water, yeah cuz they live in water" and then he changed it to "whitey" i wasn't too keen on that one haha he finally settled on a name "optimus prime (o.p.) maximus water" (were calling him O.P. for short haha) so I now have O.P. and Ashtin Water. sad when the excitement in your life comes from naming your fish haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start school full time next week let me show you my schedule...&lt;br /&gt;mon: school 9-4:30, work 5-9&lt;br /&gt;tues: work 9:30-1, school 1:30-10&lt;br /&gt;weds: work 9:30-1, school 1:30-10&lt;br /&gt;thurs: work 9:30-1, school 1:30-10&lt;br /&gt;fri: school 9-4:30, work 5-10&lt;br /&gt;sat: school 9-4:30, work 5-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i work one sunday a month...doesnt that just look splendid haha. but I should be done with school November 22 give or take a few days!! that is super excited! and that means i get to spend the holidays at home with my family (last time before i get married hopefully ;) haha) but itll be so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4929100144124385819?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4929100144124385819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4929100144124385819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4929100144124385819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4929100144124385819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-some-mumbo-jumbo.html' title='just some mumbo jumbo'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-4461461067032143231</id><published>2008-08-12T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:18:38.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 questions</title><content type='html'>I asked for it haha...here are the questions Shawna has selected and told me to answer in complete sentences haha I hope you enjoy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What color is your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;If you really want to get technical...i'm a natural level 7 with my canvas an 8 basically im a light blonde...but actually a strawberry blonde...now im just a whole mess of colors and bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Would you eat the moon if it were made of cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese probably not...bbq spare ribs yes haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Would you eat the sun if it tasted like nacho cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might if i was craving nachos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. what's your idea of a dream vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one where I get to be with my family and relax...but I love going to New York and also Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Growing up what did you imagine your husband to look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked like JTT when I was little and Leonardo Dicaprio then Nick Lachey but actually they didn't just look like those people, I imagined they were those people haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Who was your first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip Altieri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Who was your biggest crush growing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a weekly change, but the above imaginary husbands were probably them haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Why does milk and honey lotion smell like coconut on my skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should smell shawnas skin when she has milk and honey lotion on, mine doesnt smell like coconuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.  When was the last time you had the flu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was in February right before bryce left, but basically anytime its flu season you can schedule me in for it...dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.  What do you like more: Disneyland or New York?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard question...Disneyland is the happiest place on earth, but New York is like my dream haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What friend have you had the longest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawna Lynn Orlando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.  Who do you like more, Jacob or Edward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like both for completely different reasons. Edward is the dreamboy thats who you want to marry and who you want you friends and kids to marry, Jacob is the best friend that I completely understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What is the one thing you wish you could do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I wish I could be done with school haha but I also wish I wcould fly that would be sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What is something you always wanted to do as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I always wants to be an actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What's the number one place you would like to visit in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really want to go to Europe, Do like the whole Great Britain thing, and Paris, and I want to go to Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Do you like to watch sports? which?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Shawnas been watching the olympics haha...I love sports, but I like watching USC football (mostly USC vs UCLA haha) and I love baseball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. What does KPL stand for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i forgot all about this...KPL sounds like a tv network or a radio station but dont be fooled...it means Kasey pees loud haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What's your favorite breakfast food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man I love breakfast!! I like french toast and chocolate chip pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Whats's one thing you can eat every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream!! without a doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. What is your favorite holiday? why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is cliche but Christmas. My family has a lot of traditions for Christmas and theyre wierd things only my family does. No matter how old we get its the same every year. and Yeah we have traditions for like birthdays and stuff, but christmas is the biggest and the one that we get to do these traditions with my nieces and nephews now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was that? is that moer entertaining for everyone? let me know if theres a question you want answered and I will answer it...its like dear abby just dear kasey now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there are still no fish in my house lame. And shawna reminded me of the other name I liked...there are those kodak commercials where the tennis player (i dont know her name) is taking pictures of her dog dolce...dolce gabana, dooney &amp;amp; bourke see where I was remindded?...but anyway I dont know if that name will stick, this is a big deal its like naming your children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-4461461067032143231?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4461461067032143231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=4461461067032143231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4461461067032143231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/4461461067032143231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/20-questions.html' title='20 questions'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5901541764700551428</id><published>2008-08-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:54:58.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school and fishies</title><content type='html'>im wondering why i dont ever clean my room? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is kind of exciting, and it hasnt happened yet (well part of it has ii guess) so today I officially have 1495 hours at school! that means tomorrow i have 1500! thats a big step. only 500 hours to go and everyone tells me the last 500 hours go by fast cause there a lot of paperwork and testing that you have to do. 2008 will definitly end with a bang! i started school almost 2 years ago...okay 23 months ago haha. but it feels like high school, like the length of it, not necessarily the drama. i am so ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I want some fish haha I havent gotten them yet tho. I think I'm gonna get two so they can be boyfriend and girlfriend ;-) *wink* theyll actually be more like husband and wife since theyre living together haha. I already know I'm naming the girl fish Ashtin (I know its a boy name...but what do you think kasey is? im allowed to do that to a fish since Bryce wont let me name a daughter that) but what about her husband? I had an idea the other day but of course I can't remember, I just remembered that I really liked it haha. any ideas? and they need a last name (i have too much brain time on my hands haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like baking but I'm way too tired too...lame-o maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think someone should send me one of those dumb questionares and tell me I have to do it so I stop babbling about dumb stuff!! shawna help me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo speaking of shawna!! i get to see her in about a month YAY! sa tho that I wont see her again for like 18 months :( who wants to take a vacation to Peru with me?? por favor? she told me today what days she thinks shes coming (and kk so you know I told her you two could stay here...but itll cost you...you know what im asking for haha) oh man September is going to be exciting! one of our friends growing up is getting married and sadly i decided not to go id rather finish school. the shawna is coming to see me and shes going on a mission!! and aj is getting home!!!!! it d0esnt even seem like hes been gone very long, but I know to courtney and jacob its been a lifetime. and that means my fam will come up to see him YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone needs to give me something to write about...thanks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5901541764700551428?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5901541764700551428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5901541764700551428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5901541764700551428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5901541764700551428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-and-fishies.html' title='school and fishies'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-3695336657922975619</id><published>2008-08-06T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:58:08.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in  n out post its</title><content type='html'>once again it's almost midnight and I am blogginf instead of cleaning my room...or finishing the last 50 pages of "breaking dawn" but knowing me ill stay up even later to finish it even though I'm falling asleep while typing this and listening to Jack Johson. I don't think I should listen to something so calm when I'm trying to stay awake. I have been exhausted lately, i dont know why i stay up haha.  I did get to do my grocery shopping though...at 10:30 at night...no bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I dont have much to write about I probably bore you as much as I am bored. I could tell you about my client yesterday! I got to chop like 8 inches of hair off!!! that feels so good haha. and I could tell you about my client tonight...oh wait she didnt show up...lame-o. Andrea moved out and now I am in my 3 bedroom apartment all by myself...its like having a house all to myself. With half the appliances and dishes and no tv so no reason to sit in the living room when I get sit in my room (which I can do with room mates). I did finally get my car back and I have to take it back in, theyre retards and Im frustrated with them, it was so much easier when mom and dad took care of all that and took the car in and all that jazz (I should watch chicago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chicage haha I am in the mood to watch the most random movies...Teenage mutant ninja turtles, back to the future, edward scissorhands, romeo and juliet, little miss sunshine and more. I should call in sick and watch movies on the computer in bed all day haha I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo I dont know if I said this before but Randi found out what shes having...a girl!!! number 4 haha poor kids want a boy but no such luck. I asked her to name the baby Brooklyn or Brooke lynn...kind of wierd story so i wont embarass myself haha. But she said no to that BUT we thnk they decided on Peyton Riley...you know like Peyton Sawyer on One tree hill! yup thats right. In that case I should have a whole cast of characters in my family...merdith, mcdreamy, lucas, nathan, brooke, mcsteamy, rachel, ross...i could just mix them up like that haha!! Im lame this is what happens when you dont have much to do while sitting after doing what you need to do (did that make sense) and you also get in n out post its posted all over the desk with pointless reminders, like the fact that wicked will be in salt lake city in april...but wait Ill be moving to Hawaii in January...pointless haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is a complete mess right now I hope you can understand everything and understand it means nothing...OH except!!! I emailed the owner of my school the other day to get information on working in the Hawaii school and the Hawaii school emailed me back and basically told me when I move out there I can have a job! that will be so nice...but yeah other than that nothing too much is going on that is exciting haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-3695336657922975619?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3695336657922975619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=3695336657922975619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3695336657922975619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/3695336657922975619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-n-out-post-its.html' title='in  n out post its'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-1141908483008970666</id><published>2008-07-15T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:50:26.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr brightside...?</title><content type='html'>its almost midnight and i dont know why im up...maybe you could tell me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to work and school today...lame. Everytime i take some sort of a break from that i always feeling like quitting my job and exiting school (you know a real beauty school drop out...there are a lot of them) and head back to california and hang out with the rents and work some lame job for a while. theres that option or running off to hawaii and being homeless cause thats probably what would happen to me. sidenote kind of: spencer and i made a deal that if either of us were about to lose everything we would sell what we had to have enough money for a one way ticket to hawaii and be homeless on the beach there in waikiki. its always warm and you can easily get a lame job there. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is super boring...having a total of 3 customers in 7 hours does not help on a boring day. especially when i didnt take my book cause i thought a big boss would be dropping in today, but after all the hard work getting the store ready, she decided she didnt want to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was better, i wasnt there by myself so i got to talk to people, and i even had 2 haircuts, always appreciated! and i got to have dirty stans (greasy hamburger joint). tomorrow i get to do it all over again, except we have class for the first 2.5 hours, i dont know if ill be able to sit for that long. and then probably no haircut or client...so maybe a scalp treatment for kasey? sounds bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided with the help of bryce that i really want a psp or pink nintendo ds haha. id play the lame girl games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my car still isnt fixed...i wanna sell it but i think my dads telling me no, i dont know what hes trying to tell me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah i guess itll all be figured out sometime...because it definitly needs to be figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ps...it really bothers me when people get what i want haha end of story done and done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-1141908483008970666?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1141908483008970666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=1141908483008970666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1141908483008970666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/1141908483008970666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/mr-brightside.html' title='mr brightside...?'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-2045652325929987868</id><published>2008-07-10T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:57:52.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as per shawnas request</title><content type='html'>an update, as per shawnas request. A lot of stuff has definitly happened. fourth of july was so exciting! every year provo does stadium of fire, a concert and a fireworks show at the BYU football stadium. this year was the blue man group and miley cyrus! they do this really cool thing too, for a lot of the families of deployed military they basically give them tickets, they actually had the families walk out on to the field with signs and stuff and they were supposed to be broadcasting the whole thing in iraq but aj didnt get to see :( my nephew was even super cute (i still need the pictures theyll be here sometime) but it was a very fun fourth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN saturday the fifth the boyfriend came! i got to the airport on time and didnt get too lost so it was good haha. on our way back to provo my car broke...yes broke. and not like a kasey broke like the broken lock, like the car stopped running, sad! but luckily courtney was waiting for us to get back so i was able to call her and she could help us out. we finally got it taken care of and made it to bryces parents in saratoga spring and just hung out for a while. thats actually what weve been doing a lot of, hanging out. we got to go out to eat for bryces 23rd birthday and hang ot with his family and some friends, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i am on  a thursday night bryce is camping and im just hanging out carless watching the girls next door. tomorrow i get to go to the water park with courtney and jacob and i am so excited. jacob makes me laugh so hard and he just makes me so happy, i think hes the cutest kid ive ever seen evver!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah so theres a quick update and a lot of nonsense. there will definitly be more to come its basically the story of my life haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-2045652325929987868?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2045652325929987868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=2045652325929987868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2045652325929987868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/2045652325929987868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-per-shawnas-request.html' title='as per shawnas request'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-5011250619287682334</id><published>2008-06-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:19:39.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numba 2</title><content type='html'>so here I am again getting paid to blog...i should go pro haha. atleast I'm getting paid for more than sitting on my butt, without this that's all I'd be doing. I have things that need to be done but I can't do it, I have to help all the ZERO customers that have come in today (not even a lie...zero customers so far). I've been at work for an hour and a half and I finished my book (haunted...we'll get to that later) and I am just about done with my july schedule I know what I'm doing almost every day in july sad. off subject I'm craving a slurpee and have been like everyday now that its warm. but anyway back to what I was talking about which isn't really anything. but we can talk about haunted. chuck palahniuk wrote this, he's written other books that I've read as well ie fight club (if ur a fan of the movie read the book!) and I've also read invisible monsters. I know his books are kind of dark I guess u could say. but this book was sickening. there were times I think I got a little queezy, wierd. everyone told me it was rally good but they never knew quite how to explain what it was about. and now that I've read it I can't explain it either. although it was disturbing I still couldn't put it down. but I'm done now...any new book suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another new subject...ill just update all the happenings. so andrea is getting married on saturday! tonight we are having her shower and I have cupcakes that need to be frosted and sprinkled, I need to go buy a dress that will be returned next week and I have to buy new shoes (shoes can't be returned haha) so this is all going on and my mom is going to be here friday night!! I am so excited to see her...its going to be short but still so much fun! then as of today bryce gets here to visit and take care of me in 17 days oh man I am way too excited about that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough mumbo jumbo for today ill have to think of something better to write about (like the word blog haha ily bryce)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-5011250619287682334?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5011250619287682334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=5011250619287682334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5011250619287682334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/5011250619287682334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/06/numba-2.html' title='numba 2'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710474700217485415.post-8014894220220490622</id><published>2008-06-05T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:33:58.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>useless</title><content type='html'>so here I am...my first blog here...i am a virgin blogger, and I'm doing this at work and being paid...what a way to go right? I don't have any exciting news or events to really write about, I'm sure it wouldn't keep u entertained all day anyway. but bryce, this does feel good haha. until I know what I'm going to write this is just going to be me babbling on in no direction at all probably just useless information like the fact that I'm wearing new shoes today and it makes me happy and I get to go buy some items of clothing today *cough cough* that's exciting!  today is a good day...period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8710474700217485415-8014894220220490622?l=misskcmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8014894220220490622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8710474700217485415&amp;postID=8014894220220490622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8014894220220490622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8710474700217485415/posts/default/8014894220220490622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskcmorgan.blogspot.com/2008/06/useless.html' title='useless'/><author><name>kasey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06550691196359719174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_--wT3y5vGj0/SWhHp6xmTqI/AAAAAAAAACk/wNMR-fZxwwU/S220/IMG_2473.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
