tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48385468056375460282024-03-05T20:00:43.560-07:00Adam and Lauren GraffLauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-38270654525236982022011-12-18T10:46:00.003-07:002011-12-18T11:19:11.944-07:00Its been a few months...I have been a bad blogger for awhile! Although lately I really don't have a whole lot to blog about, the only time I think about blogging is when something funny happens. Like today. BUT before I start into that story I will give ya a quick summary of what we have been up to. I think I can sum it up to one word though: WORK. I know lame, but Adam and I have really been so busy with work. Other than that we have been trying to get our house in Murray. There are so many details that go into buying a house--who knew? I am overwhelming Adam with all of my ideas for the house, planning our summer <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">vaycay</span>, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">occasionally</span> emailing him a car I really like. So I have stopped doing all of those things so I don't drive him to insanity.<br /><br />The reason I was going to blog is because of Adam of course. So for a little back ground, Adam is on this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">weight loss</span> kick. AKA we go to the gym more but he still eats whatever he wants. So its not that intense of a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">weight loss</span> kick (He thinks his body will respond to the gym like it did when he was 18). Yesterday we went to the gym, I weighed myself on their scale because I know it is more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">accurate</span> than our scale at home with the dying battery. Adam is really weird about the gym scale, I don't think he has ever used it. We got home from the gym and Adam comes out of the bathroom "I lost 6-7 pounds already! Working out can transform your body so fast <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span>" I just start laughing because I know we need a new battery in that scale. So I make him watch me get on it and it was 8 pounds lower than what the gym scale said! Adam: <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Devastated</span>. Lauren: laughing all day long about this. Sorry Adam, maybe next week you will really drop 6-7 pounds by going to the gym 3x and eating 5,000 calories/day. :)Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-60249462930177050212011-09-21T19:19:00.005-06:002011-09-24T19:29:49.904-06:00I Cried Because I Laughed so Hard. Story Time:As many of my stories do, this one too happened at work. My co-worker Sara (we will call her) just had a baby so she has to pump while she is at work. Well one day we had a few tours/things going on so she decided not to pump in an open office because she didn't want a tour walking in on her, sounds reasonable right? So she decides to pump in the storage office thinking that is a safe bet. Well not safe because Heather (another co-worker; there are just us 3 at our center) and I sent out an email to sell some of the crap in the storage office. Meanwhile Sara sits on the floor to be close to an outlet in the storage office with the lights off (I still don't understand the lights off thing, but ya) and starts to pump. Meanwhile a client comes and gets Heather's keys to get a floor mat from the storage office. And there it happens. He walks in on her sitting on the floor in the corner pumping with the lights off!! She freaked out! She started yelling "Get out, get out of here!!" Client is pretty shocked/stunned: "I just want a floor map" Sara: "No, no just get out of here, I will bring you one, just get out". About two seconds after this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">encounter</span> Sara calls the work line and whispers "A client has just walked in on me pumping, I am not coming out of here." Right as this phone call is happening Client comes back to Heather to give her the keys back and says "Um....ya so Sara was in there...." Heather: "Um, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> did you get a mat" Client "no". Heather runs into my office to tell me what happened as I hang up the phone with Sara...We pretty much lost it from there, I laughed about this on and off all day long. Of course Sara eventually made her way out of the storage office and had to tell us the details and how she "used a vicious yell at Client to get out"... Here is what I think is one of the best parts of this story-- Client comes back to Heather later that day and says "do you know what Sara was doing in there?" Heather "She had a headache and was laying down" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Client</span> "Oh, I thought she was in there doing something nasty with another client or something along those lines. I mean she was in the back of a dark storage office and yelling at me to get out, I didn't know what to think." I still can't get over this story. How embarrassing, poor girl!!! We love you "Sara" Please don't <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">kill</span> me for sharing this story, you know it's funny!Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-35562119285833836752011-09-21T19:12:00.002-06:002011-09-21T19:17:06.738-06:00I quit blogging because of this:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdKjCsUHYpCoYp_n5Ltq1vN693L-lW9KcmgWWapBnP5qYQdOwH17FhT6-MuyHRZRtTSD9fRfnOLHXW-DbuC-y7Oq6A_haZ-oOzxfXNhxQtBmtENayMnHlIAeeHtZat2ql7UHoAaqVgo8F/s1600/Regus+Pic.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654985938324612082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdKjCsUHYpCoYp_n5Ltq1vN693L-lW9KcmgWWapBnP5qYQdOwH17FhT6-MuyHRZRtTSD9fRfnOLHXW-DbuC-y7Oq6A_haZ-oOzxfXNhxQtBmtENayMnHlIAeeHtZat2ql7UHoAaqVgo8F/s400/Regus+Pic.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>My new/old job. All I do is work and sleep. If you need me call my work number. Somebody please give me a life.... </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-39055078756314912872011-05-15T19:32:00.006-06:002011-05-15T19:53:41.826-06:00Lesbian Hike is What We Call it:I looked up this hike before we got to Hawaii. It was only an hour and a half round trip according to the website. So we take off on the hike excited to get to the waterfall. About 15-20 minutes up the trail we run into these two girls, we follow them on the trail for a few minutes. The one pink haired girl tells us she did hike a few years ago <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">bla</span>. We keep hiking. Then we get to a fork in the trail. The two girls think we should go straight. I keep saying I think we should go left. But whatever, they have done this hike before. We keep following them. And following. And following. And following. Pretty soon it has been about an hour. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">reference</span> the website that said it would be an hour and a half round trip.....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGermSeHcB0nOUVr6jsg8M6U5pmSuTCLQK0DCiqXfGzE3OZInw3y2-dl94QYglvnJ-h221URBDdem1iCrOAoo2tRoG9DL3SNwrlfSaYpw3gEk06vFoJmmpS63UMXAuxJVSsv_-JIJNDXNf/s1600/Hawaii+2011+173.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607122958693179426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGermSeHcB0nOUVr6jsg8M6U5pmSuTCLQK0DCiqXfGzE3OZInw3y2-dl94QYglvnJ-h221URBDdem1iCrOAoo2tRoG9DL3SNwrlfSaYpw3gEk06vFoJmmpS63UMXAuxJVSsv_-JIJNDXNf/s400/Hawaii+2011+173.JPG" /></a> JUST THEN--we come <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">across</span> this little sign:<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_i-gkXI0-6ykYWmVmASM4dT-pjRJh-Vt0etFDeCTMQHML4nIpV66HXAhSczQeVBFzzPoUj6IGQEZgVvQLFQBbUGjgn62siGGw0ZxQBywbLoJFvVgOkP2gvu9VpSHVkF1gkte5Y0Jhei3/s1600/Hawaii+2011+175.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607122952931898690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_i-gkXI0-6ykYWmVmASM4dT-pjRJh-Vt0etFDeCTMQHML4nIpV66HXAhSczQeVBFzzPoUj6IGQEZgVvQLFQBbUGjgn62siGGw0ZxQBywbLoJFvVgOkP2gvu9VpSHVkF1gkte5Y0Jhei3/s400/Hawaii+2011+175.JPG" /></a> I almost cried. We were <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">soo</span> tired and hungry at this point! So we turn around and head back. The lesbians took the 6.3 mile route. Hope they had fun.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Uh_5lp5k_exv2y9P5iqRxlsrJOAhmCOCPAN8QgHfQy59LKMsJf9jyUbufsVNDC1MykIwZLy4idoR8hzUexFeDGXd7slEbvfkOtHsfX5Na3OUCLa70t1h75fjIz3lm_Js5-OELy-cKfiY/s1600/Hawaii+2011+178.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607122947235503602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Uh_5lp5k_exv2y9P5iqRxlsrJOAhmCOCPAN8QgHfQy59LKMsJf9jyUbufsVNDC1MykIwZLy4idoR8hzUexFeDGXd7slEbvfkOtHsfX5Na3OUCLa70t1h75fjIz3lm_Js5-OELy-cKfiY/s400/Hawaii+2011+178.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwTeRxQix-YP-fWjYAFIzCCdXRkUInBamMBq7LH8RCYayvFkcuYob4uYhjdZQi315uuXJYPI4MFFpu-zkDUDhSFK_lQ3IrgOpa4QogAv_2jrCo67Y261KFI14t0N_ZzIgMZh7EsNqgl0bZ/s1600/Hawaii+2011+182.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607122940146860610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwTeRxQix-YP-fWjYAFIzCCdXRkUInBamMBq7LH8RCYayvFkcuYob4uYhjdZQi315uuXJYPI4MFFpu-zkDUDhSFK_lQ3IrgOpa4QogAv_2jrCo67Y261KFI14t0N_ZzIgMZh7EsNqgl0bZ/s400/Hawaii+2011+182.JPG" /></a><br />We get back to the fork and turn left. 5 minutes later we get to the waterfall. Lesson learned: Don't follow crazy lesbians with pink hair. Ever.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUJxf3xC6VZTgT72nT5hqSmNS_pcrDzR-hlidSiDLNDgB9zXuYfitO62BX5iOlEnFVjdEAEBQq5hamSjNcIluirTEyL-sXSFs8XKZOtEdqPOS6UlmSSGZe14pn-EDBGyqn4zwcPUK-gnz/s1600/Hawaii+2011+189.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607122935266772450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvUJxf3xC6VZTgT72nT5hqSmNS_pcrDzR-hlidSiDLNDgB9zXuYfitO62BX5iOlEnFVjdEAEBQq5hamSjNcIluirTEyL-sXSFs8XKZOtEdqPOS6UlmSSGZe14pn-EDBGyqn4zwcPUK-gnz/s400/Hawaii+2011+189.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div><br />This is where we get to the waterfall, get attacked my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mosquito's</span>, and yell at Taylor to get out of the back ground of our picture. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span> good times!Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-5817660701540723012011-05-15T19:28:00.004-06:002011-05-15T19:31:50.797-06:00This just happened:Adam: "Lauren, what time is it right now? (He just woke up)<br />Lauren: Um...Almost 7:30<br />Adam: Uggg, shouldn't I be at work by now?<br />Lauren: No response, I just wait for him to figure it out<br />Adam: Oh yeah, its still Sunday. I'm so confused. Comes down stairs and eats ice cream... hahaLauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-82017182104065725802011-05-15T18:43:00.009-06:002011-05-15T19:53:16.957-06:00HAWAII<div align="center">Was amazing! We spent 11 days in Oahu. My family was there for a week, and we stayed a few days after they left. We had <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">sooo</span> much fun! This was our last little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">vaycay</span>/<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">hoorah</span> before Taylor leaves on his mission AND our second anniversary! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">yay</span>! </div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbI4wUTAfKTeNuCPQRtmEl7mrpRTZbVcJwfu8SvZfRxf3hwbeB4_ZDxPgHN-S_bOFeLkS6SXdX1axLfVklyEprWMw30o31LXDnn5aQ8IHjeF9dPG7EfvdJh3haKQfQUpDUAd5BVPbpH7W2/s1600/Hawaii+2011+284.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607115546189613922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbI4wUTAfKTeNuCPQRtmEl7mrpRTZbVcJwfu8SvZfRxf3hwbeB4_ZDxPgHN-S_bOFeLkS6SXdX1axLfVklyEprWMw30o31LXDnn5aQ8IHjeF9dPG7EfvdJh3haKQfQUpDUAd5BVPbpH7W2/s400/Hawaii+2011+284.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7A-keua2AR_n4hkaQbT4N-R0hJTJzfScMVIukFofG0lgwhnwj3wDQaQ1pjMYA53wvhQwOg_YtWvMyk0dBaX0cWXH48tcqDGvm4gpMW6VUUgZbNR4MAQ2CG6oX8JZciUzgK20NixQdvNW/s1600/Hawaii+2011+280.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114713137231010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7A-keua2AR_n4hkaQbT4N-R0hJTJzfScMVIukFofG0lgwhnwj3wDQaQ1pjMYA53wvhQwOg_YtWvMyk0dBaX0cWXH48tcqDGvm4gpMW6VUUgZbNR4MAQ2CG6oX8JZciUzgK20NixQdvNW/s400/Hawaii+2011+280.JPG" /></a> This <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span> was amazing. My salad not so amazing, but the view was awesome and I can never complain about chocolate <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fondue</span>!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfItXbRsgui0NZhhoPpO-f37Qmsa6re_IHXw4D2PHryeYs0oTyPabfSRTiqxJ2LqL7BMq0UXQAX6-b0bryNUJjWqzYDnEwpb2tU_dsBmBMhTvwfnyXJ-9mrRDulsRwjUeG-xysEVqc3bPq/s1600/Hawaii+2011+361.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114705909623058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfItXbRsgui0NZhhoPpO-f37Qmsa6re_IHXw4D2PHryeYs0oTyPabfSRTiqxJ2LqL7BMq0UXQAX6-b0bryNUJjWqzYDnEwpb2tU_dsBmBMhTvwfnyXJ-9mrRDulsRwjUeG-xysEVqc3bPq/s400/Hawaii+2011+361.JPG" /></a><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Polynesian</span> Cultural Center! Yes, that is Adam dancing on stage in the picture below! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hPLDPUVbf4ksR9c-bb9JymAT5IVO1n5KGrxJXtxeABXt-As7NdtZ8hTfsL34C1Ae3nq1ySfh6l2bExnw0Bvq8WWGBHFvs-0uww3VYvsr_kurJ-o0qx3TCEzlle_VQmJgbxzf14ubIAmG/s1600/Hawaii+2011+345.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114703336054114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hPLDPUVbf4ksR9c-bb9JymAT5IVO1n5KGrxJXtxeABXt-As7NdtZ8hTfsL34C1Ae3nq1ySfh6l2bExnw0Bvq8WWGBHFvs-0uww3VYvsr_kurJ-o0qx3TCEzlle_VQmJgbxzf14ubIAmG/s400/Hawaii+2011+345.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2TMieKg2ByPadOmZEir_3tNhNLH7gXgHLD_8BEe8KWOK0uln9LQHH-ek7A5fh88u0wCsFwBnH4-WcOol-0-D2s1IpWL6BAHRrWTq5Ik6W-xUFHGgSI9jGbADwUzTUeXWIgipuyzAfV57B/s1600/Hawaii+2011+151.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114698297489858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2TMieKg2ByPadOmZEir_3tNhNLH7gXgHLD_8BEe8KWOK0uln9LQHH-ek7A5fh88u0wCsFwBnH4-WcOol-0-D2s1IpWL6BAHRrWTq5Ik6W-xUFHGgSI9jGbADwUzTUeXWIgipuyzAfV57B/s400/Hawaii+2011+151.JPG" /></a> Of course we went to Dole!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDn596pSqLdh_qciO_3CtameLRYhfXE0XQLfILMfitldM1_SmQ67g12cMfGYzbzzQifd_13eMVe3Uqk8B5YdlzV_Uvza-ESedL5p4kHqtyo5J-I3Whc8y_4HeWp5i-p7wUiEBJ-y5CJaCt/s1600/Hawaii+2011+105.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607114695605698018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDn596pSqLdh_qciO_3CtameLRYhfXE0XQLfILMfitldM1_SmQ67g12cMfGYzbzzQifd_13eMVe3Uqk8B5YdlzV_Uvza-ESedL5p4kHqtyo5J-I3Whc8y_4HeWp5i-p7wUiEBJ-y5CJaCt/s400/Hawaii+2011+105.JPG" /></a> Boogie boarding. This is me and Taylor's favorite thing to do in Hawaii! Notice that I am out there with my dad. Adam went out for probably 15 minutes. Who is this man that I married? I love this stuff. Me, Taylor and my dad were on the boogie board on and off for over two hours.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHPQ0PeEwgcmD6YDH3D12koS3hPBzD5PdZm9oVd7YHCbSHPFP3j6jrakmS1wt4GEXRLtvdYJCDIGRADbbVYW8HCKAUozz5LOEjjSzBFXGOUqHic5k3chQ-BKPJbv_2nwuyOegwbFpbybW/s1600/Hawaii+2011+060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607113017558059906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHPQ0PeEwgcmD6YDH3D12koS3hPBzD5PdZm9oVd7YHCbSHPFP3j6jrakmS1wt4GEXRLtvdYJCDIGRADbbVYW8HCKAUozz5LOEjjSzBFXGOUqHic5k3chQ-BKPJbv_2nwuyOegwbFpbybW/s400/Hawaii+2011+060.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRH9IJuzvuBl6A9vhVOUn7pAs89RKuuOVMoYtux-GK2f7t_eynVXnBePeOwNitYSMjqRBFgmUl57SVaZE1cUYgK8fERoHm_e0B_XsRdTaOziFgxdzaBCqH_aXW7Izku5GfUFSDfxsNTvSe/s1600/Hawaii+2011+034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607113010288565026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRH9IJuzvuBl6A9vhVOUn7pAs89RKuuOVMoYtux-GK2f7t_eynVXnBePeOwNitYSMjqRBFgmUl57SVaZE1cUYgK8fERoHm_e0B_XsRdTaOziFgxdzaBCqH_aXW7Izku5GfUFSDfxsNTvSe/s400/Hawaii+2011+034.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsqJbcY2YVAUq_CVXvLAvIsPZAUTeqEdSaSDqbJf37SCM0Qdc8WRFgrR5qQW2EDfjgAYqHfpbvU0rKRWnLoHICsx2UIgjdCnIQFVB1GW5PdTbeRYKc95IQ2bdckQWL5-R4wcNH2B7mp4US/s1600/Hawaii+2011+033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607113003942346786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsqJbcY2YVAUq_CVXvLAvIsPZAUTeqEdSaSDqbJf37SCM0Qdc8WRFgrR5qQW2EDfjgAYqHfpbvU0rKRWnLoHICsx2UIgjdCnIQFVB1GW5PdTbeRYKc95IQ2bdckQWL5-R4wcNH2B7mp4US/s400/Hawaii+2011+033.JPG" /></a> Snorkeling is my next favorite thing. Is this as tan as I got? Pretty much. Was this the second day? Yes. This is the gist of what people say to me at work "11 days in Hawaii, where's the tan?" My response is "Um....I'm a little paranoid about skin cancer and wrinkles"</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_UiUL1XOCtSeD4ghQW8xD669tOzIJsimoqrxr688SfUt8cTAlVIenPEX4A-1ceS29FWNZfkIPLZNlrNrui9NZ-29Thda1vNSY4ux_D2geP-Hoq_c4Veki0Z6EAwtekux2wvgBzCwEiSC/s1600/Hawaii+2011+015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607112998403894082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_UiUL1XOCtSeD4ghQW8xD669tOzIJsimoqrxr688SfUt8cTAlVIenPEX4A-1ceS29FWNZfkIPLZNlrNrui9NZ-29Thda1vNSY4ux_D2geP-Hoq_c4Veki0Z6EAwtekux2wvgBzCwEiSC/s400/Hawaii+2011+015.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-80228368857906770012011-04-29T10:45:00.003-06:002011-04-29T10:50:29.776-06:00I Hope They Frame This One Above the Mantel:<a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=460&sid=13299288&pid=124"><span class="Apple-style-span" >ksl.com - Britain celebrates monarchy as Kate, William wed (Gallery Viewer)</span></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-33336071486383593262011-04-10T17:18:00.003-06:002011-04-10T17:39:03.069-06:00Gottcha!<div align="center">April fools was on a Friday. By the time we get to Friday I am just done. Then to add April fools to a Friday makes an awesome combo. So I spent a few minutes in the morning googling April fools jokes. (A few minutes...um...ya...I'll say that) BUT this little baby I came up with on my own. On my lunch I picked up a pregnancy test and had my pregnant friend Erica pee on it. I didn't think Adam would fall for this at all! It is not an original April fools prank. But...He did! It was classic. Best $6 I've spent in a long time. I felt a little bad after though, because he really fell for it! </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3aF4dxe7y7hICtdOlxBEjj_yn1WEklj9wHx3ApvsoVIR7kbOPt4m1l6IgICcrZg9y31fSJ2G0CD8kN_JO4HYQyknLcRC6_x_F4McdiO3f-f3waqvNstdWY8SXhU0AR3b0WE6hJN4SUJ2/s1600/March+Photos+092.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594098530163187810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3aF4dxe7y7hICtdOlxBEjj_yn1WEklj9wHx3ApvsoVIR7kbOPt4m1l6IgICcrZg9y31fSJ2G0CD8kN_JO4HYQyknLcRC6_x_F4McdiO3f-f3waqvNstdWY8SXhU0AR3b0WE6hJN4SUJ2/s400/March+Photos+092.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRszw5JdOqFJpY5XQ0H__RGaiFjl8rw_1RBThpiDCW7ofZjYnfe0SV280OitEn229ezSvqkidIIZaZ53JTat5lPFxSR6gCFXIEXcniA4IkC79HQ9x0Xw_pCX7ilF-SDhPAFoX4YcuUkLvV/s1600/March+Photos+093.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594098526012228706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRszw5JdOqFJpY5XQ0H__RGaiFjl8rw_1RBThpiDCW7ofZjYnfe0SV280OitEn229ezSvqkidIIZaZ53JTat5lPFxSR6gCFXIEXcniA4IkC79HQ9x0Xw_pCX7ilF-SDhPAFoX4YcuUkLvV/s400/March+Photos+093.JPG" /></a> <br /><div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-50051397411600985522011-04-10T17:10:00.004-06:002011-04-10T17:39:38.805-06:00TAYLOR'S MISSION CALL!!!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GrHUbYIBoU4_0kFFuCvrppyPt_TGY1nyduVdMtC5_5lvOaEMDIi8pAlAt5OSSJYAmOCHUWnw36itmw3HV5us0jQbLdgwZGcGiVB-3V7E8mx0ZNndNatMBZB4sVQoC7Eh9zkAezPgxuyX/s1600/March+Photos+065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096827038268066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GrHUbYIBoU4_0kFFuCvrppyPt_TGY1nyduVdMtC5_5lvOaEMDIi8pAlAt5OSSJYAmOCHUWnw36itmw3HV5us0jQbLdgwZGcGiVB-3V7E8mx0ZNndNatMBZB4sVQoC7Eh9zkAezPgxuyX/s400/March+Photos+065.JPG" /></a> He was so nervous reading the call; it was awesome, a room full of people and Taylor stumbling over words! <br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Bjj4ECQaD28HsI0s12mF9YVF74u9kAx6_P0GB11QRjWUzYaAi8o9fZngbg1IGVlLSjEMhuGoO_sEUQsjaO2aHktQsxSzJ2e0h-ICVEIkW8vOxZLaUVI6TMkw0cE7jyKUEFKzd459onEY/s1600/March+Photos+076.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096822184875074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Bjj4ECQaD28HsI0s12mF9YVF74u9kAx6_P0GB11QRjWUzYaAi8o9fZngbg1IGVlLSjEMhuGoO_sEUQsjaO2aHktQsxSzJ2e0h-ICVEIkW8vOxZLaUVI6TMkw0cE7jyKUEFKzd459onEY/s400/March+Photos+076.JPG" /></a> He is going to Honduras! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span>! My guess was way off. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioT6jpYbpqgRjc_3IPO93swD7qgOx2TePeICbUeRiy7hHts57h7TqFdMV7ZgA8LdYdxYeZEDQr-LNiZ7EwR1B6zXqFdk9GcG6o3Vp64Fkm6FIMdJ312xOWABY10oJ7lvhq-j2bM3zFqCVm/s1600/March+Photos+073.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096817923425362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioT6jpYbpqgRjc_3IPO93swD7qgOx2TePeICbUeRiy7hHts57h7TqFdMV7ZgA8LdYdxYeZEDQr-LNiZ7EwR1B6zXqFdk9GcG6o3Vp64Fkm6FIMdJ312xOWABY10oJ7lvhq-j2bM3zFqCVm/s400/March+Photos+073.JPG" /></a> I love my little brother! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4LKh-yfdJJ31oCBboisl1l0oeI1pPBCfQpZDiPUQEj-QwWSTDdMnaQpCz0qplxd-bM7-idQZM4AEFlYw3cSrPxkpf2RJCLfXmCLvLMsIGDM1zWXFmZ2osTw_l-IRW9njsgAcLtUSZiS1/s1600/March+Photos+070.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096813369077954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4LKh-yfdJJ31oCBboisl1l0oeI1pPBCfQpZDiPUQEj-QwWSTDdMnaQpCz0qplxd-bM7-idQZM4AEFlYw3cSrPxkpf2RJCLfXmCLvLMsIGDM1zWXFmZ2osTw_l-IRW9njsgAcLtUSZiS1/s400/March+Photos+070.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-BaNpQE2nCovCbmV7ENAbvnyMbg0UwRg4LIYJuplfq7Gw3yTI9K7vbLvdL-TnZlkRBRVKdmO6Mi3A0D4hzBXNaFJrRROF-2JgbjyLZeQVhk_MaKdmYs2NzgczZ4Ra7Tsun6RCPIPgZNVt/s1600/March+Photos+069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594096808992252450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-BaNpQE2nCovCbmV7ENAbvnyMbg0UwRg4LIYJuplfq7Gw3yTI9K7vbLvdL-TnZlkRBRVKdmO6Mi3A0D4hzBXNaFJrRROF-2JgbjyLZeQVhk_MaKdmYs2NzgczZ4Ra7Tsun6RCPIPgZNVt/s400/March+Photos+069.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div>Congratulations Taylor! We are excited for you!!! <br /><div></div></div></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-12359775245341760082011-04-10T16:58:00.003-06:002011-04-10T17:40:11.633-06:00Time For a Little Catch Up--Adam's Birthday!<div align="center">Adam is now 27! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span>! I think he had a pretty good birthday if I must say so myself. We stayed at the Alaskan Inn in Ogden--it was awesome! I booked the Eagles Nest room--everything eagle! </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqQbCj4aT_1AOrP1eSrAhyWgw2WFGETPZzQsp7Pq6jcuhmgdwm7cQdjq51xHb1Mbl1-SgNFLU0REGJdxCAlDzSx6LDxeQ_XxvBmtlCsEZO86Qyhod2mC21nB9fy1ahPQdeSE3j37brEtq/s1600/March+Photos+019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094252061273474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqQbCj4aT_1AOrP1eSrAhyWgw2WFGETPZzQsp7Pq6jcuhmgdwm7cQdjq51xHb1Mbl1-SgNFLU0REGJdxCAlDzSx6LDxeQ_XxvBmtlCsEZO86Qyhod2mC21nB9fy1ahPQdeSE3j37brEtq/s400/March+Photos+019.JPG" /></a> <br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDxUCrw8wK6k0XIWrBfdve3pWz6cwURSJDDfkf-b1oUpO0TKbsM0qNqRr5LVH8SR_Pvzt1TY_AyWdPSJwHrnTRkKxjSw6rip-4QthDP_q9mYgmfY9L94O47ehULd7Up1IYfWx_V3S2t6G/s1600/March+Photos+021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094246504750066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDxUCrw8wK6k0XIWrBfdve3pWz6cwURSJDDfkf-b1oUpO0TKbsM0qNqRr5LVH8SR_Pvzt1TY_AyWdPSJwHrnTRkKxjSw6rip-4QthDP_q9mYgmfY9L94O47ehULd7Up1IYfWx_V3S2t6G/s400/March+Photos+021.JPG" /></a> Yep, everything eagle.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSu2pAmw-kY4gJ0KWh4K2KeErHBzcj_a-M5KU6skDpUEP91mJ_cgK5DOERmST_kpe0XAzNYo1wseT_c-j8tnmONxaL-_m5GavXggD864sI_tTH5amqoG5My5aERE3KTw695PsOH6viDa2r/s1600/March+Photos+038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094245728723650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSu2pAmw-kY4gJ0KWh4K2KeErHBzcj_a-M5KU6skDpUEP91mJ_cgK5DOERmST_kpe0XAzNYo1wseT_c-j8tnmONxaL-_m5GavXggD864sI_tTH5amqoG5My5aERE3KTw695PsOH6viDa2r/s400/March+Photos+038.JPG" /></a><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Martnelli's</span>, cookies, and romantic music was playing when we got there! And naturally an eagles cry. (Broke one of those glasses) <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3K4xi9Ymti_pHiXowGOt4mNyhYgAzKQFjU0VYlnCMJM0M2zTXx9WzX592q3mMQLqveeTjAHalxzKWoOFeaVcArGaBUZsM8xlOE3Vph23TC_G7Ebm4FNGyVLo8yRzqyn5nihwq1pK3K3IO/s1600/March+Photos+041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594094235756269362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3K4xi9Ymti_pHiXowGOt4mNyhYgAzKQFjU0VYlnCMJM0M2zTXx9WzX592q3mMQLqveeTjAHalxzKWoOFeaVcArGaBUZsM8xlOE3Vph23TC_G7Ebm4FNGyVLo8yRzqyn5nihwq1pK3K3IO/s400/March+Photos+041.JPG" /></a> Breakfast was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">sooo</span> good! We ate way too much and it was worth it! </div><br /><div align="center">Happy Birthday Adam! </div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-69686695373603537562011-03-22T13:51:00.002-06:002011-03-22T13:55:49.317-06:00Dear Cadbury Mini Eggs,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjao4hc-UWueAhByGeQRrqKheC28xX9iiycxUpjlXP9a4nU7qtzQxKH0bdnTVQKwdEL0VAyWHKxn1GzxLNP4CBIGXbwwfMFlX_dqCZCwGSruxlcb0YfPNXBHxR7xpdBlvEPXcAe0TsJPqdJ/s1600/cadbury-mini-eggs.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586995234132352690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjao4hc-UWueAhByGeQRrqKheC28xX9iiycxUpjlXP9a4nU7qtzQxKH0bdnTVQKwdEL0VAyWHKxn1GzxLNP4CBIGXbwwfMFlX_dqCZCwGSruxlcb0YfPNXBHxR7xpdBlvEPXcAe0TsJPqdJ/s200/cadbury-mini-eggs.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPVW5A1fSvUdYxO9GQOoKT7lczOl2qxoNQvak_QpmoS8IdOHhqQQj6vEvFHIEWYSXRgiU6hrdX9gRLAbi54TZz3eGTEpVI_yJahHuzd7iVNIWERDXsEN2wU1UCSoTacbGc-_xtmqygyR6/s1600/cadbury-mini-eggs.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>When I am feeling self concious in a swimming suit in Hawaii I blam you.</div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-72150799241078186562011-03-22T13:43:00.004-06:002011-03-22T13:50:38.595-06:00This is Me:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigttdl29vgd2Tj7WYM2Rdde-04kaWlGPu1sTdIR2AwFrhOISEEMBY8Dv7uNaUAlyu_JPMAWwQGxTsuySnLa69L3CCxttEn_rt_Gi4Rwg6NZMHv-t_w-BaDhEqkFH2jZ3TxY3w37kUd_DRI/s1600/wq-money-woman.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586992390720441362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigttdl29vgd2Tj7WYM2Rdde-04kaWlGPu1sTdIR2AwFrhOISEEMBY8Dv7uNaUAlyu_JPMAWwQGxTsuySnLa69L3CCxttEn_rt_Gi4Rwg6NZMHv-t_w-BaDhEqkFH2jZ3TxY3w37kUd_DRI/s400/wq-money-woman.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Because Adam got a job!!!! YAY! I am so happy! Two incomes? What are we going to do with all of this excess cash? haha ok enough fun. Back to reality.....But I am so excited! Good job Ad! </div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-60313751603247436162011-03-17T21:33:00.004-06:002011-03-22T13:40:22.143-06:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Adam says this to me:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">"I was sitting in my underwear ordering shoes off Sears.com when I realized that I never have to go into another store again! They are going to send them right to our door!!"</span></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-1396836648371417782011-03-09T13:52:00.003-07:002011-03-09T14:02:13.529-07:00Root Canal. I am Irresponsible.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZdBt3IMsXS1TbLaR4ghLNK32SlM94yZS0odrOsSsBf8vdFCt4D2jNJr5mubDG_5SuuaGAF1g0E6DHGhH3m1-GzsvcqwBg0m2FQDtcpr1340_LYoe9_hFNztbyR3_lMySpXkzBqSPt4kvC/s1600/rootcanal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582186283952840498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZdBt3IMsXS1TbLaR4ghLNK32SlM94yZS0odrOsSsBf8vdFCt4D2jNJr5mubDG_5SuuaGAF1g0E6DHGhH3m1-GzsvcqwBg0m2FQDtcpr1340_LYoe9_hFNztbyR3_lMySpXkzBqSPt4kvC/s400/rootcanal.jpg" /></a> Kill me. I have to get a root canal tomorrow. A) $800 B.) Why is it so expensive? I have insurance. C) I officially am on my works <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">insurance</span>--I feel like such an adult. D.) I will feel like an official adult when I get off my parents cell phone plan...not sure when that is going to be. E.) <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Apparently</span> I was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">supposed</span> to pick up my anti-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">biotics</span> for my root canal 3 days ago=maybe I won't be having a root canal tomorrow? F.) how am I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">supposed</span> to remember all of these minor details like picking up a prescription? My mom always did these things... Wish me luck!<br /><div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-22978514157917950972011-02-22T13:38:00.009-07:002011-02-22T13:53:31.515-07:00In this Lobby....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQqlxQGOEp8GyNwuiMCq0NWTp9s7tl9BVYM36h-uaekuKMzx_t0zgYgFGABDHNXE3x4naYbBP-7itIf9QJaWi01sXNvXgZWqB_nDE03mX0tpYJ_EIxeCZExL9SXy9mt_nOUDl_1vEiiA6/s1600/Lobby2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576617022002625298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQqlxQGOEp8GyNwuiMCq0NWTp9s7tl9BVYM36h-uaekuKMzx_t0zgYgFGABDHNXE3x4naYbBP-7itIf9QJaWi01sXNvXgZWqB_nDE03mX0tpYJ_EIxeCZExL9SXy9mt_nOUDl_1vEiiA6/s400/Lobby2.bmp" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0CbzRRDDbMpJol9Ajr-JviGjCt6647i-WM9d_grc3oaA_6Zi7GhQ68wh5KzEzFmd3jMicR6OdH5La9QPgCySXob1b6lCZvlhHVPaVkOJcZZ3OxRRH6tEoLqlLt0fQ9Y0V06xO_8s2vb0/s1600/Lobby.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576616924822042594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0CbzRRDDbMpJol9Ajr-JviGjCt6647i-WM9d_grc3oaA_6Zi7GhQ68wh5KzEzFmd3jMicR6OdH5La9QPgCySXob1b6lCZvlhHVPaVkOJcZZ3OxRRH6tEoLqlLt0fQ9Y0V06xO_8s2vb0/s400/Lobby.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih3-patOKSpMNpcUPBjY_5CBJ7m2gqQ20uwfNZvsYtB2N6C6ShbciXSvJxEl1FgK1Qny9ynmtYhlWHnlUs4qTpeUR1SYumvBvQ3SCciFWxd4sEmnAMN7uVSLZrVpqbCobWa4ck9CzwjOca/s1600/Level+1+Lobby.bmp"></a><br />In this lobby I have witnessed one of the funniest things I have ever seen. My dear beautiful, hilarious, talented, pregnant friend Erica fell off the chair at the front desk. My favorite part was that we were being so serious before this happened. She didn't just miss the chair and fall on the ground, she hit the end of the chair so it flew out from underneath her and went about 5 feet away. And she didn't get up. She sat under the desk as if nothing had happened trying to fix the computer. My next favorite part was that it was a full lobby and everyone got super awkward. I was crying because I was laughing so hard. I love my <a href="http://www.davincisuites.com/">job</a>. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzbOwE_3A7u7_FNHPh30l0_C9-NPSXSf75_GOB76hb9jN9heeApIrzpx2-LIqtqiLp75OitYddAsMLstjvA7YSy32MICuZh74zb3b9pjev5PG0DC8qsgxCAm5woQ8NSyFizHXPfoBW81f/s1600/Lobby.bmp"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-87604551476643727092011-01-09T16:00:00.004-07:002011-01-09T16:25:55.134-07:00The MOST Embarrassing Thing I Have Ever Said...I have had <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">sooo</span> many embarrassing things happen to me in my 23 years but this one tops it all off! Adam always brings it up. He brought it up yesterday so I thought I should share it with the blogging world! Here is goes: I was dating/not dating/going out with/hanging out with this guy (he was a total tool), I'll call him Jeff. Jeff had told me about his family a bit and I knew his parents <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">because</span> my friends and I rented our house on campus from them. He had told me about his crazy handicapped sister, and his sister that lived in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">SLC</span>. So I think he only has 2 sisters. We were in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">SLC</span> at his sisters house and his other sister Lacy comes over, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">naturally</span> i think she is the handicapped sister right? Right. So I didn't think she seemed very handicapped, but whatever, she was a bigger girl, seemed a little different--handicapped. Jeff's mom comes over and we start chatting. She asks "have you met Jeff's handicapped sister?" Me: "Yes, I met Lacy last night" Jeff's mom: "What? Lacy's not handicapped!!! Hannah is handicapped! You thought Lacy was handicapped?" Me: "Um...no. I didn't think she was, I had never heard about Lacy so I though she was..." Jeff's mom=pissed. I have never felt so awkward in my life.Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-64699507153303015622011-01-09T15:46:00.002-07:002011-01-09T15:59:29.050-07:00Late Thanksgiving!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZaAWoYLskS-rGchIBuxcRvCqx-zaKaDm__IVGmivA4-2u5ef2JtiM_dajRRi2u0Az56DkTXNcWgfA_IoOiy8ffdknDujxJbYuZ2aFrSeEAGSM_ghuY2pWp_O7ZuUJGC3bPDx0BFNXDZY/s1600/Dec+2nd+KSL+items20.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323669809258178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZaAWoYLskS-rGchIBuxcRvCqx-zaKaDm__IVGmivA4-2u5ef2JtiM_dajRRi2u0Az56DkTXNcWgfA_IoOiy8ffdknDujxJbYuZ2aFrSeEAGSM_ghuY2pWp_O7ZuUJGC3bPDx0BFNXDZY/s400/Dec+2nd+KSL+items20.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaRSk7ANxmr4MTkAifql7F3ST6429nKntCi39e7uW4hEtnqyvcUVgxVS8rA5yqr-sRCnL8HmTywhyphenhyphen8Km9w8TsWC0x3e0DRizSkp1Hfe5pPmayhdBLSUftZOJBqrCN0dsXLySRvq1X7ooP/s1600/Dec+2nd+KSL+items1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323665642157586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaRSk7ANxmr4MTkAifql7F3ST6429nKntCi39e7uW4hEtnqyvcUVgxVS8rA5yqr-sRCnL8HmTywhyphenhyphen8Km9w8TsWC0x3e0DRizSkp1Hfe5pPmayhdBLSUftZOJBqrCN0dsXLySRvq1X7ooP/s400/Dec+2nd+KSL+items1.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3d662jQvaoAzukd3vRA_CLcr04VsOeZyoWEnrrzYIwglAA9Eq7BDVl9XBuEajCJy_pZKpkCTZpTTowBbJxrnb9RG0u9cwWFaCVTg1X50Q50EB_l6q5kZZtLMPLOjuFWLphyqpcKD8EIV/s1600/DSCF1936_2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323659984310402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3d662jQvaoAzukd3vRA_CLcr04VsOeZyoWEnrrzYIwglAA9Eq7BDVl9XBuEajCJy_pZKpkCTZpTTowBbJxrnb9RG0u9cwWFaCVTg1X50Q50EB_l6q5kZZtLMPLOjuFWLphyqpcKD8EIV/s400/DSCF1936_2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQRzPq22izk-yjWBmz6QlqHI6kLS7IAhNY0sR94yJTucztORPGeKwp53RIoMcNd-U6zF_05sj3xVE5iSQTRBorMswlKZkFl99DhuRnvbLKifY2TPncejkv7pL-z6Kcx8R43n4yfTyAdJcX/s1600/Dec+2nd+KSL+items3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560323654432940242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQRzPq22izk-yjWBmz6QlqHI6kLS7IAhNY0sR94yJTucztORPGeKwp53RIoMcNd-U6zF_05sj3xVE5iSQTRBorMswlKZkFl99DhuRnvbLKifY2TPncejkv7pL-z6Kcx8R43n4yfTyAdJcX/s400/Dec+2nd+KSL+items3.JPG" /></a><br />WAY late Thanksgiving! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Naturally</span> I would add Christmas with all of these late photos but someone (Adam) lost my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">sim</span> card! I am going to kill him! Anyways...We had Thanksgiving at my Grandma and Grandpa <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Niederhauser's</span> house this year! I love my family!!!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-63197831764048175042010-12-29T22:36:00.000-07:002010-12-29T22:36:11.909-07:00This Storm Did Happen.Left work at 4:16. Got home at 5:56. This is true.<br /><a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=13813950">Powerful winter storm pummels Utah - ksl.com</a>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-88548032285494453712010-12-29T22:09:00.002-07:002010-12-29T22:18:50.998-07:00I've Never Been Called Creepy...Until Now...Short story:<br /><br />I'll cut to the chase: Adam and I were in the slow lane driving on the icy road. This random <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Altima</span> starts following us way close. Adam says "get off my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ahh</span> buddy". The guy turns right and gives us the stare down as he passes. What do we do? We decide we should follow him. Yep. We followed him home...pretty far. We are creeps. And the best part is that we had to turn around <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">because</span> he lives on a dead end street. He <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">defiantly</span> knew we were following him. Dear <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Altima</span> guy don't stare people down you never know how crazy they will be.<br />We thought we were pretty funny...writing this post it doesn't do it justice, you should have been in the car, it was much funnier then.Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-44058352266211523542010-12-16T14:30:00.002-07:002010-12-16T14:32:00.604-07:00Lauren=MIA<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Time sheet</span>=101 hours. The end.Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-20999722065800359142010-11-14T14:21:00.003-07:002010-11-14T14:34:53.287-07:00BFF's Wedding!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpBA9OJBTDKIX71y6hjjUIgKuWyyM1GmR031-ZJakwJyjPhjQn6XFHpS7AW0x_bQE3o3Uc384deL9q0RqL1CNbAPzkod6QMpBK2FIldEfPAdOOtBxhYRjTZwNlw8Yz2piwidX2vGVgD-5/s1600/SAM_1337.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519890587692434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifpBA9OJBTDKIX71y6hjjUIgKuWyyM1GmR031-ZJakwJyjPhjQn6XFHpS7AW0x_bQE3o3Uc384deL9q0RqL1CNbAPzkod6QMpBK2FIldEfPAdOOtBxhYRjTZwNlw8Yz2piwidX2vGVgD-5/s400/SAM_1337.JPG" /></a> My best friend got married!! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span>! It was seriously perfect, just like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawni</span>! The weather was beautiful, the pictures were amazing, her reception was the coolest reception I have ever been too and of course beautiful couple! This picture was the only one I had of them riding off on their scooter--how funny are they?! Loved it!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYzAezH1GGyq39IPqVxrzUmJqKBMN5IvBYdArQScec_U6fMGaVzk7wscYMyEM3USFjPolDPVgPFqGJJf54NWUTuD5LVq4SppR9bkMMzdiRR-pFU8zdIbWveAAm0_4lxcrZ9QU-waFT3mEU/s1600/SAM_1321.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519882845620754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYzAezH1GGyq39IPqVxrzUmJqKBMN5IvBYdArQScec_U6fMGaVzk7wscYMyEM3USFjPolDPVgPFqGJJf54NWUTuD5LVq4SppR9bkMMzdiRR-pFU8zdIbWveAAm0_4lxcrZ9QU-waFT3mEU/s400/SAM_1321.JPG" /></a> Beautiful <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawni</span>! I love her.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5AQEJctZSvMrwxJslZtwwhdvybwYZrcMVVhhrAmwzAvUOtpX-HXQO4iJCC_olW95paVoB2omWMjoEWcRfsAgapblWzaPy7Ox5GF7_Qn2I1PgdFGaGoe03JBDcPQ6b55WmVioXZ0ysYfP/s1600/SAM_1316.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519873603004242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5AQEJctZSvMrwxJslZtwwhdvybwYZrcMVVhhrAmwzAvUOtpX-HXQO4iJCC_olW95paVoB2omWMjoEWcRfsAgapblWzaPy7Ox5GF7_Qn2I1PgdFGaGoe03JBDcPQ6b55WmVioXZ0ysYfP/s400/SAM_1316.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawn</span> lost the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">guarder</span> so she just tied a tie around her leg, thanks to one of Chad's friends! This is Chad pulling his head out of her dress and saying; I can't use my teeth its tied to tight! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMSMBMGN9Wq-jnZY6TAV6ex1n_knLvvK41Lhz-d4UEphyphenhyphenP2XBN0qnnhawuChlUEgbQkhNTMRaKfviRl1SmQqffKd070dM1YSRYah0VO-ad1SGQ0JmNaQD2SAGVABAFDQa5fdI2eHLlQL-/s1600/SAM_1295.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519862865506434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMSMBMGN9Wq-jnZY6TAV6ex1n_knLvvK41Lhz-d4UEphyphenhyphenP2XBN0qnnhawuChlUEgbQkhNTMRaKfviRl1SmQqffKd070dM1YSRYah0VO-ad1SGQ0JmNaQD2SAGVABAFDQa5fdI2eHLlQL-/s400/SAM_1295.JPG" /></a><br />If you know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawni</span> you know she had dancing at her wedding! Adam is dancing with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">some one's</span> baby we don't know!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwGB4DVsrxuuKmbCcgJ050UqBxgGlwRbNkETIGmjKSG0hHNuHbu0FjbHWVdAx9E-_TRTulG5aQQbXJTIgdpo1vTVOu-fFPYTJddYqrGTORgwqieSOyRQ89Ig3w1_B4kDfbGzyle1kWkMrs/s1600/SAM_1288.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539519854149833394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwGB4DVsrxuuKmbCcgJ050UqBxgGlwRbNkETIGmjKSG0hHNuHbu0FjbHWVdAx9E-_TRTulG5aQQbXJTIgdpo1vTVOu-fFPYTJddYqrGTORgwqieSOyRQ89Ig3w1_B4kDfbGzyle1kWkMrs/s400/SAM_1288.JPG" /></a><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawni</span> is cool and also had Cold Stone at her reception!<br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-91183036665613334972010-11-14T14:04:00.004-07:002010-11-14T14:35:45.472-07:0023rd b-day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2V1_i-_nnUcPXhof_Lz-D7zNABFukK6fuM0AYnhLwBEpl2O-rOz76oSK5vMOgIrNUzG1I79c9_dkckZ8DpS73zOj6cZRj57jihr7fhUauyTqKc9k0lbeEpJGqudjxSOvMnoRMEmD2fYmo/s1600/SAM_1266.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516103457413586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2V1_i-_nnUcPXhof_Lz-D7zNABFukK6fuM0AYnhLwBEpl2O-rOz76oSK5vMOgIrNUzG1I79c9_dkckZ8DpS73zOj6cZRj57jihr7fhUauyTqKc9k0lbeEpJGqudjxSOvMnoRMEmD2fYmo/s400/SAM_1266.JPG" /></a> I LOVE ADAM! I had such a fun 23rd birthday! We went to my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">favorite</span> bed and breakfast in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Heber</span> <a href="http://www.johnsonmill.com/">(the Johnson Mill)</a> and shopped ALL day; and went to dinner at night. Loved my birthday! Adam is such a romantic, and I love it! At the b&b they have this cute little pond on the property that we took a canoe around one night.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-ZmydRfxoyoZWV_KWe-CuMwUGzT5gxMSwA1dbgIrUW7-U-DvcmasL55LBaNpS5oS0BZPa-gyOgtLQEExvIDXvd6UT77u7hcQZ_AftrUBAe5IgLdfN1roje46Vp9mtozWx6eirbcvNb8g/s1600/SAM_1258.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516096872229698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-ZmydRfxoyoZWV_KWe-CuMwUGzT5gxMSwA1dbgIrUW7-U-DvcmasL55LBaNpS5oS0BZPa-gyOgtLQEExvIDXvd6UT77u7hcQZ_AftrUBAe5IgLdfN1roje46Vp9mtozWx6eirbcvNb8g/s400/SAM_1258.JPG" /></a><br />I just love this picture! Its from My 21st <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">birthday</span> when Adam and I were dating! He always spoils me! I love him!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRcOcwvAH68XdDC1J4JShEROkpS0CqsCQX0iKs-Qu5s2m-qanIe6W9skYy1rzFTPv2v5acJWeBjPqDHDJDI0XRELQM-F5K2lAnJYk6rKr8ks27_YEg22H3qXYhv2Ces4Tl-FQcekqgqNL/s1600/Lauren%2527s+21st+B-DAY+NIGHT%2521+027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539516093141123970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRcOcwvAH68XdDC1J4JShEROkpS0CqsCQX0iKs-Qu5s2m-qanIe6W9skYy1rzFTPv2v5acJWeBjPqDHDJDI0XRELQM-F5K2lAnJYk6rKr8ks27_YEg22H3qXYhv2Ces4Tl-FQcekqgqNL/s400/Lauren%2527s+21st+B-DAY+NIGHT%2521+027.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-91547878764045198142010-11-03T13:10:00.004-06:002010-11-03T13:26:50.949-06:00My Secret Obsession is...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSgt5LOAkVPJolK3mi4V5QZ6mptIclN3ovYrQEa0HZSP7Ls2_1dmD4qMCj34ok68JHcV9gzM4FoctsY-T25jkuzQlftri9Ks3zmdd_zgFTAmK1ncBZCBR8ia5WBFyv16R09FRcad6Swu4/s1600/what+not+to+wear.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535403131944853874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSgt5LOAkVPJolK3mi4V5QZ6mptIclN3ovYrQEa0HZSP7Ls2_1dmD4qMCj34ok68JHcV9gzM4FoctsY-T25jkuzQlftri9Ks3zmdd_zgFTAmK1ncBZCBR8ia5WBFyv16R09FRcad6Swu4/s400/what+not+to+wear.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiin7Y5TxZcMFREyjgQMWf7dHm8T_B-4sMds5MxaGPn-ggThFwW4HXatOFwuBeEQ77KcHGCzM9CoIeCgiZBOzStGRfbRszVe5927s2r64rQF6uc1A1Jvog7xYvY0w-mNXv2IJrZMEKs7Tbd/s1600/stacy-london%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535403128165753410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiin7Y5TxZcMFREyjgQMWf7dHm8T_B-4sMds5MxaGPn-ggThFwW4HXatOFwuBeEQ77KcHGCzM9CoIeCgiZBOzStGRfbRszVe5927s2r64rQF6uc1A1Jvog7xYvY0w-mNXv2IJrZMEKs7Tbd/s400/stacy-london%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">WHAT NOT TO WEAR!</span></div>I am addicted to the show. It is seriously my favorite. Sometimes when I call my parents on Sunday my mom and I talk about the episodes we have seen that week! We really do. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">haha</span>! on<a href="http://busybeelauren.blogspot.com/"> Busy Bee Lauren </a>they asked her who her style icon was...I thought about mine....UM....no one....wait...Nope, Stacy London!! I love her. She is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">trendy</span> yet classy. I want to be her. Yes, I want to be Stacy London. haha that is my confession for the day. </div>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-13121717351360020682010-11-02T13:37:00.003-06:002010-11-02T14:09:17.000-06:00From a Month Ago to Current:<ul><li>MOVED. Enough said. Leads to my next point:</li><li>House is a mess, why do I have so much useless crap?</li><li>BUT no more second hand smoke</li><li>BUT I feel like 75% of the people in Utah County are weird!! Seriously. You have to live there to get this. </li><li>"<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Maintenance</span> Required" light is on in my car</li><li>The registration is expired on both of our cars, wish me luck when I drive! </li><li>My birthday was AWESOME! That will be the next post...When we get around to calling Comcast for internet! (I feel so disconnected without internet!)</li><li>Adam had a root canal</li><li>Adam had an ear infection</li><li>Adam is still sick</li><li>We are shutting down my center at work--lots of awkward situations with clients... Good news: I will still have a job. Bad news: Word on the street is that I am going to be sharing my job with another girl at the Sandy center...Pretty sure it won't take two of us to do one job. I feel like this is a demotion...lame</li><li>Have you seen the construction in Utah County? It is a joke! And yes, I drive though that everyday! </li><li>Back to good news: My best friend <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Tawni</span> gets married on Friday! I am super excited! And that means four day weekend! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hallelujah</span>! </li><li>Current. </li></ul>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4838546805637546028.post-13352757643381297792010-10-10T15:05:00.005-06:002010-11-02T11:00:04.142-06:00A Few Things I Must Document Before We Move....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2Ek90GYEozsZhAgs_fAjZ8B4hYoqZC-b8RljZVzpmvwyWFhy_4kVIQVyNFMxpg_EEiUMnRaL6kKxl_X-PV5BRM_xkzl-O5H9rbCDlFPNivK6GHEzGKZn2UeDDZgeF_KzU2egqNxyL1UZ/s1600/TOM.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526527690599372850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2Ek90GYEozsZhAgs_fAjZ8B4hYoqZC-b8RljZVzpmvwyWFhy_4kVIQVyNFMxpg_EEiUMnRaL6kKxl_X-PV5BRM_xkzl-O5H9rbCDlFPNivK6GHEzGKZn2UeDDZgeF_KzU2egqNxyL1UZ/s400/TOM.jpg" /></a> Yes, you heard it right, we are moving! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Hallelujah</span>! Right now we live in an "OK" apartment, I call it ghetto and Adam gets mad because I guess he doesn't think its getto. Well it is. Here are a few things we laugh at about living here:<br /><ul><li>First our apartment, smallest living space ever! And so annoying. I am just all around disgusted by it. </li><li>TOM: our neighbor. Whenever I see Tom he is in a wife beater tank top, holding a beer in one hand, and a cigarett in the other. And he always yells "Hey bud how are ya" Once he called me Miss America; that's a pretty big jump from 'bud' don't you think? We do love Tom though, he is soooo funny! We'll miss him, except for the second hand smoke he gives me. </li><li>I think it is ghetto because I am seriously afraid of most of the people here. They are scary, I don't do the laundry by myself (plus this creepy Spencer guy lives by the laundry room and he talks my ear off)! Yes, we use a pay laundry facility at our apartments. Brings me back to my first year of college except my apartment was WAY nicer! Ug.</li><li>In front of our apartment complex is a trailor park. During the 4th of July we were standing on our porch watching them, Tom told us that after dark police don't go into that neighborhood! haha </li><li>Brings me to my next point, there was a sign on the sidewalk pointing to the trailor park that said "Yar sale" They somehow missed the 'd' hahaha! </li><li>I think those are all my points. I am just sooooo happy to move. Maybe I will take a few pics of this place just for memory sake! Maybe not, I just want to get out of here! The end. </li></ul>Lauren Graffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02963885322775846376noreply@blogger.com4