<?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-6930375400338431678</id><updated>2011-12-29T11:08:34.715-08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='bikes'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='feeling crafty'/><category term='holla-day'/><category term='disney'/><category term='exhibits'/><category term='places'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='food'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='family'/><category term='family history'/><category term='music'/><category term='projects'/><category term='school'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='starting off'/><category term='facing fears'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Is-A-Bee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5236422811809313933</id><published>2011-11-18T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:01:15.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Little Job Update</title><content type='html'>I have been at my job for a little over six months now and everything is going great.&amp;nbsp; I love pretty much ever aspect of my department and the role that I play in it. I feel like I have learned so much and am truly grateful to meet all of these amazing teenagers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5236422811809313933?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5236422811809313933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5236422811809313933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5236422811809313933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5236422811809313933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-job-update.html' title='Little Job Update'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-1832249662176201387</id><published>2011-10-12T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:01:53.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lets face it NY has a big piece of mi corazon</title><content type='html'>Now that everyone is settled into their classes at school, I feel like I am majorly missing out on going to school myself. I had to withdraw from the CSUN masters program, at first it was very disappointing but I'm OK with my decision now. It turned out that my job was not going to pay for the program, so of course I withdrew.&amp;nbsp; This brings me back to the fact that I feel that I made the wrong decision by choosing to work full time as opposed to applying to grad school in New York.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I love my job it is incredibly rewarding and the kids in the program are so amazing. But a huge part of me believes that I should have completed my applications and just moved to the city once I got into a program. There are so many times in the day when I think about New York and wish I was there. I think that there is a reason why I am still here maybe it is waiting for me and coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4l0HUD4QQA/TpZvi2bdD2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/KGiQ8GNEVEg/s1600/timessq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4l0HUD4QQA/TpZvi2bdD2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/KGiQ8GNEVEg/s320/timessq.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo of me the last time I was in NY, its been far too long but I hope to go back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I need to stop with the what if's and live my life!! This is the city I live in at this point of my life, and I need to start making the most of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-1832249662176201387?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1832249662176201387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=1832249662176201387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1832249662176201387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1832249662176201387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/10/lets-face-it-ny-has-big-piece-of-mi.html' title='Lets face it NY has a big piece of mi corazon'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4l0HUD4QQA/TpZvi2bdD2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/KGiQ8GNEVEg/s72-c/timessq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-2818052022589770763</id><published>2011-09-22T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:55:37.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Stuck in My Head</title><content type='html'>Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face&lt;br /&gt;Do You Realize - we're floating in space -&lt;br /&gt;Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry&lt;br /&gt;Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Realize, by The Flaming Lips aka the best live band ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-2818052022589770763?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2818052022589770763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=2818052022589770763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2818052022589770763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2818052022589770763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/09/stuck-in-my-head.html' title='Stuck in My Head'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4585647997013002597</id><published>2011-09-20T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:48:52.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Grad school dropout</title><content type='html'>OK so I really didn't drop out of school by choice. Long story short, the program i began wouldn't take my fee waiver from work so they allowed me to leave instead of having to pay for all of the classes out of pocket. Meh, its OK the program was crappy anyway better things are on the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4585647997013002597?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4585647997013002597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4585647997013002597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4585647997013002597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4585647997013002597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/09/grad-school-dropout.html' title='Grad school dropout'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-9031878006505318430</id><published>2011-09-07T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:02:29.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>He's Not Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you  will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once,  causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making  mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going  to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will  give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him,  don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze.  Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him  when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because  perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for  you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="journal-add-comment-area-wrapper"&gt;&lt;form action="/process/CreateJournalEntryComment?moduleId=3203189&amp;amp;entryId=10787904" id="postform" method="post" name="postform" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-9031878006505318430?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9031878006505318430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=9031878006505318430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/9031878006505318430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/9031878006505318430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/09/hes-not-perfect.html' title='He&apos;s Not Perfect'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3393003822654499004</id><published>2011-08-11T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:08:33.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Whirlwind couple of weeks!</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks have been insane!&amp;nbsp; So crazy that I could write a short novel, so instead I will make a list of sorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beginning with the death of my grandfather, he was ill for quite some time. His body just couldn't take anymore, it has been somewhat of a relief that he is gone now. He is not in immense pain, and hopefully wherever he is he is eating buckets of ice cream and tons of tri tip. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oddly enough on the same night my grandfather passed my sister felt compelled to tell the family that she was pregnant. I was not happy with her because of the sad news of my grandfather it just felt like she really didn't care. But I know her personality and she just doesn't think things out all of the time. Alas, she is having a baby and I hope its a girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I turned 27, bleh. Not too thrilled, but made new goals to make myself feel better. Hopefully soon i will buy a new car (this is one of the goals)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh and yeah I GOT INTO GRAD SCHOOL!!! I'm getting more and more excited about it. Honestly I was not super excited about it at first because that just means that my dream school in NY probably wont ever happen, maybe that school and city just was not in the cards for me. I still will dream about it but as for now it mine as well be on the other side of the earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw two of my favorite bands within the last week. Yesterday I saw Sia at the Wiltern Theatre and she was so incredibly amazing. I'm so in love with that woman! A week ago today i saw my favorite band Coldplay. They were awesome and it was so good to see them since I hadn't seen either of them in over two years. So awesome!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lastly I got to spend some time with my BFF she was in town to go to a couple of last shows of the RX Bandits. It was nice seeing her and the band, it was my first time going to one of their shows and they were great!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now....soon to come, my rants about grad school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-3393003822654499004?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3393003822654499004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3393003822654499004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3393003822654499004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3393003822654499004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/whirlwind-couple-of-weeks.html' title='Whirlwind couple of weeks!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5736702398884265385</id><published>2011-08-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:23:00.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>New job!</title><content type='html'>Slight disclaimer.....I wrote this awhile ago before everything in my life turned upside down then left to right.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being at a job that I was grateful for, but at the same time knew was totally making me stupid. It was simple and there was no room for advancement. It was so bad that it didnt even have to come to work and no one would even notice.&amp;nbsp; I knew I had to find a way out. So following Christmas/New Years break quite a few jobs had opened up around campus. At the beginning of this year within a two week period I had three interviews lined up...THREE! I felt immensely lucky to have the opportunity to interview for three departments on campus. So after scheduling the interviews I get a call back from one of them, they said they cant hire me because there isn't any space in the budget. Bummer. So that leaves two interviews. And they so happen to be on the same day, back to back! Thankfully in two buildings right next to one another. The first one goes OK a little disconnected but overall OK. I felt they were not really feeling me. The second one on the otherhand couldnt have gone better. I was interviewed by three people and we connected instantly. It was a great feeling and I immediately fell in love with the program. I hoped that I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward to a month later, I get a letter from the first place and they reject me. meh. I'm OK with that. So now its time to wait on the second one. I don't hear back from them for a while. Actually I hear from HR, they want to know if they can check with my boss for a reference. I get excited because I know this means I;m almost in. On the otherhand I also become scared, I now have to tell my boss that they need to speak to her!! Eeek! She actually is pretty receptive and understanding! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward to another week and i get the call that I have been waiting for its the HR department and I immediately start crying because I know that this will change my life. And it has, I love my department and the students in it. I couldn't be any happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5736702398884265385?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5736702398884265385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5736702398884265385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5736702398884265385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5736702398884265385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-job.html' title='New job!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4777791263892497506</id><published>2011-06-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:03:44.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>All of these commercials for the last Harry Potter movie are really making me nostalgic and sad. I went through all of these feelings a couple of years ago when the last book came out but it is all coming back to me all over again. Although I know how it ends it doesn't make the longing for more go away. This also makes me to reflect on the past ten years I spent with Harry. When I first began to read the books I was in high school wishing to be anywhere but there. My mom was married to a person I hated, and school was no better. I just wanted it to be over. The story of the orphaned boy wizard who lived in the cupboard under the stairs really tought me about love, and true friendship. Little did I know that a decade later I would be even more in love and so different than the insecure &amp;amp; angry teenager i once was. I am happy to have read all of the books and know that I am not the only one in the world that was this moved by a set of children's books. The reality is it is nothing but 20-somethings like myself who cry, cheer, and attend the midnight showings of the movies and book release parties. And I'm OK with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4777791263892497506?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4777791263892497506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4777791263892497506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4777791263892497506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4777791263892497506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/06/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3453833041288765990</id><published>2011-04-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:56:21.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>GORGEOUS!</title><content type='html'>I'm still in love with Kate's dress. I really didn't care about the royal wedding at all, but when I turned on the TV yesterday morning while getting ready for work it was on every channel. So of course I got sucked in! From what I was able to see my two favorite parts were of Kate's dress reveal in front of Westminister Abby, her dress/vail/flowers/hair/tiara were perfection. My second favorite part was when the couple drove&amp;nbsp; around in the Aston-Martin. I thought it was just too cute that they drove around in the car with balloons trailing behind them. Such a simple normal moment in an not so normal event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chao-dian.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Kates-wedding-dress-designer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://chao-dian.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Kates-wedding-dress-designer.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn02.okcdn.okmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Kate_Middleton_Wedding_Dress_April29newsnea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://cdn02.okcdn.okmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Kate_Middleton_Wedding_Dress_April29newsnea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2011/04/30/aston-martin-for-royal-wedding-3_8emMV_3868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://www.instablogsimages.com/images/2011/04/30/aston-martin-for-royal-wedding-3_8emMV_3868.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/6930375400338431678-3453833041288765990?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3453833041288765990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3453833041288765990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3453833041288765990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3453833041288765990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/gorgeous.html' title='GORGEOUS!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-1381253776107600090</id><published>2011-04-28T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:07:29.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandma!</title><content type='html'>Today my Great-Grandma Lupe turns 100 years old! I feel so lucky to have her and one other great-grandmother still alive. She is one of the most amazing people I know, she has been such a survivor throughout the years. I also recently found out that she became a US a citizen when she was 5 years old, she was brought over here when she was very small by her mother. She never knew her father and her mother took his name to her grave. I find that interesting because back in 1911 that would probably be pretty scandalous.&amp;nbsp; My theory is that my great-great grandmother probably had her with a married man or just with someone she did not want to be a father to her. She has had an interesting 100 years, three husbands one that includes my biological great-grandfather (her ex husband) that was a hardcore drinker/philanderer who eventually passed away by driving off a cliff after a night of drinking. Because of his partying she eventually left him and soon fell in love with my great-grandpa Pete. They had an amazing relationship where soon after meeting, and her in an toxic marriage they ran away together. They decided to settle in&amp;nbsp; Santa Maria where she still lives now. They love the open space and clean air that it provides. It is such an amazing place, that I love to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-1381253776107600090?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1381253776107600090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=1381253776107600090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1381253776107600090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1381253776107600090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-grandma.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandma!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-802955321502934821</id><published>2011-04-04T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:40:25.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRE's</title><content type='html'>They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test. They are NOT going to kill me! It is just a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to be finished, I'm already going through self doubts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-802955321502934821?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/802955321502934821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=802955321502934821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/802955321502934821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/802955321502934821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/gres.html' title='GRE&apos;s'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3755605491708985353</id><published>2011-01-24T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:35:24.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sooo Sleepy</title><content type='html'>I'm super sleepy, yet I'm fighting it for some reason! I had a very productive day, which is out of the norm for me on Mondays. So I'm a little proud of myself right now! Woot! I have an idea of why I'm fighting it and I just don't want it to be any closer to this Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding thinking, talking, and accepting the fact lately that my Great-Grandpa Pete just passed away. I have only told a handful of people when I cant explain why I don't want to go out or why I'm unavailable this Wed/Thurs. I usually don't handle deaths like this so I'm hoping that I don't crash and let it hit me all at once. He was really sick and I knew that it was only time till he passed, so  in a way I had accepted the fact that he would be gone soon. But I don't want to accept the fact that he is gone most of all for the sake of my Grandma.&amp;nbsp; They adored one another and had a great relationship with one another.&amp;nbsp; They could have had their own variety show! My Grandma is a little over ten years older than him and she would always joke that he was getting too old and needed to find a younger man :) Mind you she was in her early 90s while "shopping" for a new hubby.&amp;nbsp; Grandma is going to be 100 in April, which would be exciting but now I know she will feel like she has nothing to celebrate without her other half.&amp;nbsp; It's depressing just thinking about it which is why I have been avoiding the entire issue. But I've got to let go and help grandma in anyway that I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-3755605491708985353?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3755605491708985353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3755605491708985353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3755605491708985353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3755605491708985353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/sooo-sleepy.html' title='Sooo Sleepy'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-1398001208864513657</id><published>2011-01-13T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:39:45.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I love him...</title><content type='html'>John Mayer may seem or even act like a big ol douche bag but then there are times when all I have to do is listen to one of his albums or read his blog, and it reminds me why I love him so much as an artist and as a individual. He wrote a blog earlier today about Christina Taylor Green and it was so touching and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Christina,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What a sad, sad thing that you can’t be here to see it, but you did  something with&amp;nbsp;your life that no politician in yours ever did or could:  you unified the United States of America. Today you’re making people  think more than speak. And maybe when they’re done thinking, they’ll  speak differently. And then maybe after they speak differently others  will want to think differently, and maybe that’s how the world comes to  change for the better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peacefully…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="last"&gt;&lt;i&gt;John&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole shooting last week took me by surprise, it reminds me of how negative politics are and how instantly people were pointing fingers at one another. Its just disgusting and sad that we cant just mourn the loss of all of the innocent, instead the news networks are choosing to blame the other side of the aisle. But I guess it is normal, and unfortunately a part of the world we live in today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-1398001208864513657?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1398001208864513657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=1398001208864513657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1398001208864513657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1398001208864513657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-why-i-love-him.html' title='This is why I love him...'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-7481045485232970430</id><published>2011-01-02T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:01:00.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holla-day'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>I spent my New Years eve and early morning getting ready for the Rose Parade! I had an amazing time and it flew by so incredibly fast. This was not my first Rose Parade experience, it was actually my second parade and I am glad I learned my lessons from my first parade experience and was able to take advantage of the little secrets they don't share with you on TV. So, instead of camping out like Kate and I did in 2009 my family and I opted out of that and decided to just come early in the morning and find a spot. And I must say we got super lucky!!! We were in between two large groups that for some reason decided to leave a gap that we were able to wiggle ourselves in! Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the real reason why we all trekked down to the parade was for my little sister Ava! She along with her High School Band won a competition at LA County Fair and were rewarded with a spot in the parade. I don't think it really sunk in for my family that she was in "THE Rose Parade" it certainly didn't for me until about a week before. My mom told me that when she woke Ava up in the morning everything was normal, and then Ava went into my moms room and told her "I'm going to be in THE ROSE PARADE today!" it really didn't hit her until that moment. So adorable. &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/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2i8hg6eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/B2BpUW5fXZ0/s1600/DSC04651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2i8hg6eI/AAAAAAAAAEY/B2BpUW5fXZ0/s320/DSC04651.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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2xrFf1iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NqKB5QM2r3s/s1600/DSC04679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2xrFf1iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/NqKB5QM2r3s/s320/DSC04679.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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2_Jn1jpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9-WJQ02NM_0/s1600/DSC04683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC2_Jn1jpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9-WJQ02NM_0/s320/DSC04683.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have never been so excited for her in my life, I'm still amazed by everything this kid does she's just a great person and I love having her as a sister. (and yes I did jump into the parade to get these shots, but in my defense they were being held up by something in front of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my favorite floats/things from the parade....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC3O8Rs3UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F-2sY9ZuYf4/s1600/DSC04611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC3O8Rs3UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/F-2sY9ZuYf4/s320/DSC04611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paula Deen as Grand Marshall&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4HAlYfMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/loG4lOrN-nw/s1600/DSC04634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4HAlYfMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/loG4lOrN-nw/s320/DSC04634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The surfing/diving dogs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4NuAgUBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IfJpS-DKR1M/s1600/DSC04645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4NuAgUBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IfJpS-DKR1M/s320/DSC04645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite float by the city of Sierra Madre&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4hMdSlLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TYdsy7ix1QM/s1600/DSC04646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC4hMdSlLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TYdsy7ix1QM/s320/DSC04646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC5Dc8S8vI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EOLsIx0DXa4/s1600/DSC04640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC5Dc8S8vI/AAAAAAAAAE4/EOLsIx0DXa4/s320/DSC04640.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to do this, ok not really but its cool to look at.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now more shots of the band &amp;amp; guard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TSC6iptOZTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lhQ2AwzH5oQ/s1600/DSC04658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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I have goals but haven't really been putting them to work. Where did my motivation go to? That's the real question, everyday I feel overwhelmed with so many  things and even the small things in life just send me off the charts. When I was at CalState I was really motivated to finish in two years and then get my life started post college.&amp;nbsp; I achieved that goal very easily, but it now seems that I have put my life on hold or pause since then.&amp;nbsp; I need to find that happy medium, for awhile I thought I was progressing towards it but now I just feel like I am meandering around my own existence. Here we go again with this ridiculous existential crisis bullshit. I wish that I could have it all right now, but because of my serious lack of motivation I don't have what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4834650736381638894?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4834650736381638894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4834650736381638894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4834650736381638894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4834650736381638894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed Feelings'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-9189428127883615066</id><published>2010-11-28T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:05:11.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holla-day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMhkjVF3NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/idIczQf0I3w/s1600/DSCN3956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMhkjVF3NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/idIczQf0I3w/s320/DSCN3956.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downtown Minneapolis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The Minneapolis trip went great! I had a fun time with Kate &amp;amp; Christopher, and hope that they last through the winter! It was cold while I was there but not too bad, you just needed to put on a few layers and you are fine. It snowed once while I was there, actually it was the day before I left. The snow was big and fluffy and so beautiful. I loved how quiet it was while it was snowing, it felt as if once people saw the snow they decided to just stay in. Which was great because we were able to have fun in it until we got cold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMhzTMIdPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5dOwo8nIppE/s1600/DSCN3960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMhzTMIdPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5dOwo8nIppE/s320/DSCN3960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Kate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMh9zkuTlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/611BHBVFzjA/s1600/DSCN3961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMh9zkuTlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/611BHBVFzjA/s320/DSCN3961.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loring Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I loved how everyone was so nice there, it was kind of strange at first  because LA people are very me, me, me centered and the people there were  pretty nice overall.&amp;nbsp; I was really surprised by how clean and nice the city was.&amp;nbsp; I was a far more diverse city than what I was expecting. Well not everyone was super nice we were harassed once by some strange guys standing on a corner. Meh, they were harmless. While at the same corner was a cop on his loudspeaker telling a jaywalker not to do what he was doing and immediately after commented on a guys Twins jacket. He said "Go Twins! Better luck next year" so random yet hilarious at the same time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the types of things that make me miss my best friend the most, when really really strange stuff happens to us and I know that no one else in the world appreciates it better than her! It was nice seeing her and Christopher and their awesome new city. I had a lot of fun and hope to be able to come back in the summer and go to a baseball game. Also I want to go back to see everything green! I loved walking through Loring Park even though all of the leaves had fallen off all of the trees for the winter, I can only imagine how pretty this park looks in the summer! And even though I didn't get a picture of them, I want to go visit my squirrel friends that surrounded me in the park.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-9189428127883615066?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9189428127883615066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=9189428127883615066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/9189428127883615066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/9189428127883615066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TPMhkjVF3NI/AAAAAAAAAEE/idIczQf0I3w/s72-c/DSCN3956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3866993833160333184</id><published>2010-11-13T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:58:34.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After this last weekend of work I'm off to Minneapolis! Super excited and nervious to be flying alone for the first time but I know I will be fine. I cant wait to just hang out in a new city with one of my favorite people in the world! Also, Kate texted me earlier and it's snowing there today :) I told her a while back I wanted snow, and according to weather channel its supposed to snow two of the days I'm out there! eeek! super excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-3866993833160333184?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3866993833160333184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3866993833160333184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3866993833160333184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3866993833160333184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-this-last-weekend-of-work-im-off.html' title=''/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5683752169250221716</id><published>2010-11-01T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:12:22.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holla-day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>November!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>November is finally here!! There are so many reasons why I am so excited....so i will list them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WILL finish my grad school applications&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Christopher + Minneapolis + Me = awesome sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter 7, there are no words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More OT at work!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandma Lupe 75th Birthday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Niece's 4th Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanksgiving x 3!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's almost Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of sales!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coldish weather (I will take what I can get So Cal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweaters!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;or better yet Christmas Sweaters!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WILL study for the GRE, and commit to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CONAN RETURNS &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5683752169250221716?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5683752169250221716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5683752169250221716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5683752169250221716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5683752169250221716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='November!!!!!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-1653879706939815830</id><published>2010-10-31T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:57:36.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holla-day'/><title type='text'>It's Halloween</title><content type='html'>And&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I. JUST. DON'T. CARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have, probably never will.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel bad for my potental spawn.&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-1653879706939815830?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1653879706939815830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=1653879706939815830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1653879706939815830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1653879706939815830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-halloween.html' title='It&apos;s Halloween'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5257856992249981894</id><published>2010-10-28T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:20:59.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MN</title><content type='html'>Less than a month till Minnesota! Woot! I'm excited not only to visit some amazing people but to also experience a new city! I already know that I will be disgusted/amazed by the Mall of America, and cant wait to see everything Minneapolis has to offer. While I am there the new Harry Potter movie will be coming out, gahhhhhhhhh I have been waiting for this movie for a super long time (dont know the actual length of time). Forgive me Kate ahead of time because I know that I will be shaking and crying throughout the entire film! I was just thinking how its funny because this isnt the first time I was out of town when a new HP movie came out. I think I was in San Fran when the 5th? movie came out. So this time I will be in MN and hopefully for the last one I will already be in NY.&amp;nbsp; For some reason Harry Potter always makes me reflect on where I have been and how I got to where I am now..ANYWAYS, back to MN!! Kate and I are finally going to see KT Tunstall while im there! Im super excited to see her, and cant wait!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5257856992249981894?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5257856992249981894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5257856992249981894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5257856992249981894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5257856992249981894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/mn.html' title='MN'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-669481317569523203</id><published>2010-10-11T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T10:58:01.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling crafty'/><title type='text'>Curtains! Curtains! Curtains!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TLSha8bPzdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XOD6QLfj5Sk/s1600/575275752_2042396485_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TLSha8bPzdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XOD6QLfj5Sk/s320/575275752_2042396485_0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So my best friend asked me to make her curtains for Christmas, and I  happily obliged. So today I went to the Fashion District in DTLA and had a blast  as I always do! These are some of the fabrics that I found, it was nice  to be on the hunt for something in particular again. Good times! I love how this "little" project is blowing up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-669481317569523203?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/669481317569523203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=669481317569523203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/669481317569523203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/669481317569523203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/curtains-curtains-curtains.html' title='Curtains! Curtains! Curtains!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TLSha8bPzdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XOD6QLfj5Sk/s72-c/575275752_2042396485_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6378605818809846928</id><published>2010-10-06T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:06:33.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><title type='text'>Mini Blerg.</title><content type='html'>Why do many of the shops and design offices that I dream of visiting constantly seem to all be convoluted in the same area of Brooklyn? Is it the cheap rent? DOUBT IT! But it makes me more and more want to be from Brooklyner not so much a Manhattanite. I dont even know what the words are for actually living in those places but I just know that I want to be a part of it NOW!!! Even if I am miserable and poor and want to throw in the towel at least I can live with the fact that I took a chance on something for once in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-6378605818809846928?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6378605818809846928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6378605818809846928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6378605818809846928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6378605818809846928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/mini-blerg.html' title='Mini Blerg.'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-7157759663053806144</id><published>2010-10-06T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:22:00.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facing fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><title type='text'>Blerg.</title><content type='html'>In sunny CA I wonder if the weather really does change your moods, it has been raining for a couple of days now and I have absolutely loved it. But alot of things are coming to realization and I am feeling completely at unease this morning. So maybe the weather does create some sort strange retrospective into my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with yesterday... while talking to my friend Jessica and discussing both of our future travel plans and dream go to places our fun convo turned into a realization of how far everything feels for me right now. I normally keep all of my hopes and dreams to myself in a fear that they will never occur its the only superstitious idea I hold "If I tell someone, it wont happen." I know that the universe doesn't work like that but yet it still has a hold on me. I have a feeling because I have told so many people of my dream school that I will never get in now, and if I feel that way what is even the point of me taking the GRE? I have told people that I am in the middle of studying for it; but every time I make time to sit down and actually study something else always distracts me. I know that this is all of my own self doubt, and I just need to push through it but it seems to get harder and harder each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TKyx7a9JJTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Puh1dZDtkw/s1600/Photo+on+2010-10-06+at+10.28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TKyx7a9JJTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Puh1dZDtkw/s320/Photo+on+2010-10-06+at+10.28.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know that part of this self doubt has been engraved in me from such an early age its ridiculous. I know people that love me will say "you can do anything you set your mind on'" well what if the thing I set my mind on is constant, crippling fear of failure? I would love to take chances but those are only for people who are standing on their own two feet. Right now I feel like I am in a pair of stelletos ready to tip over with a gnarly ankle sprain. I know the stem of this feeling at this point in my life and it simply is money. I don't have enough of it. My bills are starting to overwhelm me and I do not see an end in sight. Now I understand the term of crippling debt. Even though I always tell myself that I am ok and am able to at least pay the minimum of each bill each month it still feels very unsettling. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to yesterday...when I was talking to Jess I realized while mid sentence I hadn't allocated money for this month to pay for my student loan! I was already feeling poor after buying a plane ticket to MN to see my best friend and her boyfriend but then the thought of this payment freaked me out! And this is how my it began for the downward spiral of how I feel today. I know that I will push through this feeling of self doubt. It will get better and I will do what I need to do and work on what I know is right for myself. I am excited and scared for my future but I know that is most definitely how I am supposed to feel. So at least I've got this one thing right for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-7157759663053806144?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7157759663053806144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=7157759663053806144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7157759663053806144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7157759663053806144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/blerg.html' title='Blerg.'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TKyx7a9JJTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Puh1dZDtkw/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-10-06+at+10.28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5742826500847445593</id><published>2010-10-04T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:09:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COLD COLD COLD!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so today I have been in my pajamas all day! I actually changed once today but it was only from pajama shorts to pajama pants! It has been rainy and cloudy all day and oh so comfy, I've been loving every minute of it! Today's high was only 68 degrees which is 45 degrees cooler than just a week ago!!! I hope it stays like this for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5742826500847445593?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5742826500847445593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5742826500847445593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5742826500847445593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5742826500847445593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/cold-cold-cold.html' title='COLD COLD COLD!!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4193053471507351892</id><published>2010-09-27T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:40:39.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT HOT HOT!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how incredibly hot it was today!!! The news tonight said that the high in DTLA today was 113 degrees!!!! Last week was the first day of fall and ever since that day it has gotten progressively hotter. ughhh. Hopefully it will let up soon because I am so over this heat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4193053471507351892?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4193053471507351892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4193053471507351892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4193053471507351892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4193053471507351892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/hot-hot-hot.html' title='HOT HOT HOT!!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-8271398197234673060</id><published>2010-09-15T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:40:05.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Brandon Flowers @ Jimmy Kimmel</title><content type='html'>I saw Brandon Flowers at the Jimmy Kimmel Show today and he was great! The Killers is one of my favorite bands and I have yet to see them live. So I jumped on the chance to at least see him live although solo. I have heard a little bit of his album, and when I first heard it I really didn't like it at all. But for some reason hearing him perform a few of his songs live made me want to run out and get this album immediately! During his set, he sang a song called "Right Behind You," it reminded me so much of my best friend Kate. Loved it, love him even more!!! Cant wait to buy the full album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm right behind you &lt;br /&gt;In the light of hope &lt;br /&gt;I'll be beside you &lt;br /&gt;On that dusty road &lt;br /&gt;And if you get blind, well that's alright &lt;br /&gt;Wicked winds blow with grace and might &lt;br /&gt;Cling to the ways of my name &lt;br /&gt;When you touch the stone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6930375400338431678-8271398197234673060?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8271398197234673060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=8271398197234673060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/8271398197234673060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/8271398197234673060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/brandon-flowers-jimmy-kimmel.html' title='Brandon Flowers @ Jimmy Kimmel'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-929884470675685821</id><published>2010-08-31T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:38:23.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I want.</title><content type='html'>Shake Shack right now, that squishy bun is calling my name.....nomz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TH30lfZ86CI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H2mN8AeuJRo/s1600/shake-shack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TH30lfZ86CI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H2mN8AeuJRo/s320/shake-shack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-929884470675685821?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/929884470675685821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=929884470675685821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/929884470675685821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/929884470675685821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want.html' title='I want.'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TH30lfZ86CI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H2mN8AeuJRo/s72-c/shake-shack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-1827257657099616728</id><published>2010-08-16T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:55:41.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>Bike Ride!</title><content type='html'>Just a lil update on how my bike riding is going... I made it to the park! The park is about a mile from my house and has a big hill on the way to the park! It scared me going downhill, so I had to walk my bike for part of the trip which was fine it still counts considering I took a ride around the park! It was a lot of fun and good exercise! I'm proud of myself for getting that far, i know I can go further if I were on a flat surface, but this is what I am working with for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-1827257657099616728?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1827257657099616728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=1827257657099616728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1827257657099616728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/1827257657099616728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/bike-ride.html' title='Bike Ride!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4345356541003337469</id><published>2010-08-11T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:10:43.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facing fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>New Bike, New Way To Work?!</title><content type='html'>So my new bike has finally arrived. It was given to me generously by a co worker of mine and I am so grateful to her for it. At first I was apprehensive to except such a large gift but knowing the person that she is she wouldn't have taken no for an answer! So instead of accepting a gift that I would feel guilty for taking I am going to put it to good use! I am going to ride it to &lt;u&gt;work&lt;/u&gt;! My job is not too far from my house, but the only problem is that there are hills, not just small ones but LONG WINDY ones too! So, as for now I am scared. But I have to face my fear and just hop on my bike and go! This is LA so hopefully no one runs me over! (kidding, ok maybe a little) I figured this would be a great way for me to get into shape and I know it will help me save the little money I do spend on gas. Every bit helps and I know that once I become a city bike rider, I will be less apprehensive to ride it around New York. So here's to hoping for better calves,&amp;nbsp; a smaller waist, facing fears, and less money spent on gas each month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs319.snc4/41266_422378422579_554127579_4662757_92906_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs319.snc4/41266_422378422579_554127579_4662757_92906_n.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/6930375400338431678-4345356541003337469?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4345356541003337469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4345356541003337469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4345356541003337469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4345356541003337469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-bike-new-way-to-work.html' title='New Bike, New Way To Work?!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4982533510444469447</id><published>2010-08-04T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:09:28.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Work in Progress...</title><content type='html'>Now that I am by myself in this apartment, I am taking my time cleaning it up and moving furniture around. So far, I have left my desk in two different places in my apartment and now I think I want to move it again. I am still not sure but I do not think that i will have everything settled in; because I don't want to think of this place as my own. I don't want to get too comfortable only because I am making plans for my future life (hopefully) in New York. But on the other hand, I know it will probably be the only time in my life from now on that I will ever not have to share an apartment with another person. It is a weird feeling not knowing that another person doesn't have a set of my house keys but me, but so far its nice.&amp;nbsp; My roommate has not been gone for even a week but I can already feel like this is good for me because out of my 26 years of life I have only had my own room for about four of those years! So all in all it is a good change, it will give me space to think and plan for the next stage of my life; which hopefully includes grad school, a new relationship, and a move to New York City Area!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4982533510444469447?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4982533510444469447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4982533510444469447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4982533510444469447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4982533510444469447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/work-in-progress.html' title='Work in Progress...'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6635851058904656578</id><published>2010-07-31T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:05:19.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello/Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today my best friend left for Minnesota, it took me a long time to accept her leaving and I did not give her up without a fight! But really, the transition of her leaving made me see a lot in myself that I didn't like and haven't liked for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; I came to the realization that I yearn for self discovery and change and just haven't known for a long time what change I truly want in my life. Either way, I can now say that I am 100% happy to see her leave, and move on to the journey that comes with moving across the county for school, love, and grand adventures in the &lt;i&gt;Great Lake State&lt;/i&gt;. I can not be anything but happy for her because I am grateful for the fun and crazy times that we have had together, and I know that new adventures will happen in the future as well. So what I really look forward to is what is to come, not necessarily our time apart now. So heres to the future!!! Love You Kate, see you soon!&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/_k4T7GmUONmw/TFUAdr-CRnI/AAAAAAAAADY/dLMNux6JaGc/s1600/m_2fa7b1fbca0839b9b90be5e036dc6cf5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TFUAdr-CRnI/AAAAAAAAADY/dLMNux6JaGc/s320/m_2fa7b1fbca0839b9b90be5e036dc6cf5.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/6930375400338431678-6635851058904656578?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6635851058904656578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6635851058904656578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6635851058904656578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6635851058904656578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellogoodbye.html' title='Hello/Goodbye'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/TFUAdr-CRnI/AAAAAAAAADY/dLMNux6JaGc/s72-c/m_2fa7b1fbca0839b9b90be5e036dc6cf5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-8813414225924586185</id><published>2010-07-13T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:16:33.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Season!!</title><content type='html'>I love Baseball and the way that it makes me feel, I don't have the same connection with any other sport. Not just going to professional games (GO ANGELS!), but just driving by a park and seeing kids play the sport gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger I lived for the sport, I don't know why I didn't just keep on going without the support of my parents but either way I want to start playing again.&amp;nbsp; My Dad got tired of taking me to practice all of the time which is why I stopped playing when I was 13, I remember being so devastated and actually fell into a depression. Its sad to think that, that is what triggered so many bad feelings that would follow me throughout high school. Looking back I'm guessing the sport is what gave me self confidence. I wasn't the greatest player but I was getting better each season and loving every minute of it, it is just unfortunate that I didn't speak up when i was at that age to let my parents know how i really felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am watching the All-Star game and I'm kind of sad that I'm not there to watch it live considering it is being played at Angels Stadium this year. But of course the tickets were rediculously expensive and there was now way i could afford the $400 ticket. So I will just save my money by watching it for free at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the NL is winning, but I know my AL will pull it through! They haven't lost since 1996!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-8813414225924586185?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8813414225924586185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=8813414225924586185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/8813414225924586185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/8813414225924586185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/baseball-season.html' title='Baseball Season!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-2344425056942778692</id><published>2010-03-03T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:49:22.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhibits'/><title type='text'>L-O-V-E its a mystery......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s14.photobucket.com/albums/a342/Izzy2002g/?action=view&amp;current=wildthings-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a342/Izzy2002g/wildthings-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw these amazing creatures again, I'm in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-2344425056942778692?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2344425056942778692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=2344425056942778692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2344425056942778692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2344425056942778692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/l-o-v-e-its-mystery.html' title='L-O-V-E its a mystery......'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6437810576078779774</id><published>2010-02-26T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:35:49.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family history'/><title type='text'>Faces of America series</title><content type='html'>I am absolutely in love with the Faces of America series on Wednesday nights on PBS. I have always been very interested in learning more about my own family history and this program is exactly what I wish i had the time and resources to do to research my family history. I am mostly interested in my mothers side of the family particularly her mothers side. i have always felt a close bond with that side of my heritage only because I have little information of where my family is from. For the most part I have very little information about my family heritage; which is very interesting to me. I don't quite understand why my family has never talked about really where we are from or how we got to where we are now. I know that my mothers family is of German/Czech descent and they arrived about 1916, but other than that nothing else. And for my moms fathers side i know even less, next to nothing in fact. My fathers families are both fairly cloudy, I know nothing about where they are from in Mexico and when different members of my family left for America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can take this program and allow it to inspire me to look further into what makes me this way and allow myself to find a sort of belonging to my past. I hope that someday if I ever have children i will easily be able to give them a detailed account of who they are and where we come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and a link to the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.pbs.org/video/1409099366/"&gt;Making America  Faces of America  PBS Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-6437810576078779774?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6437810576078779774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6437810576078779774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6437810576078779774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6437810576078779774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/faces-of-america-series.html' title='Faces of America series'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-2300232113837962760</id><published>2009-12-06T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:17:46.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique LA is finally here!!</title><content type='html'>I wait for this super fun event that only happens at the end of the year and its finally here! As a stalker of many etsy shops this event gets you up close with the sellers many of which I love to pieces. Also included are sellers that ive never heard of before and just have really cool stuff! My next post will be about the stuff I found!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-2300232113837962760?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2300232113837962760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=2300232113837962760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2300232113837962760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/2300232113837962760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/unique-la-is-finally-here.html' title='Unique LA is finally here!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-4513679048322139831</id><published>2009-09-27T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:27:10.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where The Wild Things Are</title><content type='html'>I have been obsessing about one thing lately and it is the upcoming movie Where the Wild Things Are. It is based on a book by the same name written by the amazing Maurice Sendak. When I was little it was my favorite book, I always saw myself as Max. I was a very bouncy, goofy kid, that had a crazy imagination and a even bigger mischievous streak! When I first read it I instantly had a connection with Max and how he was sent off to his room by his mom and imagined the night away, I have done this on so many occasions that I cant even count! All of these emotions went into the book for me and then I heard Spike Jonze was directing it my head nearly exploded. Then I saw the trailer and cried like a baby! Maybe it was the epic music or maybe it just reminded me of my childhood and how sensitive I was to new people being in my house. My poor mom never had a chance with me liking the guys she was in a relationship with, I always had such a hard time adjusting to new things. The part of the trailer where Max looks around the corner and sees his mom kissing someone that is not his dad clearly hurts him and it hit a part of me that I forgot was so much a part of me when I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwMaOPbQxSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwMaOPbQxSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-4513679048322139831?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4513679048322139831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=4513679048322139831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4513679048322139831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/4513679048322139831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-wild-things-are.html' title='Where The Wild Things Are'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6143090677127183214</id><published>2009-09-13T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:36:24.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling crafty'/><title type='text'>New Start!</title><content type='html'>So I am finally finishing projects and getting into a productive state of mind finally! Some of my sewing projects have been sitting around for quite some time and i was getting tired of them always just laying around in boxes and taking up a ton of space! Soon i will try to start making things to sell instead of the millions of projects that i have promised various friends and family over the years. So hopefully i will have a new update soon with cool new FINISHED projects!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-6143090677127183214?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6143090677127183214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6143090677127183214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6143090677127183214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6143090677127183214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-start.html' title='New Start!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-7919701754077278506</id><published>2009-07-26T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:02:54.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frida Kahlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/fotos/kahlo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://www.epdlp.com/fotos/kahlo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I visted the MOLAA museum in Long Beach for the first time and it was awesome! Me and Kate went there for the lecure series where this week featured my favorite artist Frida Kahlo. I have always been so inspired by her strength and vision as an artist. Also because of her strong political views, where she was not afraid to stand down even when the rest of the world could have destroyed her career because of her beliefs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first introduced to her by my mother when I was little I just thought it was cool that she was a female Mexican artist and I also loved her use of color. (my mom introduced me and my sisters to her still lifes and portraits and didnt really let us see her darker works until later) My favorite work was featured in the lecture which included "dos fridas" &amp;amp; her last work which i am now really considering getting tattoed "viva la vida."&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sexualityinart.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/frida-kahlo-viva-la-vida-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had always felt that I understood her work, but i think what i loved the most about this lecture is that her work not only questioned the way i looked at it but it also made me think about how i interpret her as an artist. Overall i am very happy that i went to this, and learned more about what a wonderful and amazing woman she was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-7919701754077278506?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7919701754077278506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=7919701754077278506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7919701754077278506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7919701754077278506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/07/frida-kahlo.html' title='Frida Kahlo'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-7630775923096320730</id><published>2009-06-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:14:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I finally graduated college with a bachelors in Political Science! I feel so loved right now because of all of the people that have supported me along the way are just coming from all different places to show their love! My best friend took a picture of me while i was in the middle of the crowd of graduates and it looks like it should be in some sort of montage but it is really cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348531273442295858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SjnM2v-YgDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5E5zCuO9RlY/s320/DSCF1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-7630775923096320730?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7630775923096320730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=7630775923096320730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7630775923096320730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/7630775923096320730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-graduation.html' title='College Graduation'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SjnM2v-YgDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5E5zCuO9RlY/s72-c/DSCF1775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3548588725630257934</id><published>2009-05-20T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:10:17.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling crafty'/><title type='text'>Birthday/Promotion Dresses</title><content type='html'>So instead of buying presents from now on I think that I am just gonna make things, not because I dont love to shop for other people but I think that Im over the whole store bought present thing (unless the recipiant asks for a particular item of course). So for my sister Tasha's 22nd birthday present I made her this cute dress from a vintage pattern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/ShS2wtridhI/AAAAAAAAABs/bOxeMKgkzfc/s1600-h/DSCN2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338092406353065490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/ShS2wtridhI/AAAAAAAAABs/bOxeMKgkzfc/s200/DSCN2980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And this next one is for my little sister Ava that is being promoted from middle school to high school. I think her dress is my favorite out of all of the dresses I have ever made, it is so adoreable!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/ShS2xA1r2LI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vP0KFvUA63Y/s1600-h/DSCN2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338092411495897266" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/ShS2xA1r2LI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vP0KFvUA63Y/s200/DSCN2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So the next two dresses are my graduation dress (which im totally lagging on!) and my best friend Kate's birthday dress. Those two will probably be my next post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-3548588725630257934?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3548588725630257934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3548588725630257934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3548588725630257934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3548588725630257934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthdaypromotion-dresses.html' title='Birthday/Promotion Dresses'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/ShS2wtridhI/AAAAAAAAABs/bOxeMKgkzfc/s72-c/DSCN2980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5994590029002974877</id><published>2009-05-05T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:55:59.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrift Store Mania!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393452671_1361638050_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393452671_1361638050_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and thirft stores have a love/hate relationship, most of the time hate. Only because I never find things that I love there. Most of the time I end up finding things that other people like but leave with nothing for myself. So I guess last Sunday (5/3) the thrift store gods thought it was about time they threw me a bone and i hit the jackpot!!! First I found an awesome chair that was half price for only $8!!!! My sister and mom talked me out of buying it and i left without the chair, but regretting that decision I went back to the store and it was still there I was super excited! Next, I found the full Narnia set for two dollars and picked that up, a super cool vintage travel bag, and finally my favorite find of them all my awesome (slightly dented) globe. all in all the best thirft store finds ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393455250_1361647549_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393455250_1361647549_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393452440_1361637184_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://picture.vzw.com/mi/393452440_1361637184_0.jpeg?limitsize=345,345&amp;amp;outquality=56&amp;amp;ext=.jpg&amp;amp;border=2,0,0,0" 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/6930375400338431678-5994590029002974877?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5994590029002974877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5994590029002974877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5994590029002974877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5994590029002974877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/thrift-store-mania.html' title='Thrift Store Mania!!'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-3922227550461092523</id><published>2009-04-24T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:34:27.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><title type='text'>Blog of the Month Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Apparently I only allow myself to blog once a month, I need to break this trend and move on to bigger and better things (like twice a month)! haha. So anyway, my graduation day is fast approaching I find myself more interested in doing sewing projects than any actual studying. Which is fine because myself and the people around me get to have cool new things! Ok maybe not really, but Im getting some school work done. I have three sewing projects I need to work on which are my roommates bag-she has yet to make up her mind on fabric, Kate's dress-same problem that the roommate is having, and my graduation dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have plenty of projects sewing and schoolwork to keep me busy for a while, as for my graduation dress it is coming together strangely. After searching through patterns online and in store I just couldn't find "the one" so i started searching vintage shops online and saw the exact dress I want so adorable and I'm not sure if Betty or Peggy from Mad Men would own this dress but either one is fine they are crazy fierce... anyway, the pattern does not exist to the dress I want so me being in a very determined mood thought hmmm I think it would be awesome to just put two separate patterns together and go from there. So I bought two patterns for my one dress, and while cutting the pattern made even more personalization's to them which was fine, I've done it to other patterns before no biggie. So, I lay out my pattern and NOT ENOUGH FABRIC!!!! Ahhhhh! Mind you I bought this fabric in New York and had to think of what to do, so thankfully Mood has an L.A. store so I went there, and no luck they didn't carry it so they suggested I send a swatch to the Manhattan store to a person named J.J. and they "would contact me shortly." So hopefully they fill my order soon and I can get back to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't let me down J.J.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my patterns and fabric: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im using the top of the flower/blue pattern and the bottom with the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328513314961979522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SfKuoNc_eII/AAAAAAAAABk/bgdzoaQ78MI/s320/DSCN2886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-3922227550461092523?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3922227550461092523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=3922227550461092523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3922227550461092523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/3922227550461092523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-of-month-club.html' title='Blog of the Month Club'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SfKuoNc_eII/AAAAAAAAABk/bgdzoaQ78MI/s72-c/DSCN2886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6927541432963077805</id><published>2009-03-12T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:59:48.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><title type='text'>the picture above</title><content type='html'>Is of me! At probably one of my happiest days ever! Its at Disneyland and i felt completely free at that moment! Its really amazing what a 30second childrens ride can do to a overstressed college student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-6927541432963077805?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6927541432963077805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6927541432963077805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6927541432963077805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6927541432963077805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-above.html' title='the picture above'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-5218900492520523502</id><published>2009-02-21T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:32:54.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so little time...</title><content type='html'>So, im almost done with this quarter and its coming up waayyy too soon! I was in a little school rut this quarter meaning i didnt want to do anything that had to with school and it set me back on my studies. Not good! So now im back on track and there is only four weeks including finals left this quarter, and i have ALOT to do. I know I can do it! I just need to stick to all my assignments and become a hermit for the next couple of weeks to get my work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that im super excited and planing a trip to NYC, im really excited for it and hope that I dont fall too in love that I dont want to go home again (thats not really possible). Well this trip will be a good change of pace for awhile, and will help me get a clear head for my upcoming last quarter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe im so crazy close to graduating, it seems like i started this school just yesterday (ew that sounds cheezy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, beep boop bop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-5218900492520523502?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5218900492520523502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=5218900492520523502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5218900492520523502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/5218900492520523502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-little-time.html' title='so little time...'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6930375400338431678.post-6657066374919160645</id><published>2009-01-16T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:30:10.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>just thinking of everything....</title><content type='html'>im not really sure what direction i want this blog to go into, but i will see... lately i have felt more and more inspired by sellers on etsy. ever since the unique la show i have had a million and one ideas that have been swirling around in my mind. i really want to start sewing but i know that once i start i will not want to do any of my schoolwork/reading for classes but im not sure if i can do both at the same time. i feel like im talking in circles but eh, whos gonna read this anyway. also i really, really, want to learn something other than sewing but i dont know what. also the fact that i have almost no funds is another reason why i dont want to start a new hobby/potential obsession. but i think learning something new takes precedent over the lack of funds. idk, ill search for new things when im done with this. as for now i will sit at home on the couch while ignoring the pile of work sitting on my desk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6930375400338431678-6657066374919160645?l=mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6657066374919160645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6930375400338431678&amp;postID=6657066374919160645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6657066374919160645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6930375400338431678/posts/default/6657066374919160645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mynameisisabelle.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thinking-of-everything.html' title='just thinking of everything....'/><author><name>dizzy_izzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03200638286108090448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k4T7GmUONmw/SXFcZccrHFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVF5VKCcecM/S220/chickadee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
