<?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-6064212679964134042</id><updated>2012-01-10T16:48:52.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I can't bear children...</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is dedicated to those who never thought they could have enough to write about because of their lack of children to write about.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2622009706157062984</id><published>2012-01-05T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:15:52.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence Christensen Obituary: View Florence Christensen's Obituary by Salt Lake Tribune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/saltlaketribune/obituary.aspx?n=florence-christensen&amp;amp;pid=155265282&amp;amp;refsvce=blogger#.TwaRhb8LuVw.blogger"&gt;Florence Christensen Obituary: View Florence Christensen's Obituary by Salt Lake Tribune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2622009706157062984?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2622009706157062984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2622009706157062984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2622009706157062984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2622009706157062984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2012/01/florence-christensen-obituary-view.html' title='Florence Christensen Obituary: View Florence Christensen&apos;s Obituary by Salt Lake Tribune'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5383787704169505364</id><published>2011-12-17T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T17:27:40.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas lifetime movie lessons...</title><content type='html'>After not one but two Christmas lifetime movies today... I learned the following things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quit your job before you get married. If you don't your boss will want you to go away for a business trip right before your wedding and you will inevitably encounter hurricane type storms where your flight home will get cancelled, then you will miss the next three flights due to unfortunate circumstances, have to ride in a car with someone named Buck Sr., ride on a Harley with Big Daddy, and get stuck in Cheyenne Wyoming where a helicopter will have to pick you up to bring you home. You will ultimately miss your wedding by minutes and be forced to get married with a lit up snowman as your backdrop and have your reception in a place entitled Buffalo Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you ever leave someone at the altar, your next marriage will end in failure, and you will eventually end up marrying the person you left in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you hear rustling in your basement, it is probably a small child who has been hiding out down there for an unknown amount of time. You will want to keep him as your own but the man you left at the altar will send him away to spite you, but will eventually fight for the kid to return to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wearing your wedding shoes every day up until the day of your wedding, does not in fact bring good luck. They will end up black and you will miss your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you are ice skating and a guy you have never met is being a creep and taking pictures of you, you will end up marrying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come... as I have four more lifetime movies recorded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5383787704169505364?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5383787704169505364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5383787704169505364' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5383787704169505364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5383787704169505364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-lifetime-movie-lessons.html' title='Christmas lifetime movie lessons...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8213171654257968498</id><published>2011-11-20T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:49:07.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day only...</title><content type='html'>Today I took my sisters family pics... no I am not a photographer. Here is how my point and shoot session went this morning.... Sorry if by posting these pics I spoiled your big Christmas card debut Lindsay, but really no one who gets your cards reads my blog, at least that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ig6xy7DlfPs/TslGlfz64oI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zHclCOxExJ4/s1600/IMG_2686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ig6xy7DlfPs/TslGlfz64oI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zHclCOxExJ4/s320/IMG_2686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSD26ICySLU/TslGt6KHAZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/912sS2fO80I/s1600/IMG_2690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSD26ICySLU/TslGt6KHAZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/912sS2fO80I/s320/IMG_2690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2duSOoqtagQ/TslHCZ1xHrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ur6cEYDoAgU/s1600/IMG_2616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2duSOoqtagQ/TslHCZ1xHrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ur6cEYDoAgU/s320/IMG_2616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFqkYtfpsY0/TslHLqWsF1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/8wIUMeMbQ_Y/s1600/IMG_2631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFqkYtfpsY0/TslHLqWsF1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/8wIUMeMbQ_Y/s320/IMG_2631.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQBqIBkXmVA/TslHUI331HI/AAAAAAAAAVk/suLFsPPNfgA/s1600/IMG_2637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pQBqIBkXmVA/TslHUI331HI/AAAAAAAAAVk/suLFsPPNfgA/s320/IMG_2637.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxZ_1YPs3js/TslHcmjGAUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kqdwDZNN2tI/s1600/IMG_2643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxZ_1YPs3js/TslHcmjGAUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kqdwDZNN2tI/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz1nBKaQ_cU/TslHknQw2iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/os2AEzyc2Sg/s1600/IMG_2651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz1nBKaQ_cU/TslHknQw2iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/os2AEzyc2Sg/s320/IMG_2651.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not call me for any of your photography needs (unless your last name is thompson, I would take some for you too, however will not be in the least bit offended if you go with a professional). Just a fun way to spend a Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8213171654257968498?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8213171654257968498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8213171654257968498' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8213171654257968498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8213171654257968498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-day-only.html' title='One day only...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ig6xy7DlfPs/TslGlfz64oI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zHclCOxExJ4/s72-c/IMG_2686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3332455813221886333</id><published>2011-11-01T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:30:03.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let the Christmas music begin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3332455813221886333?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3332455813221886333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3332455813221886333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3332455813221886333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3332455813221886333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/11/let-christmas-music-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5549523120269877782</id><published>2011-10-29T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:35:34.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46sxLRx2vTE/TqzEf-QCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/E_QwfjiWRkE/s1600/darkest+night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46sxLRx2vTE/TqzEf-QCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/E_QwfjiWRkE/s320/darkest+night.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This has always been one of my favorite quotes. I love it because it makes me think of the gospel and how it brings light into our lives even through the hardest of times. Most of all it gives me hope, and something to hold on to. Lexie I love you and I know the Lord is watching over you and your sweet family during this dark night, and He will bring light to your life through his love and gospel of peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5549523120269877782?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5549523120269877782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5549523120269877782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5549523120269877782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5549523120269877782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-has-always-been-one-of-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46sxLRx2vTE/TqzEf-QCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/E_QwfjiWRkE/s72-c/darkest+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3168213068207583894</id><published>2011-09-26T20:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:12:00.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nate: Are you married yet aunt sam?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Nope, not yet&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay: We need to find her a nice boy to marry&lt;br /&gt;Nate: Like Travis? (age seven), or jake? (age four)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess those are my options these days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3168213068207583894?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3168213068207583894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3168213068207583894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3168213068207583894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3168213068207583894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/09/nate-are-you-married-yet-aunt-sam-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-619576523207734643</id><published>2011-09-12T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:29:49.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days you need to be reminded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-background-themecolor: background1;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;“You are well acquainted with God our Heavenly Father, … for there is not a soul of you but what has lived in his house and dwelt with him year after year [in the premortal existence]; and yet you are [now on this earth] seeking to become acquainted with him, when the fact is, you have merely forgotten what you did know.” - Brigham Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: #F9F6ED; color: #2f393a; font-family: &amp;quot;Throw My Hands Up in the Air&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-619576523207734643?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/619576523207734643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=619576523207734643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/619576523207734643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/619576523207734643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-days-you-need-to-be-reminded.html' title='Some days you need to be reminded...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8603015051756066475</id><published>2011-07-27T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:45:42.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why dont people take me seriously when i say i want to retire at 30?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8603015051756066475?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8603015051756066475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8603015051756066475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8603015051756066475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8603015051756066475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-dont-people-take-me-seriously-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8579487283832260430</id><published>2011-07-21T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:00:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie B. Hawkins - Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Lt6r-k9Bk6o?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song. Always have. Not sure why. But it sure is fun to sing to people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8579487283832260430?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8579487283832260430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8579487283832260430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8579487283832260430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8579487283832260430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/07/sophie-b-hawkins-damn-i-wish-i-was-your.html' title='Sophie B. Hawkins - Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Lt6r-k9Bk6o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7396018448130524871</id><published>2011-07-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T20:53:25.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLrhwR0JE68/Tg6UcBDKm9I/AAAAAAAAATk/iBM-Ancop3g/s1600/me+and+nate+by+thunder+mntn+%25281+of+1%2529_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLrhwR0JE68/Tg6UcBDKm9I/AAAAAAAAATk/iBM-Ancop3g/s320/me+and+nate+by+thunder+mntn+%25281+of+1%2529_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my sister and she recently turned 30. I think this deserves a shout out on my blog. I love her for many reasons but here are just a few (in no particular order)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. She is indecisive. While it drives me nuts sometimes it makes her who she is. It also means that I talk to her a lot because sometimes she just needs help making up her mind... and i'm glad she asks for my input.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. She punched me in the face once... but i also through a piece of cardboard at her arm and it literally cut her and got stuck in her arm. I'm glad we still bring these things up to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. She loves to decorate and try new things... which I appreciate cause she usually ends up inspiring me with new ideas and new projects to tackle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. She is a great mom and will have to help me be a mom... that I'm sure of. And she has cute kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. She loves fountain drinks as much as me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6. She loves junk food as much as me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;7. She loves laying on a raft in the pool more than me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8. She lends me her husband to fix my house too even when I'm sure there is something she needed done at hers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9. When I'm crabby and annoying she calls me out on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;10. Really I just think she's great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you sissy pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7396018448130524871?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7396018448130524871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7396018448130524871' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7396018448130524871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7396018448130524871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-my-sister-and-she-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLrhwR0JE68/Tg6UcBDKm9I/AAAAAAAAATk/iBM-Ancop3g/s72-c/me+and+nate+by+thunder+mntn+%25281+of+1%2529_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-477548911295449517</id><published>2011-06-18T00:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:20:01.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2xfBoXWCSc/TfxRbMe276I/AAAAAAAAATg/iSCZ8Y-qLbg/s1600/MelrosePlace_S1_Final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2xfBoXWCSc/TfxRbMe276I/AAAAAAAAATg/iSCZ8Y-qLbg/s320/MelrosePlace_S1_Final.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to netflix I can enjoy the comforts of Melrose Place in my very own bed. Life doesn't get much better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-477548911295449517?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/477548911295449517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=477548911295449517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/477548911295449517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/477548911295449517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanks-to-netflix-i-can-enjoy-comforts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2xfBoXWCSc/TfxRbMe276I/AAAAAAAAATg/iSCZ8Y-qLbg/s72-c/MelrosePlace_S1_Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5076792722839605232</id><published>2011-06-05T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:13:27.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfqgRFpbfp0/TexT4A9VWHI/AAAAAAAAATc/HXqjBPzA9uQ/s1600/nopainnogain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfqgRFpbfp0/TexT4A9VWHI/AAAAAAAAATc/HXqjBPzA9uQ/s320/nopainnogain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5076792722839605232?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5076792722839605232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5076792722839605232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5076792722839605232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5076792722839605232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfqgRFpbfp0/TexT4A9VWHI/AAAAAAAAATc/HXqjBPzA9uQ/s72-c/nopainnogain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8792796291901993687</id><published>2011-05-21T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:00:50.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've come to the conclusion that I own too much stuff. By the end of the year I hope to have de-junked my life and made things much simpler. Certain things I'm just not sure what to do with though. I own a TON of movies. I really like most of these movies. But I haven't watched one of them in probably a year or so. Between netflix and my DVR... I just don't ever have the urge to pop in a movie anymore. Do you keep them? Donate them? I want everything in my home to have a home.... but how do you get around having drawers of random junk? I'm just not sure how everything in my house will ever have an actual home. My goal for the rest of the year is to simplify. I need you guys to hold me to it. First stop. My room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8792796291901993687?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8792796291901993687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8792796291901993687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8792796291901993687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8792796291901993687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-come-to-conclusion-that-i-own-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8287036976959160141</id><published>2011-05-15T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:33:24.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another birthday suggestion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.itsugar.com/Exclusive_Nerds_Cereal_Box_p/is-1793.htm"&gt;http://shop.itsugar.com/Exclusive_Nerds_Cereal_Box_p/is-1793.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8287036976959160141?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8287036976959160141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8287036976959160141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8287036976959160141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8287036976959160141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-birthday-suggestion.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2157630937626969348</id><published>2011-05-14T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:32:41.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlFEmIIM1Rs/Tc9lJ6-Kk_I/AAAAAAAAATY/bxEGIs7zd4M/s1600/coconut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlFEmIIM1Rs/Tc9lJ6-Kk_I/AAAAAAAAATY/bxEGIs7zd4M/s400/coconut.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am in love with this shower cream And I never would have bought it if Amander weren't in my life. So thank you Mander. And if you in the least bit like coconut... you should try this. I'm okay with smelling like Hawaii.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2157630937626969348?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2157630937626969348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2157630937626969348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2157630937626969348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2157630937626969348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-in-love-with-this-shower-cream-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlFEmIIM1Rs/Tc9lJ6-Kk_I/AAAAAAAAATY/bxEGIs7zd4M/s72-c/coconut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7980274163980541843</id><published>2011-05-09T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:55:53.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQJczDp3pNQ/TcgN6fHpcpI/AAAAAAAAATU/EQuKNKfNt8I/s1600/all+of+us+%25281+of+1%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQJczDp3pNQ/TcgN6fHpcpI/AAAAAAAAATU/EQuKNKfNt8I/s320/all+of+us+%25281+of+1%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this picture sums up the fun we had. How could you not have fun with sisters and the best nieces and nephews? Not to mention the place is full of magic and frozen bananas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7980274163980541843?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7980274163980541843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7980274163980541843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7980274163980541843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7980274163980541843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-think-this-picture-sums-up-fun-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQJczDp3pNQ/TcgN6fHpcpI/AAAAAAAAATU/EQuKNKfNt8I/s72-c/all+of+us+%25281+of+1%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-685437902772133368</id><published>2011-05-07T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:03:33.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday I went to Disneyland. I will post pictures when they are available for stealing off of my sisters blog... but my favorite conversation of the day went a little something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene: Sam, Lindsay, Abbie and Nate in line for thunder mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: I don't feel so good about this. Do they have barf bags on this ride?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: There will be no barfing on this ride cause it will get all over you and all over me and if that happens we are going home.&lt;br /&gt;Nate: Aunt Sam... your a nurse. You clean up barf all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just had to laugh at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-685437902772133368?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/685437902772133368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=685437902772133368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/685437902772133368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/685437902772133368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/05/thursday-i-went-to-disneyland.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5968334174324320145</id><published>2011-04-28T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T09:49:29.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Just put your paws up... cause you were born this way baby."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be a drag just be a queen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not love these lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shamefully in love with the gaga song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5968334174324320145?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5968334174324320145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5968334174324320145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5968334174324320145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5968334174324320145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-put-your-paws-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8175313192724402294</id><published>2011-04-03T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:31:21.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just in case you were having trouble thinking of something to get me for my birthday in two months... I was thinking today this unicorn pillow pet would be on my wish list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn32VfLBIzs/TZkfJenKl2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/M8tiDdLDspQ/s1600/pillow+pet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn32VfLBIzs/TZkfJenKl2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/M8tiDdLDspQ/s1600/pillow+pet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8175313192724402294?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8175313192724402294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8175313192724402294' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8175313192724402294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8175313192724402294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-in-case-you-were-having-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn32VfLBIzs/TZkfJenKl2I/AAAAAAAAATQ/M8tiDdLDspQ/s72-c/pillow+pet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4686774370540834714</id><published>2011-03-28T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:56:57.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID6OtyqE1uw/TZESJ_etnsI/AAAAAAAAATI/uJ_zJ5X3A9M/s1600/rainbow_printableWEB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID6OtyqE1uw/TZESJ_etnsI/AAAAAAAAATI/uJ_zJ5X3A9M/s320/rainbow_printableWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589268575411871426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4686774370540834714?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4686774370540834714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4686774370540834714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4686774370540834714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4686774370540834714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ID6OtyqE1uw/TZESJ_etnsI/AAAAAAAAATI/uJ_zJ5X3A9M/s72-c/rainbow_printableWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7712153798253165325</id><published>2011-03-18T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T13:59:24.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Flb_SQS0TFc/TYPHkE1D-sI/AAAAAAAAATA/LX0Lro-KKxQ/s1600/sam%2Band%2Babs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Flb_SQS0TFc/TYPHkE1D-sI/AAAAAAAAATA/LX0Lro-KKxQ/s320/sam%2Band%2Babs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585527385455065794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little girl plus Justin Bieber in 3d makes for one great afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7712153798253165325?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7712153798253165325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7712153798253165325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7712153798253165325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7712153798253165325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-little-girl-plus-justin-bieber-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Flb_SQS0TFc/TYPHkE1D-sI/AAAAAAAAATA/LX0Lro-KKxQ/s72-c/sam%2Band%2Babs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5929931616938499968</id><published>2011-03-13T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:09:57.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5929931616938499968?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5929931616938499968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5929931616938499968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5929931616938499968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5929931616938499968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1898321458310884320</id><published>2011-02-27T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:39:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend I decided to boot up my college computer that hasn't been turned on in well over two years with the purpose of getting my music off it and throwing it in the trash. These are the things I learned/remember about my itunes circa 2005. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I used to lay on my couch in the fernwood with josh groban and the book of love on repeat. Those were dark days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I watched entirely too much dawsons creek in college. Hence why I have all the music downloaded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The OC introduced me to a whole new variety of sleepy music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Kelly Clarkson was and is still awesome. I think Beautiful disaster is at the top of my most played list. Well done Kelly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Some awesome mix cd's were made in college. Thank you Lexie for many a road trip cd. And really who can forget "the cd" from the avenues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Clearly I didn't care about foul language in college when it came to music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. typing the lyrics to your roommate while listening to songs together is awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. John Denver rocked my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. "I'm not a girl... not yet a woman..." need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More realizations to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1898321458310884320?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1898321458310884320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1898321458310884320' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1898321458310884320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1898321458310884320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-weekend-i-decided-to-boot-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5081672698169326335</id><published>2011-02-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T08:15:18.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amanda and I for as long as I can remember have made a pact to watch this....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEX7DGVOmpQ/TVv14Efx67I/AAAAAAAAASw/e_m2hpyf_10/s320/Watch%2BTitanic%2Bin%2BTelugu.jpeg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574319307429637042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every year. I know your thinking... "really? every year?" Yes really. Every year. And I love it. This years viewing brought about something entirely new. A google session while the ship is sinking (our least favorite part) of fact and fiction that the movie portrays. Heres a little bit about what we discovered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. There was a J Dawson aboard the ship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. James Cameron did the sketch of Kate Winslet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. There were no Picasso paintings on the Titanic as shown in the movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. If you have to go into freezing water, its better to remain still. You lose body heat faster if you try to swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The movie was filmed in Baja so that water was 80 degrees. Kind of ruins the last scene for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Lake Wissota where Jack went ice fishing in Wisconsin is a man made lake that wasn't made until after the Titanic sunk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Apparently there are all kind of bloopers you can find if you put certain scenes into slow motion. Maybe next time Mander. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really the list is like a hundred fold of the many facts and fiction I learned about Titanic this weekend. And this is one of the many reasons why I love Amanda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5081672698169326335?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5081672698169326335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5081672698169326335' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5081672698169326335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5081672698169326335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/02/amanda-and-i-for-as-long-as-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEX7DGVOmpQ/TVv14Efx67I/AAAAAAAAASw/e_m2hpyf_10/s72-c/Watch%2BTitanic%2Bin%2BTelugu.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7761761502496138603</id><published>2011-02-07T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:41:24.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My best cookie creation ever looks a little something like this...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TVAgf9zFeZI/AAAAAAAAASo/FcnemxybkwQ/s320/knife%2Bthrough%2Bthe%2Bheart%2Bcookie.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570988472594168210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Christen for hosting an anti-valentines day cookie party that allowed me to be inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7761761502496138603?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7761761502496138603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7761761502496138603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7761761502496138603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7761761502496138603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-best-cookie-creation-ever-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TVAgf9zFeZI/AAAAAAAAASo/FcnemxybkwQ/s72-c/knife%2Bthrough%2Bthe%2Bheart%2Bcookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-346826745800776985</id><published>2011-01-29T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T20:58:04.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TUTvu6boE7I/AAAAAAAAASc/pKGWsycN5CU/s1600/catpeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TUTvu6boE7I/AAAAAAAAASc/pKGWsycN5CU/s320/catpeople.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567838628574925746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-346826745800776985?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/346826745800776985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=346826745800776985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/346826745800776985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/346826745800776985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TUTvu6boE7I/AAAAAAAAASc/pKGWsycN5CU/s72-c/catpeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7926219357627182597</id><published>2011-01-17T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:55:51.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While being a nurse is much more involved than I ever imagined... the one thing I will never be able to complain about is the schedule. Nothing like working monday, having tuesday off to lay around. working wednesday and thursday followed by a four day weekend. Thank you nursing for being a tolerable job schedule... considering my ideal would be not to have one at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7926219357627182597?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7926219357627182597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7926219357627182597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7926219357627182597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7926219357627182597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/01/while-being-nurse-is-much-more-involved.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4916432122279082342</id><published>2011-01-01T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T13:54:59.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why 2010 Rocked my World....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I made it through nursing school. And I rocked it. And I'm humble about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-dvkBszwI/AAAAAAAAARk/Cv8jM9Oe00Q/s320/sam%2Bpinning.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333905648701186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I was lucky enough to get to spend day in and day out of the last year with some great people at school. Without them life would have been a little more painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-epznvPgI/AAAAAAAAARs/h-JE-YUi-N0/s320/piano%2Bbar.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557334906267188738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I spent some time in the country....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-fvMvnRQI/AAAAAAAAASE/-ASyp6RXXD8/s320/duck%2Bcreek.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557336098422080770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a trip to Europe to visit Kell Bell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-fu-M0c3I/AAAAAAAAAR8/5uzrP0W0UEg/s320/sam%2Band%2Bkell%2Bbell.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557336094518047602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hit up Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-fvEkv2DI/AAAAAAAAASM/jEY4jZ8-yqc/s320/hawaii.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557336096229021746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Had two amazing girls weekends.... First one with Jenners, Kell Bell and Bri. Second with Amander, Maggot, Mar-y, Mags, and Lexie. Love all of you ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Passed my NCLEX with flying colors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Got a freaking job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Have been lucky enough to spend some time with family. I have amazing parents, two wonderful sisters, and the best nieces and nephews. I love being Aunt Sam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-gvaF-UGI/AAAAAAAAASU/ku0rPls9SY4/s320/daisy%252C%2Babbie%2B%2526%2Brudolph%2Bnate%2B%25281%2Bof%2B1%2529%255B4%255D.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 159px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337201517154402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I became a self taught felt playhouse maker. I dont have pictures of them sadly enough. Maybe my sisters will be kind enough and take some pics to send to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I scraped by on the 31st and managed to repaint my family room before the end of the year. I LOVE it. Pics to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I joined the world of flat screen TV's. And its a good place to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow with all the madness of nursing school and depression of being unemployed for a while... this still turned out to be one of the best years ever. Thank you 2010 for being so kind to me. 2011... you have a lot to live up to.&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/6064212679964134042-4916432122279082342?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4916432122279082342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4916432122279082342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4916432122279082342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4916432122279082342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-inspired-me-to-create-new-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TR-dvkBszwI/AAAAAAAAARk/Cv8jM9Oe00Q/s72-c/sam%2Bpinning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4619536779544117432</id><published>2010-12-15T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:00:37.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I made history. Its the first day I have ever done ALL of my laundry and put it ALL away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4619536779544117432?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4619536779544117432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4619536779544117432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4619536779544117432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4619536779544117432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-i-made-history.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4718911469986919135</id><published>2010-12-09T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:20:57.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my facebook statuses sum up this year pretty nicely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TQEd5U4k5bI/AAAAAAAAARY/DHzyDqLaFBs/s1600/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548749086592918962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TQEd5U4k5bI/AAAAAAAAARY/DHzyDqLaFBs/s320/img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-4718911469986919135?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4718911469986919135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4718911469986919135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4718911469986919135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4718911469986919135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-facebook-statuses-sum-up-this-year.html' title='my facebook statuses sum up this year pretty nicely...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TQEd5U4k5bI/AAAAAAAAARY/DHzyDqLaFBs/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7061932404770338430</id><published>2010-12-07T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T20:54:00.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I got a job. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7061932404770338430?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7061932404770338430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7061932404770338430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7061932404770338430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7061932404770338430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-i-got-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5420361313896503766</id><published>2010-11-29T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T12:23:53.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just watched last weeks modern family. It confirmed everything amanda and I have believed for years. Here is the quote to prove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“So smart guys go for dumb girls, and dumb guys go for dumb girls? What do smart girls get?”&lt;br /&gt;“Cats, mostly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm going to add this to my Christmas list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TPQLtNh0pkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TugDSIqLqnk/s320/hairless%2Bcat%2Btattoed.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545069912553465410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And yes I am going to ask for one that has a tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5420361313896503766?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5420361313896503766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5420361313896503766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5420361313896503766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5420361313896503766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-watched-last-weeks-modern-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TPQLtNh0pkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TugDSIqLqnk/s72-c/hairless%2Bcat%2Btattoed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-410569453683115697</id><published>2010-11-23T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:29:56.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a good day for two reasons.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I actually have a job interview next week at the hospital I would LOVE to work at. The only scary part is its a three day interview process in front of a panel of expert nurses. Kill me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I got to take this little girl to the sunshine mall for her birthday to get a princess outfit for her new bear abbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TOxqbK6ZxHI/AAAAAAAAARI/WrPViSJK_ck/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542922256404563058" /&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/6064212679964134042-410569453683115697?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/410569453683115697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=410569453683115697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/410569453683115697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/410569453683115697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-was-good-day-for-two-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TOxqbK6ZxHI/AAAAAAAAARI/WrPViSJK_ck/s72-c/IMG_0381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4297071000549896258</id><published>2010-11-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:47:26.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brandy: Your time would be better spend looking for a husband rather than looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Trust me I've thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;Brandy: Just don't pick up a loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4297071000549896258?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4297071000549896258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4297071000549896258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4297071000549896258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4297071000549896258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/brandy-your-time-would-be-better-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5821484619145301747</id><published>2010-11-17T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:35:04.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today.....&lt;/div&gt;Abbie: Aunt Sam, do you have a family?&lt;div&gt;Sam: What do you mean by that... I mean we are family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbie: I mean do you have kids? Cause I know your not married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam: Nope no kids... you have to get married before you have those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbie: So your alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam: Guess so kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nate: I'm never getting married. And neither are you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam: Well there you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta love the nieces and nephews :)&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/6064212679964134042-5821484619145301747?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5821484619145301747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5821484619145301747' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5821484619145301747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5821484619145301747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6843803651274683294</id><published>2010-11-16T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:59:00.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Rant...</title><content type='html'>I know that my facebook status recently stated my dismay with the fact that resumes really don't show employers how awesome you really are. I feel like when you apply for a job you should have to upload a video with a personal statement. Its a real annoyance when annoying people get your job because their resume "looks" better than yours. What does that even mean anyways?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the same note... when I get emails telling me that I'm not qualified for a basic nursing job... I get all fired up too. Are you telling me that you would rather hire a 60 year old nurse who doesn't wear gloves and spreads disease because she wasn't taught to wear gloves in nursing school over me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's my daily rant. More to come. Probably daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6843803651274683294?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6843803651274683294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6843803651274683294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6843803651274683294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6843803651274683294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/daily-rant.html' title='Daily Rant...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5894769108320630751</id><published>2010-11-05T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:30:33.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been watching a lot of this lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TNQwWFOAEmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cy_j3H0HWIo/s1600/hoarding-episode-1-perreca-kitchen-before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536102997861339746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TNQwWFOAEmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cy_j3H0HWIo/s320/hoarding-episode-1-perreca-kitchen-before.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm a "hoarder" per say. But I do have a lot of junk which I am afraid will one day turn into the picture above and there will be a dead cat in my house and I wont even know it. Needless to say I'm on a mission to de-junk and get organized. I'm just not sure someone who has never been truly organized in their life can change over night. I think there is a reason they give the people on this show therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5894769108320630751?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5894769108320630751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5894769108320630751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5894769108320630751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5894769108320630751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-been-watching-lot-of-this-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TNQwWFOAEmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cy_j3H0HWIo/s72-c/hoarding-episode-1-perreca-kitchen-before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1946342600162628442</id><published>2010-08-13T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:12:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One week and counting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1946342600162628442?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1946342600162628442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1946342600162628442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1946342600162628442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1946342600162628442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week-and-counting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3796407720290092347</id><published>2010-07-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:45:41.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;One month and counting. Then you can call me nurse Sam. That's terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3796407720290092347?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3796407720290092347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3796407720290092347' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3796407720290092347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3796407720290092347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-month-and-counting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2115054015611115228</id><published>2010-06-26T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:17:27.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm not convinced that I would choose to live in Las Vegas if my family weren't here.. but carousel rides and ice cream cones with my sisters and nieces/nephews sure makes it worth the choice to stay put here...Thanks for the invite Al!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TCYnL8eoTII/AAAAAAAAAQg/BYG2v6ghiXc/s1600/Ice+Cream+Collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TCYnL8eoTII/AAAAAAAAAQg/BYG2v6ghiXc/s320/Ice+Cream+Collage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487116282164169858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SAMANT%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SAMANT%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2115054015611115228?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2115054015611115228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2115054015611115228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2115054015611115228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2115054015611115228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-convinced-that-i-would-choose-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/TCYnL8eoTII/AAAAAAAAAQg/BYG2v6ghiXc/s72-c/Ice+Cream+Collage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4611767598512622424</id><published>2010-04-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:29:07.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember how I graduate in less than four months? Cause I do. And its going to be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4611767598512622424?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4611767598512622424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4611767598512622424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4611767598512622424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4611767598512622424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-how-i-graduate-in-less-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-676479328390147883</id><published>2010-03-10T16:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:42:42.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was told I had to blog this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/S5g8B8XOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nmrqcsG4EyE/s1600-h/nate+and+ryan+%281+of+1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/S5g8B8XOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nmrqcsG4EyE/s320/nate+and+ryan+%281+of+1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447169753385676178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/S5g8A9XSaYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/doq3ldcWZTk/s1600-h/ryan+and+aunt+sam+%281+of+1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/S5g8A9XSaYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/doq3ldcWZTk/s320/ryan+and+aunt+sam+%281+of+1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447169736474519938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest little man was born a couple weeks back. His name is Ryan. I love him. I watched him be born and saw him before his parents did. That pretty much makes me his favorite. Ryan... welcome to the world!! I'm glad I get to be your favorite aunt :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-676479328390147883?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/676479328390147883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=676479328390147883' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/676479328390147883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/676479328390147883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-told-i-had-to-blog-this.html' title='I was told I had to blog this...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/S5g8B8XOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQY/nmrqcsG4EyE/s72-c/nate+and+ryan+%281+of+1%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8012608569123753402</id><published>2010-01-12T14:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:41:49.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing off...</title><content type='html'>This is me signing off til May. See you on the flip side of the worst semester ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8012608569123753402?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8012608569123753402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8012608569123753402' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8012608569123753402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8012608569123753402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2010/01/signing-off.html' title='Signing off...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6758180197329678574</id><published>2009-12-27T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:34:27.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic Kingdom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SzhDJopZYsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-Yxxr9EONu0/s1600-h/the+clan+in+line+(1+of+1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420155984349323970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SzhDJopZYsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-Yxxr9EONu0/s320/the+clan+in+line+(1+of+1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a disneyland lover. But I love it even more when you get to go with little ones and watch their eyes light up as early as the parking lot at the thought of going to this magical place. Merry Christmas Marz Family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6758180197329678574?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6758180197329678574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6758180197329678574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6758180197329678574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6758180197329678574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/12/magic-kingdom.html' title='The Magic Kingdom...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SzhDJopZYsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-Yxxr9EONu0/s72-c/the+clan+in+line+(1+of+1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1576483496760948944</id><published>2009-12-15T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:47:57.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it bad these are the kinds of things I find entertaining these days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SygQsA1Fq9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/7vNdlePn4Sw/s1600-h/colin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415596900235979730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SygQsA1Fq9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/7vNdlePn4Sw/s320/colin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one of these for Christmas. It even comes with the following story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Ileum&lt;br /&gt;And the Ostomy&lt;br /&gt;As told by Colin the Colon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This epic saga recounts the journey of our hero, Feceus. We begin near the end of our hero’s passage, in Ileum (the small intestines).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Feceus tries in vain to reach the outside world via the rectum, he finds his way is blocked. He valiantly fights his way into the colon but can get no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clever Feceus takes his mighty scalpel and severs the colon in twain! He then takes the end and pushes it through the abdominal wall to create a new exit into the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new exit became known as the Stoma in this tale,&lt;br /&gt;The Ostomy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1576483496760948944?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1576483496760948944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1576483496760948944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1576483496760948944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1576483496760948944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-bad-these-are-kinds-of-things-i.html' title='Is it bad these are the kinds of things I find entertaining these days?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SygQsA1Fq9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/7vNdlePn4Sw/s72-c/colin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-565325547950113939</id><published>2009-12-14T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:47:31.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its only appropriate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SybcmNvfqAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l5FsfNc2yWg/s1600-h/beary+merry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415258151041607682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SybcmNvfqAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l5FsfNc2yWg/s320/beary+merry.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wish you a Beary Merry Christmas!! One of these days I will be able to top this card and provide you with a new but equally exciting picture of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-565325547950113939?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/565325547950113939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=565325547950113939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/565325547950113939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/565325547950113939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-only-appropriate.html' title='Its only appropriate...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SybcmNvfqAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/l5FsfNc2yWg/s72-c/beary+merry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1722881048434894941</id><published>2009-12-01T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:49:33.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headline of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adam Lambert says he acts the way he does because he used to be fat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those who used to be fat (like me) - feel free to act however you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1722881048434894941?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1722881048434894941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1722881048434894941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1722881048434894941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1722881048434894941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/12/headline-of-day-adam-lambert-says-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1604767584460929873</id><published>2009-11-11T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:27:23.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week I had a homeless patient. And he was also a songwriter. Some of the songs he wrote in the hospital were entitled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only the bad dreams come true"&lt;br /&gt;"Love is for losers"&lt;br /&gt;"Infection"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough that he was willing to share his talents with me and I got to hear one of these songs. It made me miss handing out bus tokens to my homeless friends in P-town. For any of you who don't know me and think I am mocking homelessness right now... I'm so not. Seriously these people are my friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1604767584460929873?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1604767584460929873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1604767584460929873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1604767584460929873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1604767584460929873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-week-i-had-homeless-patient.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2074876261107706550</id><published>2009-10-13T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:23:01.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twice today I have considered putting my fist through a wall. Once when I was talking to the credit card lady on the phone... and a second time when watching the biggest loser. I am either full of rage or just really passionate about life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2074876261107706550?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2074876261107706550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2074876261107706550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2074876261107706550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2074876261107706550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/10/twice-today-i-have-considered-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1531773881067678197</id><published>2009-09-21T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:34:41.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a test tomorrow... and my book is still in its shrink wrap... and yet here I am taking the time to tell you this. Don't worry guys I swear I will still make a good nurse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-1531773881067678197?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1531773881067678197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1531773881067678197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1531773881067678197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1531773881067678197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-test-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8627565320527484499</id><published>2009-09-11T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:03:32.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to my blogging roots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I decided today I needed to go back to posting about nothing... cause thats originally why I started this blog... to write about the most un-important things in life... like perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sqry_2At9pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JBNzBQGPL-A/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380379883491686034" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sqry_2At9pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JBNzBQGPL-A/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago I was with Amanda and Maggie at Sephora here in Las Vegas and I stumbled across this new scent. The words, "this will totally get you a man" came out of both their mouths. Well friends I am sorry to say that two years later its just about gone and I still don't have a man... So I am opening this up to suggestions for a new perfume that WILL get me a man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8627565320527484499?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8627565320527484499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8627565320527484499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8627565320527484499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8627565320527484499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-my-blogging-roots.html' title='Back to my blogging roots...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sqry_2At9pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JBNzBQGPL-A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5728173656244504172</id><published>2009-08-28T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:01:09.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGHLIGHTS...</title><content type='html'>So since I am way behind on the blogging... I thought I would just give you the highlights of my last month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Utah beginning of August for Cassies wedding. I love weddings... and I especially loved being able to go to the sealing this time! I am super happy for Cassie and am excited for her and Jon. I looked not so great in the pics i took so i will refrain from posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend was also wonderful because I got to get together with Maggie, Amanda and Bri. We lived together for about a day but it was the best day ever :) I love how with old friends it doesn't matter how much time goes by without seeing them... you still laugh your head off whenever you are with them. I spent the whole night keeping tabs on what everyone said... girls I think we should start a quote book with our words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYTYCD - yep when I was in Salt Lake for the wedding, I got an email saying that my name had been called up for tickets to the finale. Luckily my friend Laurel happened to be off on Wed/Thurs so we could go down there! We waited for a while on Wed and we watched the filiming of the group numbers, then when we left they handed us hard tickets for the live finale on thursday. We ended up having some time to hit up the beach and see some of the Hollywood junk. It was a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt Lake again... we went up there for about a day to go to the sealing of my aunt kara and uncle alan. My aunt waited forever for my uncle to join the church and it was such a happy day to be there when they were sealed. My whole famliy was there and it was so much fun to spend the day with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am finishing the first week of nursing school. First two days were easy cheese... and then it all went to pot. I feel like for three days now I have been living nursing, and by nursing i mean how to bathe people and change their sheets while they are in bed. Good thing we got to practice on each other huh? Disturbing have your classmate give you a bed bath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5728173656244504172?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5728173656244504172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5728173656244504172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5728173656244504172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5728173656244504172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/08/highlights.html' title='HIGHLIGHTS...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3184446266693184630</id><published>2009-07-27T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:17:33.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart dog shows....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes I have watched many a dog show in my lifetime and yes I maybe sometimes even DVR them if I see that they are going to be on. But its all for a glimpse at these two breeds... I hope to own both someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sm39MVjKu9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/61eSBGqwmPs/s1600-h/westie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363221119653034962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sm39MVjKu9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/61eSBGqwmPs/s320/westie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sm39MKOKmbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BELc8jcM6LE/s1600-h/old+english.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363221116612155826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sm39MKOKmbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BELc8jcM6LE/s320/old+english.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-3184446266693184630?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3184446266693184630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3184446266693184630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3184446266693184630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3184446266693184630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-heart-dog-shows.html' title='I heart dog shows....'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/Sm39MVjKu9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/61eSBGqwmPs/s72-c/westie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5818030889796486139</id><published>2009-07-20T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:41:10.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RESPONSIBLE...</title><content type='html'>This is what I used to be but not so much anymore. Just a warning to all those of you who read this... don't ever trust me with anything that is of value to you. Since realizing that I am a person who loses things which only happened about two days ago I managed to lose someones house key and my camera. And sign up sheets at church. And my keys about a 100 times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5818030889796486139?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5818030889796486139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5818030889796486139' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5818030889796486139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5818030889796486139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/07/responsible.html' title='RESPONSIBLE...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5030889337111506289</id><published>2009-06-18T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:53:25.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HEART BIRTHDAY WEEK...</title><content type='html'>I love birthday week. Most of the time you can't fit in everything and everyone on your actual birthday - so everyone deserves a birthday week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday trip to Costco with the Parents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New iPod purchase accompanied by a case of cherries and Edward Scissorhands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;TUESDAY (actual birthday)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work - at least I got a free donut there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School - got out two hours early&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ward Temple Night &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner/Dessert at Cheesecake Factory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great presents from friends including a GI Joe action figure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves of phone calls and text messages (thanks everyone!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday dinner with my sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping - I have been on vacation from this so it really was a treat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SYTYCD  - enough said&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should have failed my test but didn't&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bajio run with natalie, tyler and laurel &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE CIRCUS! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;FRIDAY AND SATURDAY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;California baby!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5030889337111506289?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5030889337111506289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5030889337111506289' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5030889337111506289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5030889337111506289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-birthday-week.html' title='I HEART BIRTHDAY WEEK...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6376988507191119226</id><published>2009-06-05T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:12:22.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recitals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every time I say I won't do another dance recital again, I find myself up on that stage dancing. And Abbie sure was quite the Ballerina this year too. It warms my heart to see she is following in my footsteps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SilUJHkyuLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/MtzM9TF7Po4/s1600-h/IMGP0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343894948480727218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SilUJHkyuLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/MtzM9TF7Po4/s320/IMGP0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SilUJUoNIvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aCjC4q7ztt8/s1600-h/IMGP0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343894951984702194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SilUJUoNIvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aCjC4q7ztt8/s320/IMGP0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6376988507191119226?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6376988507191119226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6376988507191119226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6376988507191119226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6376988507191119226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-recitals.html' title='Dance Recitals...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SilUJHkyuLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/MtzM9TF7Po4/s72-c/IMGP0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8322250383263284014</id><published>2009-05-19T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:12:53.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two posts in one day...</title><content type='html'>So I went into a bathroom at work today and I usually never use this one but I am glad I did cause this comic was on the door.... and I was dying laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/ShL2c3vHNGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6LpFD8GjLb0/s1600-h/pic13931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337599484245783650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/ShL2c3vHNGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6LpFD8GjLb0/s320/pic13931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-8322250383263284014?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8322250383263284014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8322250383263284014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8322250383263284014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8322250383263284014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-posts-in-one-day.html' title='Two posts in one day...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/ShL2c3vHNGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6LpFD8GjLb0/s72-c/pic13931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2930420479222566006</id><published>2009-05-19T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:52:45.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think the nursing department might have made a mistake in hiring me to shape the futures of the students here at NSC. I mean, I get annoyed when a student comes in and I have to get off facebook or stop playing text twist. I am in charge of orienting them to college even though I failed to attend every/any college orientation that I have been invited to attend. And many of them I actually don't think should ever become nurses, ever. I would rather bleed to death then have some of these people take responsibility for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side I do go to school in a warehouse so really what can be expected... not much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2930420479222566006?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2930420479222566006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2930420479222566006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2930420479222566006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2930420479222566006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-i-think-nursing-department.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7304557374007108846</id><published>2009-05-06T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:10:37.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SgJRFeUwLgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oGIA9sD1K4Y/s1600-h/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332914063241391618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SgJRFeUwLgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oGIA9sD1K4Y/s320/mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On weeks like this week, I question my decision to go back to school. And I too have prayed for the swine flu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7304557374007108846?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7304557374007108846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7304557374007108846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7304557374007108846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7304557374007108846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-weeks-like-this-week-i-question-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SgJRFeUwLgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oGIA9sD1K4Y/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7741791003268857073</id><published>2009-04-28T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:51:43.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teacher: "I know a lot of you have been sick and if you have the swine flu I just need a doctors note saying that you might have it and that you can't come to school anymore. Whatever grade you get on your test I will just forgive..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: "Seriously? I have to have the swine flu?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7741791003268857073?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7741791003268857073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7741791003268857073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7741791003268857073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7741791003268857073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-i-know-lot-of-you-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-388247211553249450</id><published>2009-04-24T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:30:01.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love being an aunt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-388247211553249450?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/388247211553249450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=388247211553249450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/388247211553249450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/388247211553249450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-being-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-30649121171416677</id><published>2009-04-14T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:47:48.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two things have made me feel old this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That my taxes were actually complicated. What happened to the days where I only had one W2 from my summer job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That I have friends of 20 years. I was talking to Vicki tonight and we realized that we became friends 20 years ago and we can remember it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-30649121171416677?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/30649121171416677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=30649121171416677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/30649121171416677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/30649121171416677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-things-have-made-me-feel-old-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4000548180708023387</id><published>2009-04-01T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:43:26.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem with getting into nursing school mid sememster is that you lose all motivation to get anything but a C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4000548180708023387?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4000548180708023387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4000548180708023387' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4000548180708023387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4000548180708023387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/04/problem-with-getting-into-nursing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5120559825216994380</id><published>2009-03-26T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:30:20.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David After Dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did we do for entertainment before you tube?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5120559825216994380?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5120559825216994380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5120559825216994380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5120559825216994380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5120559825216994380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-after-dentist.html' title='David After Dentist'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4807112497647266243</id><published>2009-03-06T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:44:04.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart TV</title><content type='html'>There are two reasons why I currently heart TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The biggest loser. It makes me cry and laugh and I feel like I am a part of these people's lives. And I usually watch it while eating something like chips and queso. Maybe I am just preparing myself to be a contestant someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Soapnet. Yes I have been a soap opera junkie at certain points in my life but for now I love this channel because there are not one but two episodes of 90210 (the old one - I still can't believe they even made a new one) every day. And they go in order. So pretty I can just keep watching and watching and the seasons move very quickly. And i heart it, like I did when I was eight and used to sneak up to my parents bedroom to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4807112497647266243?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4807112497647266243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4807112497647266243' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4807112497647266243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4807112497647266243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-tv.html' title='I heart TV'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4964824634842709969</id><published>2009-02-23T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:04:45.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never thought the day would come...</title><content type='html'>I can truly say that I never thought the day would come where I would quit working at The Gap.... well at least not any time soon. I thought I would for sure get my five year watch at the very least. Funny how things never work out the way we plan them too. I think most were shocked to hear me say that I was actually quitting... like for reals this time. It was a bitter sweet day to leave the people that I have spent the last 3 1/2 years with. They have definitely become family to me and I will miss them... but if I never fold another shirt again it will be too soon! So, I suppose this is the ending of a chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4964824634842709969?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4964824634842709969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4964824634842709969' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4964824634842709969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4964824634842709969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-thought-day-would-come.html' title='Never thought the day would come...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7441387669786927941</id><published>2009-02-12T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:03:04.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it forward...</title><content type='html'>The first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive a hand made gift from me during this year. When and what will be a surprise. There's a small catch though...Post this same thing on your own blog and then come back and leave a comment telling me you're in. Fun, huh? Remember, only the first 3 comments receive the gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I am only doing this because i want lindsay to make me something cool. But I will make you something cool as well... i did get a sewing machine for christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7441387669786927941?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7441387669786927941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7441387669786927941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7441387669786927941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7441387669786927941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it forward...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6655635698696589769</id><published>2009-02-11T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:52:39.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This postcard says it all....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SZPVKiz6U2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HZBJn3KICsY/s1600-h/sulu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301815563465151330" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SZPVKiz6U2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HZBJn3KICsY/s320/sulu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-6655635698696589769?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6655635698696589769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6655635698696589769' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6655635698696589769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6655635698696589769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-postcard-says-it-all.html' title='This postcard says it all....'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SZPVKiz6U2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HZBJn3KICsY/s72-c/sulu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8867698244677433317</id><published>2009-02-03T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:43:18.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless people rock...</title><content type='html'>So I was put in charge of our wards turn to do "Friends of the Desert" or rather feed the homeless today at a church in old Henderson. Kind of forgot how much I kind of like chillin with homeless peeps. For any of you who knew me in college - you would know that I pretty much lived for the day that I was put on bus token duty at my internship - I was saving the world one bus token at a time if you ask bri. So pretty much I am making a goal to find ways in which I can help out more at that church... cause I forget how much homeless people really do rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I totally understand that being homeless is no good - but getting a chance to talk to a group of them today really reminded me how much like me they really are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8867698244677433317?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8867698244677433317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8867698244677433317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8867698244677433317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8867698244677433317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/02/homeless-people-rock.html' title='Homeless people rock...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3121311946792659731</id><published>2009-01-28T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:29:02.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupation: Maid</title><content type='html'>Yes I am proud to say that on my current list of occupations, maid is now listed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3121311946792659731?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3121311946792659731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3121311946792659731' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3121311946792659731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3121311946792659731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/01/occupation-maid.html' title='Occupation: Maid'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-7692343230951078405</id><published>2009-01-01T23:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:20:41.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions never last...</title><content type='html'>They say new years resolutions never stick. Mine was to start eating healthier. I started out good by eating a salad for lunch. I was thinking that this new habit of mine was going to be easy. But somehow pizza and ice cream made its way to my dinner plate. Hmmm.... it can't be good when you throw your resolution out the window on January 1. On a better note... I was happy to see that I blogged my new years resolutions from last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the gospel doctrine lesson and relief society lesson each week before going to church&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a plan to go back to school&lt;br /&gt;3. Get my creative juices flowing again&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a sewing machine and actually learn how to sew.&lt;br /&gt;5. Actually learn how to use my fancy camera and take more pictures&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn how to use photoshop&lt;br /&gt;7. Work on family history... actually get names ready to go to the temple&lt;br /&gt;8. Travel at least once out of the country&lt;br /&gt;9. Find a job that actually makes me use my brain&lt;br /&gt;10. Move into my own bedroom at some point&lt;br /&gt;11. Keep in better touch with friends&lt;br /&gt;12. Start to live the life I imagined for myself - live it for me!&lt;br /&gt;13. Cook more - try making new things&lt;br /&gt;14. Do my laundry when the basket gets full... not when it explodes&lt;br /&gt;15. Spend more time with my famliy&lt;br /&gt;16. Finish painting my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4,7,10,16 check (for the most part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its hopeful that resolving to do something might actually work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-7692343230951078405?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/7692343230951078405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=7692343230951078405' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7692343230951078405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/7692343230951078405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions-never-last.html' title='Resolutions never last...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2210032982569746797</id><published>2008-12-26T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:12:03.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam... what did you get for Christmas?</title><content type='html'>Well... let me tell you what my favorite was. When I open up not one but two Sonicare toothbrushes. Why would you buy me two I ask? Dad replies... his and hers... a good omen for the future. All I had to say was wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2210032982569746797?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2210032982569746797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2210032982569746797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2210032982569746797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2210032982569746797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/12/sam-what-did-you-get-for-christmas.html' title='Sam... what did you get for Christmas?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6087995156766358221</id><published>2008-12-17T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:26:36.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I brought the blizzard home with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYWpdyGzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8HHqmzkGG3Q/s1600-h/IMGP0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280919552923933490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYWpdyGzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8HHqmzkGG3Q/s320/IMGP0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYWJgiUoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lXXEOG-rTT4/s1600-h/IMGP0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280919544345547394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYWJgiUoI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lXXEOG-rTT4/s320/IMGP0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYV6uMwOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GIepcP33lyY/s1600-h/IMGP0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280919540376322274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYV6uMwOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GIepcP33lyY/s320/IMGP0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYVT90LYI/AAAAAAAAANw/vqrj2qUnjzM/s1600-h/IMGP0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280919529972837762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYVT90LYI/AAAAAAAAANw/vqrj2qUnjzM/s320/IMGP0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this NEVER happens here in Vegas... its a pretty big deal. We are not quite sure what to do when the snow actually starts sticking to the road... let alone when some inches of snow start piling up. We don't quite own any snow plows here in sin city. Might be staying in all night...&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/6064212679964134042-6087995156766358221?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6087995156766358221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6087995156766358221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6087995156766358221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6087995156766358221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-brought-blizzard-home-with-me.html' title='I brought the blizzard home with me...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUmYWpdyGzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8HHqmzkGG3Q/s72-c/IMGP0814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6822290627169653718</id><published>2008-12-15T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:05:46.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your grandpa is a ballerina?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUdhHznLCPI/AAAAAAAAANo/wNSdqeDpiuI/s1600-h/wchristensen-portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280295874856683762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUdhHznLCPI/AAAAAAAAANo/wNSdqeDpiuI/s320/wchristensen-portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Nope... my grandpa is a ballerino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even sure if that is a word but Lexie and I came up with it years ago. Thought is sounded right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my favorite parts about Christmas is making the trek up to utah to see Ballet West's Nutcracker. Most of you know that my Grandpa was a ballet pioneer in this country... starting the San Francisco Ballet along with Ballet West. Yep he was pretty cool. Anyways... Ballet West still performs his choreography of the Nutcracker ever Christmas. I remember going to it quite often as a child and thought it would be fun if we could get the whole family together and go again this year. Its always fun to be with my moms side of the family, especially at the Nutcracker. I never really understood how much my grandpa accomplished in his lifetime when I was growing up but it is always fun to get together and honor him and his works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUdhHjmMvgI/AAAAAAAAANg/gf0r6NQagIA/s1600-h/wchristensen-nut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280295870557634050" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUdhHjmMvgI/AAAAAAAAANg/gf0r6NQagIA/s320/wchristensen-nut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6822290627169653718?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6822290627169653718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6822290627169653718' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6822290627169653718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6822290627169653718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-grandpa-is-ballerina.html' title='Your grandpa is a ballerina?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SUdhHznLCPI/AAAAAAAAANo/wNSdqeDpiuI/s72-c/wchristensen-portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3346752418348125768</id><published>2008-12-07T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:46:58.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO CUPCAKE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For mothers day my mom bought me this book... and I became inspired to decorate cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPpQVbItI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-z0U5nUBhig/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250802293613266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPpQVbItI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-z0U5nUBhig/s320/DSC02107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for Christmas time, I roped Brinley (who just took a cake decorating class) into helping me make these... (this image is from the book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPpS-ZY7I/AAAAAAAAANA/BHroG7YbwFA/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250803002336178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPpS-ZY7I/AAAAAAAAANA/BHroG7YbwFA/s320/DSC02102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got creative with the decorating sugars as they are called in the cake decorating world. I also rolled out with a rolling pin some airheads and used a pizza roller to cut up some fruit roll-ups and this is what we got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPphxtWRI/AAAAAAAAANI/XPjvchWzeDo/s1600-h/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250806975650066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPphxtWRI/AAAAAAAAANI/XPjvchWzeDo/s320/DSC02097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except one of them ended up looking like a firecracker... and according to Preston they looked like turtles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPqQ1IBBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uXjQ3VRNiRM/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250819606447122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPqQ1IBBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uXjQ3VRNiRM/s320/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all though it was one of my favorite nights ever.... despite Brinley telling me all my cupcakes were ugly. Which some of them most definitely were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPqWA7_8I/AAAAAAAAANY/QXFQ9ELltFk/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277250820998168514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPqWA7_8I/AAAAAAAAANY/QXFQ9ELltFk/s320/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3346752418348125768?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3346752418348125768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3346752418348125768' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3346752418348125768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3346752418348125768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-cupcake.html' title='HELLO CUPCAKE...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STyPpQVbItI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-z0U5nUBhig/s72-c/DSC02107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5236448198447011318</id><published>2008-12-04T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:42:38.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BESTIES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STjKvU9m2XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DidSjeqniWc/s1600-h/besties+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276189877894306162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STjKvU9m2XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DidSjeqniWc/s320/besties+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There are so many reasons to love the holiday season, but these girls are one the of reasons that this time of year really is the best! Its not every day you meet some girls in Junior High and over ten years later you still find yourself sitting on the same blue couches (thank you Lori for handing them down to Natalie) with the same people like time has never changed. Except now three of you are married, and two of you are moms. Crazy. So here are my shout outs to my besties...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Erinita Lita Cita - it saddens me that you live so far away, but really I am just jealous cause you are living out mine and Kendals dream. There is no way to put down all of the memories but I can't believe how much time has gone by and we sit down after months of not talking and pick up right where we left off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kendal - even though natalie chants "fight fight fight" whenever we start to bicker and even though you did punch me in my mouth once, I still love you. You are my indian outlaw friend and for that I will always love you too. No one else shares the joy in that song like we do - and we love to make others mad by singing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jennifer - the girl who shares my love of crafts and art and anything that involves anything at Joanns. You guys can thank jen cause it was in fact at one of our craft nights where I felt inspired to start a blog. I love that I can call you anytime and chat just like when we were sixteen and you would call me at midnight to talk about boys while watching party of five. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Natalie - Your decision to move .7 miles away from me was the best of your life. Or my life. Either way. It was a good one. I love that you still have those blue couches and I love that we get together when we are 25 and you pull out the pictures of Jen with her bangs or me covered in all you crap while sleeping on the church history trip. Thank you for always keeping the memories alive and for giving us a chance to laugh at ourselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STjKu_SoW0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lOGD7GIMgcg/s1600-h/besties+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276189872076905282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STjKu_SoW0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lOGD7GIMgcg/s320/besties+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is fortunate enough to have their own set of besties...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5236448198447011318?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5236448198447011318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5236448198447011318' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5236448198447011318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5236448198447011318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/12/besties.html' title='BESTIES...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/STjKvU9m2XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DidSjeqniWc/s72-c/besties+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2094363959592429761</id><published>2008-11-30T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:21:39.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK FRIDAY FUN...</title><content type='html'>Yes I went shopping at four a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I also worked from 3 to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I too faced death that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Lindsay and I were doing pretty good. No throwing of elbows at Walmart like I had previously experienced. And then I go to Costco. I was literally standing there and had been for quite some time when a lady comes barreling into me with her shopping cart. First of all she was Asian which made it twenty times more funny to me. Second of all she claimed she couldn't see me. I not so kindly pointed out that she probably could not see me because she had a giant TV in her cart which was blocking her view. I also not so kindly reminded her that instead of running around like a crazy she should take the time to peek her head out from behind the giant TV to see if anyone is in fact in front of her. Then as I suggested she move the TV, and she proceeded to try to move it, I started dying laughing. And to top it all of she informed me that crashing into me hurt her. Like in the end it was my fault. Oh man Lindsay and I were crying. And now I have a bruise on my hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I was wearing basketball shorts, a giant hoodie, and some furry slippers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2094363959592429761?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2094363959592429761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2094363959592429761' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2094363959592429761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2094363959592429761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday-fun.html' title='BLACK FRIDAY FUN...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4761060244238971343</id><published>2008-11-24T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:51:27.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTT BLASTER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SSuSDrCejlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5ucYvxAHycI/s1600-h/butt+blaster.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272468380557676114" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SSuSDrCejlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5ucYvxAHycI/s320/butt+blaster.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken up going to the gym. I know... so not my favorite thing. But this machine entitled the "Butt Blaster" is the key to my hot ase. One day I will have Brinley take a picture of me on the machine blasting my butt away, but for now just create a mental picture in your mind. Don't be alarmed when the next time you see me I can't walk. These things take time, and in the mean time my muscles hate me for my year of inactivity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4761060244238971343?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4761060244238971343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4761060244238971343' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4761060244238971343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4761060244238971343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/butt-blaster.html' title='BUTT BLASTER...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SSuSDrCejlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5ucYvxAHycI/s72-c/butt+blaster.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6750341501683452168</id><published>2008-11-21T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:58:01.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOGLOVER you make me happy.</title><content type='html'>How can you not just die laughing at this... i have contributed many times to the over 800,000 times these videos have been viewed. doglover199709 you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMdWqaN_Tms"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMdWqaN_Tms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBRvV-J-NFQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBRvV-J-NFQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEtP9zQAOI4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEtP9zQAOI4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6750341501683452168?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6750341501683452168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6750341501683452168' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6750341501683452168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6750341501683452168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/doglover-you-make-me-happy.html' title='DOGLOVER you make me happy.'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8654499908182057196</id><published>2008-11-19T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:34:26.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Neighbors...</title><content type='html'>Please stop stealing my trash can. This is twice now that someone has taken something that does not belong to them, and you are forcing me in return, to take someone elses trash can. And don't worry, I take whatever one has been lying in the middle of the street a good two days after trash day. But my original trash can was nice and new and clean and the one I just snatched has something growing on the inside of it. So whoever took my nice new trash can, please return in promptly and I will not ask any questions about what was going on in your mind when you took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8654499908182057196?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8654499908182057196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8654499908182057196' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8654499908182057196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8654499908182057196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-neighbors.html' title='Dear Neighbors...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6773970917707295739</id><published>2008-11-14T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:54:00.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty or creepy?</title><content type='html'>I hope you can tell that because you have seen two posts from me to day it is safe to conclude that I am holding down the fort at my dads office while everyone is out of town. Therefore I blog because I am bored. So thanks to jen I stumbled across these crafts. Please tell me that you appreciate them as much as I do. I have always wanted to find an alternate use for tampons. Check out some of these &lt;a href="http://www.tamponcrafts.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tampon crafts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SR3zVEoC72I/AAAAAAAAAMY/jXF091wcQZI/s1600-h/flower_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268634682437857122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SR3zVEoC72I/AAAAAAAAAMY/jXF091wcQZI/s320/flower_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6773970917707295739?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6773970917707295739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6773970917707295739' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6773970917707295739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6773970917707295739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/crafty-or-creepy.html' title='Crafty or creepy?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SR3zVEoC72I/AAAAAAAAAMY/jXF091wcQZI/s72-c/flower_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8571959182842275473</id><published>2008-11-14T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:43:37.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters...</title><content type='html'>So I decided that since I verbally write letters to the people/things that I am currently hating in my life... i shall blog them as well... so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Gap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why in the world do you care more about your precious payroll hours than you do your employees? Cause while I feel like I have been screwed over recently... in the end it was actually you who got screwed over cause you had to pay me 6 hours worth of overtime. Next time you feel in necessary to schedule me from 9pm - 6am, please note that this time I will in fact leave at 6am. My recent stay til 10am made me hate you more than i already do. Not to mention the fact that I now have bleeding cuticles and my arms look like they have been clawed multiple times by a cat because you are too lazy to have the people in china who make our christmas trees round off the edges so i don't almost bleed to death during the night in the middle of your sales floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Sam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8571959182842275473?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8571959182842275473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8571959182842275473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8571959182842275473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8571959182842275473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/11/letters.html' title='Letters...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-5026978886347211846</id><published>2008-10-30T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:30:40.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW CAN ANYONE RESIST THIS FACE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQpReL1zgDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gNwjWAvtFjY/s1600-h/nate_sad_he%27s_not_on_train_(1_of_1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263108693552234546" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQpReL1zgDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gNwjWAvtFjY/s320/nate_sad_he%27s_not_on_train_(1_of_1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS NOT EVEN AT THIS TRUNK OR TREAT FUNCTION BUT SERIOUSLY... I HAVE THE CUTEST NEPHEW EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-5026978886347211846?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/5026978886347211846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=5026978886347211846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5026978886347211846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/5026978886347211846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-can-anyone-resist-this-face.html' title='HOW CAN ANYONE RESIST THIS FACE...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQpReL1zgDI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/gNwjWAvtFjY/s72-c/nate_sad_he%27s_not_on_train_(1_of_1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6768923759513651673</id><published>2008-10-27T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:46:04.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Heaviest Man</title><content type='html'>For those of you who happened to come to house sometime last fall... you probably watched a documentary on this guy cause I found him facinating. Anywho... I saw an article that he got married. Thought you would all want to see this info too. Cause its a little disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONTERREY, Mexico (Oct. 27) - The world's heaviest man has tied the knot.&lt;br /&gt;Manuel Uribe, who hasn't left his bed in six years, married his longtime girlfriend Claudia Solis Sunday in northern Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="javascript:soKe.pgPopUp("&gt;'I Have a Wife'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQYm1t0TeaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6__jn3VAobQ/s1600-h/manuel-uribe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261935918902901154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQYm1t0TeaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6__jn3VAobQ/s320/manuel-uribe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.aol.com/health/article/700-pound-man-marries-in-mexico/226880?icid=100214839x1212285118x1200727396"&gt;http://news.aol.com/health/article/700-pound-man-marries-in-mexico/226880?icid=100214839x1212285118x1200727396&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manuel Uribe, who was once named the world's heaviest man, got married on Sunday in Mexico. In 2006, Uribe, 43, tipped the scales at 1,230 pounds. He's since lost 550 pounds. Wearing a white silk shirt with a sheet wrapped around his legs, Uribe smiled as Solis, 38, walked down a flight of stairs wearing a strapless ivory dress, a tiara and hot-pink lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;He later broke into tears as a notary declared the couple husband and wife in a civil ceremony attended by more than 400 guests. For the traditional first dance as newlyweds, Uribe and Solis held hands and swayed to a romantic ballad.&lt;br /&gt;A popular local norteno band played accordion-heavy tunes at the reception, which featured a banquet of meat and buttered vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;Uribe's mother, Orquedia Garza, said the groom steered clear of the five-tier wedding cake.&lt;br /&gt;"He didn't break his diet," she told The Associated Press. "His doctors are here and they are watching him very closely." The world's heaviest man has tied the knot. Manuel Uribe, who hasn't left his bed in six years, married his longtime girlfriend Claudia Solis Sunday in northern Mexico. (Oct. 26)&lt;br /&gt;The wedding, which was closed to most media, will be featured in an upcoming Discovery Channel documentary on Uribe, the 43-year-old former mechanic said.&lt;br /&gt;"I have a wife and will form a new family and live a happy life," Uribe told hordes of reporters earlier as they followed him through the streets of Monterrey.&lt;br /&gt;A flatbed truck was brought in to tow his custom-made bed decorated with a canopy, flowers and gold-trimmed bows to the wedding at a local event hall. Two police patrol cars escorted him ahead of a long line of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;Uribe tipped the scales in 2006 at 1,230 pounds, earning him the Guinness World Record as the world's heaviest man.&lt;br /&gt;He has since shed about 550 pounds with the help of Solis, whom he met four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Uribe said he's gunning for a new title: world's greatest weight loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQYoH2eP5CI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dlcX_CX5vpA/s1600-h/fianceREX0204_468x369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261937329975583778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQYoH2eP5CI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dlcX_CX5vpA/s320/fianceREX0204_468x369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-6768923759513651673?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6768923759513651673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6768923759513651673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6768923759513651673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6768923759513651673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/worlds-heaviest-man.html' title='The World&apos;s Heaviest Man'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SQYm1t0TeaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6__jn3VAobQ/s72-c/manuel-uribe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4075742294409460310</id><published>2008-10-23T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:32:36.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>call me crazy</title><content type='html'>Call me crazy but last time i checked it was pretty dangerous to light up your cigarette within a foot of your water heater, your gas powered water heater. You know that one with giant caution signs on it that flammable things such as flames are not good. Yes my neighbors have taken up smoking in their garage. At least they leave the garage door partially opened for some ventilation. So if for some reason you go a while without hearing from me, know that I went up in flames along with the neighbors... Who set up their patio furniture in their garage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4075742294409460310?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4075742294409460310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4075742294409460310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4075742294409460310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4075742294409460310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/call-me-crazy.html' title='call me crazy'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-233990646116080520</id><published>2008-10-21T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:33:52.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self help books...</title><content type='html'>So as I was sitting on my butt this morning... I happened to turn on the TV to ABC family. Actually that was no accident, I love ABC family. But Step by Step came on and I was watching the opening credits and was reminded that Christopher Castille is that that show. Please tell me you know who Christopher Castille is. Now I have this fond memory of sitting at the computer in London and finding this book. I gave it to Margaret as a gift and I think she is the person she is today because of it. So for on one cent you can purchase a used copy on amazon. Much cheaper than therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SP4uZU0kR6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TOWyaqqS7qA/s1600-h/being+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692427436115874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SP4uZU0kR6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TOWyaqqS7qA/s320/being+you.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Its worth the $3.99 shipping. Trust me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-233990646116080520?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/233990646116080520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=233990646116080520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/233990646116080520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/233990646116080520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/self-help-books.html' title='self help books...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SP4uZU0kR6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TOWyaqqS7qA/s72-c/being+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-9164262853293201022</id><published>2008-10-14T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:30:21.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAS STATIONS</title><content type='html'>What is the point of owning a gas station and keeping it open for business if you are not actually going to sell gas? I hope the owners of the mighty mart across the street take note of this post. Also don't put up signs that your pumps are "out of order" when in fact they are actually just "out of gas"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-9164262853293201022?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/9164262853293201022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=9164262853293201022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/9164262853293201022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/9164262853293201022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/gas-stations.html' title='GAS STATIONS'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2322420976731092905</id><published>2008-10-13T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:35:44.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETRACTION</title><content type='html'>I will take back my previous post of quitting blogging and agree to post still... but they may be few and far between. Deal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2322420976731092905?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2322420976731092905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2322420976731092905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2322420976731092905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2322420976731092905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/retraction.html' title='RETRACTION'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-9157296677602170436</id><published>2008-10-12T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:05:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>consider it considered...</title><content type='html'>Dear readers/stockers of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure no one is going to read this cause they think I have dropped out of the blog world, but it is something I am considering. I mean lets get honest. With the little spare time I do have I would rather spend it on my couch watching re-runs of 90210(I can't believe they are trying to remake it) than trying to entertain you with my wit. I mean sure I'm funny and this might be the last line of contact some of you have with me... but I am considering dropping out of blogs. Cause really... if you want to know the random thoughts I have... go to amanda's blog. Cause I think them too. If you want to know what my family is doing... go to my sisters blog. And if you want to know whats in my head just think chemistry... cause its always on my mind. I will let you know either way what I decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-9157296677602170436?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/9157296677602170436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=9157296677602170436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/9157296677602170436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/9157296677602170436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/10/consider-it-considered.html' title='consider it considered...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3567533642466002584</id><published>2008-08-29T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:28:00.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruelty....</title><content type='html'>So normally when I visit Costco I love looking through the double packs of movies... you know... usually one pretty good movie paired with a crappy one that you will probably still watch? Well they are trying to screw people over now by pairing two crappy movies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the pair I found today. If someone viewed both of these movies they would find themselves in much pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SLiTvofipmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qGwctpqNuVw/s1600-h/core.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240100612978419298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SLiTvofipmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qGwctpqNuVw/s320/core.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SLiTkwMGHfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/m_dwGl05HTE/s1600-h/ai_artificial_intelligence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240100426065780210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SLiTkwMGHfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/m_dwGl05HTE/s320/ai_artificial_intelligence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6064212679964134042-3567533642466002584?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3567533642466002584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3567533642466002584' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3567533642466002584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3567533642466002584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/08/cruelty.html' title='Cruelty....'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SLiTvofipmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qGwctpqNuVw/s72-c/core.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-2607255369485011253</id><published>2008-08-17T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:28:39.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does Utah steal all my friends?</title><content type='html'>Utah holds all of my friends. Which is great when you want to visit you get to see so many of them, but at the same time... I am in Vegas... which means that my visits with the peeps of my past are few and far between. I even make friends with people down here and for some reason they still end up in Utah. But no I am not going to move back to utah. I have spent way to many hours painting my house for me to ever leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFc3uIzZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-WKH0a_saJE/s1600-h/IMGP0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235722035346853266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFc3uIzZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-WKH0a_saJE/s320/IMGP0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cassie and I with our cool badges to get into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the church office building. I sure am going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFaRNvedI/AAAAAAAAAH8/TbotpwjTpuI/s1600-h/IMGP0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721990650690002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFaRNvedI/AAAAAAAAAH8/TbotpwjTpuI/s320/IMGP0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mary, Elaine, Mander, Maggie and Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Margaret got married on Tuesday and its always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fun to have little London Reunions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkHX7XYyeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bBrJD_vg8g4/s1600-h/IMGP0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235724149449083362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkHX7XYyeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bBrJD_vg8g4/s320/IMGP0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Audrey, and Keriann. We met in the Fernwood in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Provo and had the best summer of our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGmgM1d1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/xWG_KGpdFYw/s1600-h/IMGP0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723300343478098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGmgM1d1I/AAAAAAAAAIU/xWG_KGpdFYw/s320/IMGP0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a BBQ at Tophers house. Modesty is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utah holds the most beautiful college campus I have ever been to. Even if you are not a BYU lover, you have to admit its an amazing campus. It makes me wish that UNLV or CSN came close... but instead you find cigarettes in the planters. Awesome. I am only a little mad at BYU for not providing me a husband which is somewhat implied when you apply to that school. Just kidding... but some people leave feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFckABACI/AAAAAAAAAIE/f4IWaqcJEs8/s1600-h/IMGP0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235722030053130274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFckABACI/AAAAAAAAAIE/f4IWaqcJEs8/s320/IMGP0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is me and baby Johnny... Keriann let me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;push him around campus just so I could get a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;glimpse of what this would have felt like. It was always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my goal to have a little baby at graduation. Maybe by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going back to school I am being given another chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I really hope people don't take me too seriously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to visit temple square. While I love the Las Vegas Temple... I think the buildings and just the feeling of temple square can't be found anywhere else on this earth. I marvel at that temple every time I see it. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGneRn4FI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BNdrAARBfKM/s1600-h/IMGP0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723317006557266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGneRn4FI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BNdrAARBfKM/s320/IMGP0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salt Lake City Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGmzeZNnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/lGA8tIMDHeY/s1600-h/IMGP0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723305517397618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkGmzeZNnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/lGA8tIMDHeY/s320/IMGP0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cassie and I at temple square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri and Jen...for some reason I escaped without a picture of you. It was fun to go up there and see old friends and visit the many places that made my years in Utah well worth it. Love all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-2607255369485011253?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/2607255369485011253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=2607255369485011253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2607255369485011253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/2607255369485011253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-does-utah-steal-all-my-friends.html' title='Why does Utah steal all my friends?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SKkFc3uIzZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-WKH0a_saJE/s72-c/IMGP0644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-3386500416310734829</id><published>2008-08-11T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:48:22.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm off...</title><content type='html'>Dear everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to Utah tomorrow. Thought you would all want to know since you stock my blog and can't wait for more posts. Just wanted to let you know that there won't be any more posts til at least next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Sam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-3386500416310734829?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/3386500416310734829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=3386500416310734829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3386500416310734829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/3386500416310734829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-im-off.html' title='And I&apos;m off...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1577509950977660290</id><published>2008-08-03T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:22:27.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SJafNyOlNMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZU-Ybk7Tyuk/s1600-h/RoseRedDVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230543076407456962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SJafNyOlNMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZU-Ybk7Tyuk/s320/RoseRedDVD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder why human beings want to torture another human being? Well Friday night Cassie had a date which my friend Brinley and I ended up crashing. So we start watching this movie "Rose Red" only to find out that it is four and a half hours long - and the boy chose it. Why would you ever do that to someone, especially on a first date? It gets worse. You would think that after everyone repeatly falls asleep except for this boy, he might get the clue that it made us want to kill ourselves along with the other people in the movie, but no. As i continually fell asleep, I would awake only to find that the creepstick was still there watching the movie and more importantly, that no matter how many times I fell asleep the movie was still on. Always on. I woke up suffering from PTSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SJae7AB5grI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8_tvdx1dOLk/s1600-h/rose+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6064212679964134042-1577509950977660290?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1577509950977660290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1577509950977660290' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1577509950977660290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1577509950977660290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/08/torture.html' title='Torture...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SJafNyOlNMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZU-Ybk7Tyuk/s72-c/RoseRedDVD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-8015621777924120257</id><published>2008-07-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:36:19.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag your it...</title><content type='html'>I started this list a couple months ago when visiting amanda and she was pretty much holding a gun to my head. I figured since I started it and even went through the trouble of saving it... i would at least finish it. So here are ten things about me that some people find disturbing... others endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I might be one of the messiest people in the world when it comes to my bedroom. Roommates have in fact had to leave me notes in the past asking me to "clean up my crap" if you will. What do they care its not invading their space. But anyways... at any given time it looks like an explosion has taken place... even if I just cleaned it the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can go days without drinking water because soda is my life. I am very well acquainted with the staff at the circle K on the corner of stephanie and warm springs. Let me just tell you that I love that place because they give you the choice of crushed ice or cubed... not to mention they have squirt in the fountain. For those of you who truly know me you would know that squirt is in fact my favorite soda but I have to drink the diet coke because of the headaches... and also so I don't gain 1,000 pounds off squirt alone. My new favorite drink is a cranberry limeaid from sonic. Its probably the worst discovery I have ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Chips and Salsa is my favorite food by far... sometimes chips and taco sauce. Once after I had the flu it was the first thing I wanted to eat when I finally got up the courage to eat again. Sometimes I skip all meals and only eat chips and salsa... burns a hole in my stomach. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have enough shirts to wear a different one every day for a whole year if that tells you anything. Although I just took a few bags to the DI so I should re-count before I establish this as fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have been researching selling my eggs for money instead of actually working for the money. I got concerned about the amount of eggs I actually had in me. According to my calculations I have about 243 eggs left. Give it a couple weeks and we will be another man down. As you can see I care deeply about whether or not I have enough to bear children of my own. I need kids NOW to slow down the egg loss process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love craft time. This one is not embarrassing... unless you think of your grandma in the corning sewing a blanket cause she had nothing else to do with her time. And I am pretty much the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One of my favorite songs in the world is Meatloafs "I would do anything for love". Many of you would associate me with this song if you knew me in my college days. What exactly does he mean when he says... "but I won't do that". Its one of lifes great questions is you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have poor hygiene. Most of you who say you don't wash your hair every day at least shower every day. Not this girl. Its why I am thankful to have found cassie and have her a part of my life cause she is my equal in poor hygiene and it makes me feel normal. The good news is in my opinion you can't tell.... other than the bit of grease in the hair. But I don't smell. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I LOVE LOVE LOVE to take off on a whim. I have not always been like this. I have often been somewhat more on the worry wart side. But I have found this love of not planning and just going and it has always treated me well. Thank goodness for my tent cause it can come anywhere with me and always provides a roof over my head. My most random excursion was a camping trip up to Mt. Charleston... making the assumption that there were in fact places to camp out there. My new philosophy - we don't need to know til we get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. On a serious note - seriously love my family and friends. I have the greatest sisters and I love them and their cute little families. And friends - this includes all of you that I have ever crossed paths with I think the world of you too - all for different reasons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-8015621777924120257?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/8015621777924120257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=8015621777924120257' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8015621777924120257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/8015621777924120257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag your it...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-1297975304240274561</id><published>2008-07-15T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:42:04.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Develop your talents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QFoYBxCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bBGQYrO9VE/s1600-h/IMGP0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489569231586338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QFoYBxCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bBGQYrO9VE/s320/IMGP0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been counseled to develop our talents. Seek out new ones and perfect them. Well tonight my friends.... I did just that. It came in the art form of balloon animals. I have not really made it past the sword, dog, or flying mouse but I believe I can't go anywhere but up with this&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QGRnt-gI/AAAAAAAAAHk/OdVgo-7LF0E/s1600-h/IMGP0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489580303251970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QGRnt-gI/AAAAAAAAAHk/OdVgo-7LF0E/s320/IMGP0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QGPiP_XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aNWNLEXCpDI/s1600-h/IMGP0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223489579743444338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QGPiP_XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aNWNLEXCpDI/s320/IMGP0624.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/6064212679964134042-1297975304240274561?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/1297975304240274561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=1297975304240274561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1297975304240274561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/1297975304240274561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/07/develop-your-talents.html' title='Develop your talents...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SH2QFoYBxCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bBGQYrO9VE/s72-c/IMGP0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4548611660647931469</id><published>2008-07-09T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:04:22.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone should have told me...</title><content type='html'>If only I had known how amazingly comical community college is I would have started taking random classes a long time ago just for entertainment value. Where else can you find someone who and I quote "wants to write vampire novels based from his own experiences" and the boy whose preferred name isn't just dave, but dangerous dave. There is also Alice who does not speak English and Abby who always wears two pairs of glasses. One on her eyes and one on her head. And sometimes they are both regular glasses, not just sunglasses. There is Craig who is 36 and wears extremely short gym shorts and is 36 years old and just can't believe that you can bring coffee into a classroom cause this is his first class. There is also Brittney who has a peg leg and Eddie who has signed up for this class five times and keeps dropping it. We did not see Eddie in class today. Please appreciate the fact that I get to spend three hours a day with these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4548611660647931469?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4548611660647931469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4548611660647931469' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4548611660647931469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4548611660647931469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/07/someone-should-have-told-me.html' title='Someone should have told me...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4529016311583775200</id><published>2008-07-08T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:18:59.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I SUCK!</title><content type='html'>There is nothing more to say than I suck at blogging. As I am trying to set more goals... I am going to once again going to re-committ to the blog. Please look for a recap of the month of June soon. And by soon I mean on Saturday when I actually have some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love - Sam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4529016311583775200?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4529016311583775200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4529016311583775200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4529016311583775200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4529016311583775200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-suck.html' title='I SUCK!'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-6205115735970162906</id><published>2008-05-29T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:10:25.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CABIN FEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-U63Xl_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUNdMBQoumM/s1600-h/the%2Bcabin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205877854639200242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-U63Xl_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUNdMBQoumM/s320/the%2Bcabin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Memorial Day weekend the entire fam went up to&lt;br /&gt;my parents new Cabin in Duck Creek, Utah. We are all excited&lt;br /&gt;to have a place that our family can gather for weekends&lt;br /&gt;and holidays. It ended up being much colder than we&lt;br /&gt;ever imagined it would be in May - still snowing up there!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of our weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-Va3XmAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UBVOZvPIReQ/s1600-h/the%2Bcreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205877863229134850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-Va3XmAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UBVOZvPIReQ/s320/the%2Bcreek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-V63XmBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v1_jv5HJHpk/s1600-h/the%2Blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205877871819069458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-V63XmBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v1_jv5HJHpk/s320/the%2Blake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lake where my dad can't wait to&lt;br /&gt;take us fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78s63Xl6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/_W7-oB9BBZY/s1600-h/abbie%2Bplaying%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205876067932805026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78s63Xl6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/_W7-oB9BBZY/s320/abbie%2Bplaying%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie joined the band and the Memorial Day&lt;br /&gt;weekend party in Duck Creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ta3Xl7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/adPOvDZ8tT0/s1600-h/nate%2B%2526%2Bdaisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205876076522739634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ta3Xl7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/adPOvDZ8tT0/s320/nate%2B%2526%2Bdaisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naters and Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78tq3Xl8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/z-Qb0QJ1Vek/s1600-h/nate%2Band%2Bgrandma%2Bon%2Bbench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205876080817706946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78tq3Xl8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/z-Qb0QJ1Vek/s320/nate%2Band%2Bgrandma%2Bon%2Bbench.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma with Dinosaur Nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ua3Xl9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RrGnBNAdpU/s1600-h/nate%2Band%2Bkyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205876093702608850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ua3Xl9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RrGnBNAdpU/s320/nate%2Band%2Bkyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is such a great older cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ua3Xl-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/f3X5C_jdxqY/s1600-h/sam_kyle%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205876093702608866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD78ua3Xl-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/f3X5C_jdxqY/s320/sam_kyle%2Bby%2Bthe%2Bfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked out by the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zJ63Xl1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/pLUEgMK-IaI/s1600-h/lindsay_john_nate%2Bon%2Brhino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865571032733522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zJ63Xl1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/pLUEgMK-IaI/s320/lindsay_john_nate%2Bon%2Brhino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rhino - dads new favorite toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zKK3Xl2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kq2yvMcVsB0/s1600-h/lindsay_sam%2Bon%2B4wheelers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865575327700834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zKK3Xl2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kq2yvMcVsB0/s320/lindsay_sam%2Bon%2B4wheelers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay and I riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zKK3Xl3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qbtpHZM7BtM/s1600-h/lindsay_sam%2Bready%2Bto%2Bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865575327700850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zKK3Xl3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qbtpHZM7BtM/s320/lindsay_sam%2Bready%2Bto%2Bride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zLK3Xl4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ghDGMy_a67E/s1600-h/the%2Bboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865592507570050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zLK3Xl4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ghDGMy_a67E/s320/the%2Bboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zL63Xl5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/hB03S-g-0Qo/s1600-h/abbie_kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865605392471954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7zL63Xl5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/hB03S-g-0Qo/s320/abbie_kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle and Abbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-6205115735970162906?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/6205115735970162906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=6205115735970162906' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6205115735970162906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/6205115735970162906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/05/cabin-fever.html' title='CABIN FEVER'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SD7-U63Xl_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUNdMBQoumM/s72-c/the%2Bcabin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4535295675212281896</id><published>2008-05-15T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T12:25:45.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monuesday...</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you are wondering what the *%&amp;amp;#^ is monuesday. Let me share my love of these kinds of days. Last summer Cassie and i had multiple days where we never went to bed. There was no end to friday and to beginning to saturday... thus the birth of fraturdays. We love it when two days blend into one because we torture ourselves and stay up all night. We fall asleep so early these days that we were not sure we had it in us. So monday night we went to a ten movie... bowled four games after it... took a trip to the wally world... and then topped it off with buffalo wild wings then a viewing of silence of the lambs. We thought we were going to accomplish a true monuesday til we fell asleep and didn't wake up til the afternoon the next day. Maybe next time we will get it right and get no sleep... and be in pain for days to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4535295675212281896?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4535295675212281896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4535295675212281896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4535295675212281896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4535295675212281896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/05/monuesday.html' title='Monuesday...'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064212679964134042.post-4710995243092771339</id><published>2008-05-10T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:08:08.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How far can you get in 29 Hours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SCZ-vtnngUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/reah4d8Eb2o/s1600-h/IMGP0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198982178010530114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SCZ-vtnngUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/reah4d8Eb2o/s320/IMGP0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Canyon is Behind us in case you were&lt;br /&gt;wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 29 Hours I managed to go to to 2 National Parks, Five States, and drive over 1000 miles. What started out to be a trip to the Grand Canyon quickly ended up including a venture to the four corners. Which by the way there is nothing there so after driving hours out of the way to go all we could do is laugh. Laugh so hard we cried. Then we decided that driving through Arizona again was going to prove to be miserable so we took the north route home and ended up in Zion. Needless to say 1000 miles in 29 hours.... Cassie and I are always full of good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SCZ-v9nngVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QOxZRxtD0ZU/s1600-h/IMGP0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198982182305497426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SCZ-v9nngVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QOxZRxtD0ZU/s320/IMGP0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie and I embracing being in four states at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064212679964134042-4710995243092771339?l=samanthamarz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/feeds/4710995243092771339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064212679964134042&amp;postID=4710995243092771339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4710995243092771339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064212679964134042/posts/default/4710995243092771339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samanthamarz.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-far-can-you-get-in-29-hours.html' title='How far can you get in 29 Hours?'/><author><name>Sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15717956502915601081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z0KEYLh_e80/SCZ-vtnngUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/reah4d8Eb2o/s72-c/IMGP0492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
