<?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-5591866030317556887</id><updated>2011-08-10T05:28:47.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Intriguing Life Of Heather</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything you need and don't need to know about me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7003730830408853656</id><published>2010-05-08T19:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:57:14.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ooop my bad</title><content type='html'>I know that I have not been very good about keeping up on my blog. Im sure just about everyone know that I'm Working three jobs. So to sum up what has been happening in my the last few month... My boss from luke's carpet passed away in march from Cancer, working both jobs just about every day i have just enough time to kind of eat and sleep and then it back up and off to work. Im sure that i have had some fun but the only thing I can think of is some fishing that I have done. that about all that i can think of but im sure that there is more stuff that has happened in my life, so when I can remember the rest i will check back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7003730830408853656?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7003730830408853656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7003730830408853656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7003730830408853656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7003730830408853656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2010/05/ooop-my-bad.html' title='ooop my bad'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7539469065468736312</id><published>2010-05-08T19:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:50:25.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life just happens everyday that we get up</title><content type='html'>I learned something.. So I had asked for my birthday off at the begging of the month of April, because I did not want to spend it with my co-workers for quite a few reasons. The Saturday before my birthday I ask my manager if I had the day off or not, sad to find out it was a no go because he thought that it was for the next week. I was not very happy about that because I had plans, With that and all the other small stuff that has happened in years past. I have learned that there is no point in grumbling about the stuff that has you up set because it will not make you feel any better about whats going on or about to happen, and its not going to fix what is/or has happened its only going to eat at you more until you learn to except whats going to happen. I will say that it is easier then said then done but my new goal is to work on it not to grumble as much if not at all when things don't go right.. To things happen for a reason and trying to change it may make things any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7539469065468736312?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7539469065468736312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7539469065468736312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7539469065468736312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7539469065468736312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-just-happens-everyday-that-we-get.html' title='Life just happens everyday that we get up'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7806705763690511474</id><published>2009-12-09T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:36:00.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cost of love</title><content type='html'>A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups and &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; set about nailing it to a post on the edge of &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the &lt;br /&gt;post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of little boy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one  of your &lt;br /&gt; puppies."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Well," said the farmer, as  he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "These  puppies come from fine parents and&lt;br /&gt; cost a good deal  of money."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The boy dropped his head for a moment.  Then reaching deep into&lt;br /&gt; his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to&lt;br /&gt; the  farmer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that  enough to take a look?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "Sure," said the  farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here,  Dolly!" he called.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Out from the doghouse and down  the ramp ran &lt;br /&gt;Dolly followed by four little balls of  fur.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As  the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring  inside the dog house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Slowly another little ball  appeared, this one noticeably smaller.&lt;br /&gt; Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward  the others, doing  its best to catch up...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "I want that one," the  little boy said, pointing to the runt. &lt;br /&gt; The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said,"Son, you  don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run  and play with you like&lt;br /&gt; these other dogs would.."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; With that the little boy stepped back from the&lt;br /&gt; fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; In doing so he revealed a steel  brace running down both sides of his leg attaching  itself to a specially made shoe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Looking back  up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run  too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; With tears in his eyes, the farmer  reached down and picked up the little pup. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Holding it carefully he handed it to the little  boy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "How much?" asked the little boy.   &lt;br /&gt;"No charge," answered the farmer, "There's  no charge for love."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The world is full of  people who need someone&lt;br /&gt; who understands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7806705763690511474?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7806705763690511474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7806705763690511474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7806705763690511474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7806705763690511474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-like-this.html' title='I cost of love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-1184510178526106259</id><published>2009-10-25T00:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:29:04.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People are so dumb!!!!</title><content type='html'>People are so stupied that it funny. So i was at work today and at the registers there is only one line that gose to all 6 register. This guy went to one of the register without waiting in line so one of my co-wokers pointed out to me that this out to me guy, so i turned to the other register where he was waiting to be checked out and was like excusie me sir, but did you wait in that line over there, He was like No, no one told me that there was one line for all 6 lains,and then said so i will wait right here you should have a sign there to say that. I think Some people are stupied because there was a sing there that says line forms here. this guy was so upest that he told his wife what i had said so then she was asking for my manager. Dennis who is one of the assisent manager was like can i help you? The laidy was like are you the manager of the store he said no the laid was like when they be in, Dennis told he not for a few days so she went off on him a bout what i said and he was like there is a sign. The guy was so upset that he was like that sign is only for that register. i had to keep my mouth shut because i would have said something that would have costed me my job. you know i should have because it does not matter anymore because im quiting my job and starting my new job soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-1184510178526106259?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/1184510178526106259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=1184510178526106259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1184510178526106259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1184510178526106259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-are-so-dumb.html' title='People are so dumb!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8833335200603960426</id><published>2009-10-20T10:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:08:21.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pics from are trip to utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St38TwGB2fI/AAAAAAAAACo/_SjwRzZyGBQ/s1600-h/utah+trip+with+Katie+419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St38TwGB2fI/AAAAAAAAACo/_SjwRzZyGBQ/s200/utah+trip+with+Katie+419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394745344917625330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St37wSItXyI/AAAAAAAAACg/OwIUiRT6rdo/s1600-h/utah+trip+with+Katie+427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St37wSItXyI/AAAAAAAAACg/OwIUiRT6rdo/s200/utah+trip+with+Katie+427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394744735580380962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St37c9zclmI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZQK4ysdV63I/s1600-h/utah+trip+with+Katie+337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St37c9zclmI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZQK4ysdV63I/s200/utah+trip+with+Katie+337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394744403704976994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St3sQjDCOeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3glT_2bmq8c/s1600-h/utah+trip+with+Katie+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St3sQjDCOeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3glT_2bmq8c/s200/utah+trip+with+Katie+233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394727697689754082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St3r5wLqASI/AAAAAAAAACI/IsaOhD3j7r8/s1600-h/utah+trip+with+Katie+169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St3r5wLqASI/AAAAAAAAACI/IsaOhD3j7r8/s200/utah+trip+with+Katie+169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394727306078585122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not going to lie i had a ton of fun even if everthing did not go as i had planned it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8833335200603960426?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8833335200603960426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8833335200603960426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8833335200603960426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8833335200603960426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/10/pics-from-are-trip-to-utah.html' title='pics from are trip to utah'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/St38TwGB2fI/AAAAAAAAACo/_SjwRzZyGBQ/s72-c/utah+trip+with+Katie+419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8256510580806291580</id><published>2009-10-20T00:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:44:05.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah trip</title><content type='html'>I Really enjoyed my trip to utah i took a good friend (katie) of mine with me it was realy intersting we made a few stops but it took us forever to get to my brothers(Brad) it was crazy. WE stayed at his old fhe sisters house it was fun we did not go to bed untill one, in the morning and then we where up at 7am and off to utah. when we got to utah brad and a bunch of his friends went sky diving sad day for me i wanted but could not go because my friend could not go se we stayd on the ground. on are way home saterday we where going to make a stright shoot home but i had the feeling that we should stop and after seeing the car off the road, bad vison, and snow/rain we stoped at my uncals, we talked with my aunt and uncal untill eleven pm and then went to bed. We got up around 5:30am And katie asked me "Heather whats it like to have a family like this" See kaite comes from a family that is not all that close for some reason or another, I did not know what to say i had never thouht about it. This was katis irst time out of washington in ten+ years it was amazing to watch her have su fun. Katia would keep asking if she could use my phone i finaly had to tell her to stop asking and just use it, she has always had to ask if she could do stuff when she was living with her mother. P.s Im going sky diving in april i hope!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8256510580806291580?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8256510580806291580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8256510580806291580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8256510580806291580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8256510580806291580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/10/utah-trip.html' title='Utah trip'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-5664801528980320429</id><published>2009-08-29T02:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T03:05:29.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it befor september</title><content type='html'>So for all those who don't know my car windshield is broken, not going to point fingers. I have not had time to get pics of it yet but i will soon. I have my very own home-teachers... how cool is that....I have Brother Roos and Brother fuller I did not get one but two of the bishopric's members for my home-teachers. It was interesting Brother Roos had a lot of questions like" how is your Scripture reading, or do you fast and what are you fast for, it was questions like that.. The one that i liked was what do you expect from your home-teacher?, I did not know what to say to that, so he told me that i have to come up with an answer, for that question before they come next month. Oh here a highlight of my night one of my co-workers, just up's and quits and leaves eveyone alse out to dry, so i did not get home until after one this morning. I'm off to bed i need all the sleep i can get.. I am heading to the nickleback concert tomorrow... Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-5664801528980320429?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/5664801528980320429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=5664801528980320429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5664801528980320429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5664801528980320429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-made-it-befor-september.html' title='I made it befor september'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-5068221196682495381</id><published>2009-07-18T22:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:44:35.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cops!!</title><content type='html'>So i was on my way home from work and i was not feel good. I was driving past wolfe's when this car flashed it high's at me so I flashed them back, (lol) it was not until i was on top of the car the it hit me that it was a cop car. When i relized it was a cop car i knew i was going to get hit for something, so i spead up to try and get some space between me and the cop, so i turend on to O.I.E as i turend i looked back and saw the cop and knew i was not going to get far. I got as far as the edge of the bishop's property as the cop fliped on his light. I pulled over and turend on my light in the car and started looking for my drivers lic and proof of inc and whatever ales. The cop came up to my window and ask the same question that they all ways ask "do you know why i pulled you over" i came back with " to be honest I have no Idea" he then told me because i did not deam my high beams after he flashed me. I then said are you kidding me i flashed you after you flashed me to show you that they where not on. He told me that he thought that i was deaming them so then i showed him my highs from my normal light, he was like far enough, far enough he then handed me my driving lic back i asked him if he still wanted my proof of inc and he said no just drive safe. so i rolled up my window and left. that is like the second or third time i have been pulled over for dumb stuff like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-5068221196682495381?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/5068221196682495381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=5068221196682495381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5068221196682495381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5068221196682495381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/07/cops.html' title='Cops!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8587521757144196774</id><published>2009-07-07T22:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:54:57.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its happend to me.</title><content type='html'>You know I have never been good gamed (slapping someones behined)by someone outside my family or by a girl. I can now say that I have been good gamed by someone outside of my family and by a girl, it was done at work by one of my co-workers. Needless to say I fixed it I was walking out of the fitting room, and walked by her came back around and when she was not looking, I good gamed her and did she scream I think that it hurt. needlees to say that when I went to work today she did not good game me, I was not violated at work today. and just for all those who do not know I falied my test by 21 points, i don't know when I get to take my re-take im hoping soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8587521757144196774?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8587521757144196774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8587521757144196774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8587521757144196774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8587521757144196774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-happend-to-me.html' title='Its happend to me.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-3741404566180180176</id><published>2009-05-10T22:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:04:03.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>check it out</title><content type='html'>I just thought that it was time for a new backgound, and since i could not figure out how, you guys did the one for the family blog that i would just go with this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-3741404566180180176?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/3741404566180180176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=3741404566180180176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3741404566180180176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3741404566180180176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-it-out.html' title='check it out'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-5986613959073523102</id><published>2009-05-10T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:58:43.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What happend</title><content type='html'>wow i have less then four days left until my test. I feel calm somedays about my test but others i stress out about it and it makes me sick. the other day i went to work and i could not fouces on my work because i was so stressted out. i have one question where did the months go? it seems just like yesterday, i singed up to take my test and here it is, four day till i take them. I have to run now and go hit the books. I did not want to miss another month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-5986613959073523102?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/5986613959073523102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=5986613959073523102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5986613959073523102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5986613959073523102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-happend.html' title='What happend'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-1340879206874122246</id><published>2009-03-26T17:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:58:09.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>K here is going to be another one that is not a one liner. The day thata everyone needs to cross there fingers for is MAY 14TH, that will be the day that i take my test for massage. I will be taking it in yakima at 11:30 in the morning. Friday i take sable to the vet to get checked out to make sure that everything is ok with her,seeing how she is getting older. With that i must go study now talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-1340879206874122246?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/1340879206874122246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=1340879206874122246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1340879206874122246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1340879206874122246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7629325582355675356</id><published>2009-03-19T21:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:19:58.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did not forget you</title><content type='html'>To my sweet and dearest sister/best friend the one that can not be replaced in this life or the next. I cant wait to see you and your little girl in june, i miss hang out with you and that cute little boy that we all call boo and many other names. for all those who do not know i spent at least nine months in utah going to school and living with my sister her baby boy and her husdand. I must say that i was fun living with her it brought back memorys of when we here kids. i do miss hanging out with you. i must run now so i will call you friday if i have the time. nothing but love and lots of it. love you sis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7629325582355675356?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7629325582355675356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7629325582355675356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7629325582355675356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7629325582355675356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-did-not-forget-you.html' title='I did not forget you'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7192555499821310071</id><published>2009-03-19T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:41:00.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ME TOO</title><content type='html'>Dear leslie, I to look forward to the day that i stop writing one liners,lol. This month and next month is going to be very busy months for me, between both jobs the two meeting that i have for the one and stuyding for my test, i dont think im going to have much time to spend time on my computer unless its for stuyding. so if your horses does come down here does that mean that i get to ride her? lol just kidding. So i was stuyding for my test today and i kept falling asleep and then i would wake up anwser the question nd go back to sleep and that would happen over and over. I think im going to need all the help i can get in order to pass my test. Leslie i think i wrote more then on line to day witch just made my day lol. well i must go now i have to eat dinner,take a shower, and study befor i go to bed, because i have to be at work by seven tomrrow morining and do not get off untill ten that night. lots of love, p.s i hope you feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7192555499821310071?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7192555499821310071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7192555499821310071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7192555499821310071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7192555499821310071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-too.html' title='ME TOO'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-5736987200184532015</id><published>2009-03-18T15:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:05:00.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ops i missed a month</title><content type='html'>k just so everyone knows i have about six to eight weeks to take my massage test, so that i can start working on people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-5736987200184532015?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/5736987200184532015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=5736987200184532015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5736987200184532015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/5736987200184532015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/03/ops-i-missed-month.html' title='ops i missed a month'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8657821949918674775</id><published>2009-01-16T17:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:32:22.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>i would like to say congrats to kat and jon for having a baby girl!!! i hope that everything is going ok for you guys, if you need anything that i might be able to help out with just let me know. Leslie  the same goes for you too. I think im going to have my tonsils look at and just might get them removed they are making it hard to talk and     swallow. sorry guys i don't have much to talk about hopefully, next month when i make my monthly posting, i will have more to talk about until then know that you are all in my thoughts. have a great rest of the month guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8657821949918674775?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8657821949918674775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8657821949918674775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8657821949918674775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8657821949918674775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet.html' title='sweet!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-2672495268569419094</id><published>2009-01-08T13:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:44:43.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so i post another blog like Leslie said i should but for some reason it did not post and that is sad because it was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-2672495268569419094?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/2672495268569419094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=2672495268569419094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/2672495268569419094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/2672495268569419094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-so-i-post-another-blog-like-leslie.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8300409906957700251</id><published>2009-01-04T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:13:52.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k its a new year so im going to try and write on my blog once a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8300409906957700251?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8300409906957700251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8300409906957700251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8300409906957700251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8300409906957700251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2009/01/k-its-new-year-so-im-going-to-try-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8330984594009283514</id><published>2008-11-14T00:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:51:35.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i went to work at 10am-1:30pm on thursday, got home to get a call for jenn ( she is one of my mangers) around 3:30 asking me to come back to work until close. I went back to work until close i got off around 9:05 and headed home. I got to the freeway by the Richland wal*Mart and was half way down the freeway when i saw a car off to the side and a young man sanding by a deer that he had just hit.  The young man did not have a phone to call the police so he was just going to pull the deer off to the side of the road and leave it. the poor deer was still alive and tried to get up more then once, so i called 911 to set some help for this poor deer, because if it got back in the road after it got up it would cause another accident. 20 mints later an state patrol officer showed up and was like" oh I'm sorry i have to shoot the animal". What fish and wild life would not come out to take care of animal that they protect. the officer told me that the fish and wild life would not come out due to the fact that the deer was full of diseases. so after the deer was dead she told me that they are talking to an outfit to see, if they would take the deer so that they could feed it to the home less. What? did the officer not just tell me that the deer would not be getting an help because it was full of diseases, so why are they talking about feeding it to the homeless  people then???? some people make me mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-8330984594009283514?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/8330984594009283514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=8330984594009283514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8330984594009283514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/8330984594009283514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-went-to-work-at-10am-130pm-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-3506073154447794124</id><published>2008-07-22T09:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:17:03.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX5YbVEpQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_CgApWqKa7A/s1600-h/heather%27s+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX5YbVEpQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_CgApWqKa7A/s320/heather%27s+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225857140681647362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the car that pulled out in front of me. The driver was lucky to walk away  from it. I'm  still mad about it but now I'm going to see about getting a blue car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-3506073154447794124?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/3506073154447794124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=3506073154447794124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3506073154447794124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3506073154447794124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-would-be-car-that-pulled-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX5YbVEpQI/AAAAAAAAABs/_CgApWqKa7A/s72-c/heather%27s+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-6724317827044890417</id><published>2008-07-22T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:13:32.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX4MAN5W2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5Ju53pIgnIM/s1600-h/heather%27s+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX4MAN5W2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5Ju53pIgnIM/s320/heather%27s+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225855827733732194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when people do not look before pulling out of driveways. so mad i really liked the car that and i still owe $700 on it. The Inc company is willing to give my $5100 for it before they take out the $500 for the deductible and the $700 the i owe on the car, that will leave my with $3900 thats what they gave my for the geo. the car is worth $5880&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-6724317827044890417?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/6724317827044890417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=6724317827044890417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/6724317827044890417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/6724317827044890417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-what-happens-when-people-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX4MAN5W2I/AAAAAAAAABk/5Ju53pIgnIM/s72-c/heather%27s+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-6916131054763019087</id><published>2008-07-22T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:08:40.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX32YYPe1I/AAAAAAAAABc/PO2MKesloTw/s1600-h/heathers+phone+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX32YYPe1I/AAAAAAAAABc/PO2MKesloTw/s320/heathers+phone+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225855456262454098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the car that i just bought and really like a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-6916131054763019087?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/6916131054763019087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=6916131054763019087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/6916131054763019087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/6916131054763019087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-car-that-i-just-bought-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX32YYPe1I/AAAAAAAAABc/PO2MKesloTw/s72-c/heathers+phone+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7793667232607475060</id><published>2008-07-22T09:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:04:31.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX2rulosuI/AAAAAAAAABE/B3YB9b8VDcQ/s1600-h/heathers+phone+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX2rulosuI/AAAAAAAAABE/B3YB9b8VDcQ/s320/heathers+phone+126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225854173734023906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my car after it hit at 35 mhp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7793667232607475060?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7793667232607475060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7793667232607475060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7793667232607475060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7793667232607475060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-this-is-my-car-after-it-hit-at-35.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SIX2rulosuI/AAAAAAAAABE/B3YB9b8VDcQ/s72-c/heathers+phone+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-8227706777875741449</id><published>2008-05-01T10:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:23:59.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; 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My phone was having a hard time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; and sending texts so i shut it off to see if it would take care of the problem, i went to turn it on and it would not turn on i just about died, I thought that my phone had died for no reason at all. I went up stairs to call mom and tell her and then it hit me i was not pushing the right button to turn it on. Did i ever feel blond for the first time ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-4407537151062145598?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/4407537151062145598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=4407537151062145598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/4407537151062145598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/4407537151062145598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-true-i-am-blond.html' title='It&apos;s true i am a blond'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-7383094146494548395</id><published>2008-04-27T21:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:06:32.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a438fd557114b796" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da438fd557114b796%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331525484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BCD519FA9972F7ED6B790E1A9F6D666BA538378.726143457B3157D7C2FDD0F58EEACDC07FE45CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da438fd557114b796%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-nddLiJEHYnaGPiZd93jXkrLY-o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da438fd557114b796%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331525484%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BCD519FA9972F7ED6B790E1A9F6D666BA538378.726143457B3157D7C2FDD0F58EEACDC07FE45CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da438fd557114b796%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-nddLiJEHYnaGPiZd93jXkrLY-o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  so i gave boo some strawberrys to eat and after he was done with them and all cleaned up he decied that he wanted to play with my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-7383094146494548395?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a438fd557114b796&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/7383094146494548395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=7383094146494548395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7383094146494548395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/7383094146494548395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/04/mr-boo.html' title='Mr. Boo'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-1043306000935609066</id><published>2008-04-27T21:22:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:09:13.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SBVE-BlD1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/x81vqqmfwUk/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194133577608189090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SBVE-BlD1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/x81vqqmfwUk/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So i went to rexburg for my 21st birthday. Brad and i went out shooting and i had such a blast. I think brad had better watch his new gun or i just might take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-1043306000935609066?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/1043306000935609066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=1043306000935609066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1043306000935609066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/1043306000935609066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-21st-birthday.html' title='My 21st Birthday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JBrFrgCr8eg/SBVE-BlD1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/x81vqqmfwUk/s72-c/IMG_0868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-3001983734973693076</id><published>2008-03-29T11:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:07:10.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still trying to figure this all out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I told kat that right after finals that i would change my blog.  Finals are over and i passed all of my finals, I did have to retake one final but i did pass it the second time. School it great I'm loving it, i will be done with school the 21 of may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-3001983734973693076?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/3001983734973693076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=3001983734973693076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3001983734973693076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3001983734973693076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-still-trying-to-figure-this-all-out.html' title='I&apos;m still trying to figure this all out!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5591866030317556887.post-3671112183373760218</id><published>2008-02-22T21:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:04:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was told that I need to put somthing here.   I am  living in Utah,   going to school to become a massage therpist&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5591866030317556887-3671112183373760218?l=heatherrenea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/feeds/3671112183373760218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5591866030317556887&amp;postID=3671112183373760218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3671112183373760218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5591866030317556887/posts/default/3671112183373760218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherrenea.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-told-that-i-need-to-put-somthing.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13268406832479056683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
