tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62574823924569139072024-03-13T10:06:36.401-06:00A Foxy LifeAli Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-36371084246487787342011-08-18T09:09:00.000-06:002011-08-18T09:09:03.004-06:00New BlogThis blog is officially going to be stopped and we're moving over to our new blog.<br />
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New website: brockandalibeeson.blogspot.com<br />
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Go there. Follow us. We love friends!Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-72143716507970162362011-07-29T21:49:00.002-06:002011-07-29T21:49:55.066-06:00Weekend Love<div style="text-align: center;">I'm in the airport about to go see my fiancé :) couldn't be more excited. And my bridal shower in Seattle is this weekend! Are you coming!?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">isn't he so dreamy?!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-36387772450481452032011-07-24T21:26:00.000-06:002011-07-24T21:26:40.855-06:00Engaged!Ok so I know I have been extremely awful about this blog. But its not because there has been a lack of stuff going on in my life. There has been a lot going on actually....mostly Brock and I getting ENGAGED!!! WAHOO :) Yes, I know it was very fast and yes I know that he just got home from his mission. But it is so right. everything is so perfect with us and we are excited beyond belief to be getting married to each other. If you know us then you know that it has been a long time coming for us to be getting married.<br />
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Sooo here's the details:<br />
Date: September 3, 2011<br />
Reception Venue: Sleepy Ridge in Orem, Utah and then the Quick's Home on Sept 9th in WA for an open house<br />
Temple: Salt Lake City<br />
Colors: Blush pink, Rose Pink, Ivory<br />
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Annnnnd everyone has been asking me how he proposed. Soo I will just spill the story on here! :) Last weekend as most of you all know was the opening of Harry Potter. Brock and I have always been quite fond of hp and I knew that it was coming out but we weren't planning on being together that weekend. I was sneaky though and got the weekend off so that i could go and surprise him and take him to hp. So I got there and surprised him on Thursday the 14th and so we were hanging out and he said to me hey my parents want to take us to dinner tonight. And I was like alright where..and he said cheesecake factory. Sweet if you ask me! So 7 hits and we head off to Bellevue to go to the cheesecake factory. Now when you are getting off the exit to bellevue you can either go east or west. And so Brock starts to head east even though I know for a fact he needs to head west. And I start telling him off about how he is wrong and he keeps saying to me..but my dad told me to go east. And he won't listen! And I'm TICKED! So next thing I know I am seeing the signs for the Bellevue Botanical gardens.....and I know it then. Because if you didn't know..Brock and I had our first kiss at the botanical gardens there when we were 15. And so I shut up about giving him a hard time after that. And so we walked around the botanical gardens for a while..brock tried to fake me out by tying his shoe and then pulling out his phone..didnt work..i saw right through it. And then finally we stopped at the spot that we had our first kiss...and Brock started telling me all this lovey dovey stuff and then he proposed. It was perfect. Just him and I and the gardens. It was amazing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">right after the engagement! :) </td></tr>
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So we're engaged. And loving life. Even though we are apart we have been lucky and get to be together a lot. We found our apartment last night and are so excited! Everything is just working together great...not to say they aren't some crazy bumps along the way. But things are going great. And we are so excited to get married. It's all we talk about.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my ring! IM OBSESSED! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">right after the engagement! :) </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-50990765626467646462011-06-23T11:07:00.000-06:002011-06-23T11:07:11.584-06:00Life is good.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELhOVOoQGEtkMwW0J5-BdKUvXMibTABA-2wKCbZVJvOLc3p-nDoHB84lwzE9s9zZh9Jxcqg8ryUffiLdmWlgiz9TakiEOOBYlUIhNzwy-PtKJR8ggKWmWH82sFLD-68GdbIPfOU3eY7k5/s1600/photo-7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjELhOVOoQGEtkMwW0J5-BdKUvXMibTABA-2wKCbZVJvOLc3p-nDoHB84lwzE9s9zZh9Jxcqg8ryUffiLdmWlgiz9TakiEOOBYlUIhNzwy-PtKJR8ggKWmWH82sFLD-68GdbIPfOU3eY7k5/s640/photo-7.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This boy came home. Finally. And life couldn't be better. Its amazing to have him home. :) More updates to come! ...when I'm not busy with him..hehe</div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-1923687267388197892011-05-26T21:38:00.000-06:002011-05-26T21:38:52.937-06:00Time flies when your having fun! :)I feel like life is on fast forward lately. I have been working like crazy, and now vacationing, and then when we get back I start working like crazy again until we head for Seattle. I have 13 days of work left, and 9 more days off until we head up to Seattle. Add in clinical hours somewhere in there for school and I basically have no days off, and a whole lot to do before we head up there. Hopefully I can figure out how to get everything done that I need to before we head for Seattle. It will literally be a miracle if I can pull it off without having a major heart attack in the process.<br />
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But I have figured out it is better to be busy these days. Because when I'm not, time starts to go slow and the hours until that dang boy gets home seem to never pass. But I don't have that problem very often. Its actually kind of odd to me that on Monday, Brock will only have 3 weeks and then that dang boy will be home. Finally. I know...most of this blog has been complaining about how he is never coming home. I still kinda think that it is to good to be true and he wont be coming home that soon but I know its happening sooner than I think. And with everything going on...I'm sure it will come even faster that I think it will.<br />
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In other news, I am still in Washington DC and I head back tomorrow. DC and NYC have been so dreamy. I mean yes, tons of walking. But worth it? Of course! I have had so many fun experiences out here. Blogging about them all most likely to come on Saturday. After all...this adventure isn't quite over :)<br />
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Thats it for now. I'm off to sleep so I can wake up early and head to the white house and capitol. Then its home tomorrow night. And then real life and work comes again. But its good to be busy in my life right now. If not I am just waiting and waiting and wishing time would go by faster. But don't worry...in a few weeks...it will all be over. And Brock and I can go back to driving eachother crazy ;)Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-74595910563341605342011-05-10T12:35:00.000-06:002011-05-10T12:35:06.418-06:00Cherry<div style="text-align: center;">Today I'm sick. And it got me thinking...crap..I have to give cherry blanket back like asap. For those of you who don't know...Brock gave me a contract before he left. It basically said that I could keep cherry blankie while he was gone and when he was back we had to give it back to Brandi. Well Brock is home in less than 6 weeks now (yay) and it looks like my time with cherry is getting shorter and shorter. So until then...I'm cuddling with cherry as much as possible! </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">right after I got cherry and this is how I look today..sick</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-26517795078576868582011-05-01T01:36:00.000-06:002011-05-01T01:36:29.550-06:002 posts in one night.Although I had a very good night, fun filled with friends and family, I'm super down in the dumps tonight. This doesn't happen to me often but I'll tell you why its happening tonight.<br />
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1. All my friends are engaged and getting married, and I just want that dang B to come home already. I know, I know..7 more weeks is nothing. EVERYBODY tells me this. but guess what. Even though the time is getting shorter...it still feels like forever away to me. I just want his butt on US soil again. I want to be able to call him and just chat with him. thats all i'm asking for. just to talk to him. I guess that will happen next sunday...so I can't complain to much. but still. I'm complaining a little bit. because I feel like I have the right. Its been two years. That's to blasted long and I want my boy home. NOW.<br />
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2. I miss Hawaii. I took advantage of the sun and the warmth and the ease of life there. I wanted to be back home..but now I miss it more than ever. I feel like I yearn for the sunny warmth of hawaii especially when the utah weather is so dumb. I think I may just call kayli and tell her that we need to run away to hawaii together. I'm sure she would get it. Sun...I need you. please come back to me and make me tan again!<br />
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3. I miss my friends in Rexburg. Well..most of them aren't in Rexburg..but I miss my college friends. I dont have many friends here in Utah from high school. Most of my real friends are from college or washington growing up. and I miss hanging out with them. Work is great and I would rather work than go to school..but I miss my friends there. I have a feeling that the second fall semester starts I will be taking a little visit to Rexburg to see them.<br />
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So there is my sob fest for the night. It's definetly time for me to get sleep and of course..knowing me I will be up in the morning happy again. But tonight, let me miss those things. Especially my boy. Please oh please let the next 7 weeks go by quick. I need that....<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">come home please</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-36060245485071747602011-05-01T01:00:00.000-06:002011-05-01T01:00:20.808-06:00Since Birth.<div style="text-align: center;">Tonight was our dear family friend Amanda LaBato's wedding. If you didn't know..the LaBatos and my family...well we are basically family. Abbey has been my best friend since birth. and abbs and I have the friendship that our moms have..one that will last forever! Here's some pics from tonight. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">sisters...basically :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I play third wheel a lot with these two.. and i don't mind</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">like mother like daughter :)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-81395317026143099792011-04-28T14:31:00.000-06:002011-04-28T14:31:42.755-06:00My New Baby.<div style="text-align: center;">This past weekend I got a new car!!! WAHOO! :) I am very excited! It is a new 2011 Nissan Sentra! I got a really good deal and I'm very happy about my decision! It has all the good stuff....keyless entry, bluetooth, Ipod hookup...the works :) Here's some pics! I love it!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the exterior :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the interior</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">In other news, I get to talk to B on the phone in a week and 3 days :) And he gets home in 1 month and 23 days! :) It can't come soon enough!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspug9F_-aQRyNj6XKMyNtLiPNpswdm53n_xKGolrGpQi6HjSsWgm3Oc0vdGCDuKzh0G36wgHn5tbvNqN9O2wSpNJft2cjaaHZP35iPyqqq94EAS5nzBo8tZrnMsiH_ljDEfCBIN6-TvMR/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspug9F_-aQRyNj6XKMyNtLiPNpswdm53n_xKGolrGpQi6HjSsWgm3Oc0vdGCDuKzh0G36wgHn5tbvNqN9O2wSpNJft2cjaaHZP35iPyqqq94EAS5nzBo8tZrnMsiH_ljDEfCBIN6-TvMR/s640/photo-2.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">love him</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-4195128809601648122011-04-22T01:49:00.000-06:002011-04-22T01:49:39.809-06:00Dearest Night Shift<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Tonight you are boring. Its only 2 am and I am ready for you to be over with. 4 more hours? This is how I feel......</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The CNA behind me...ya I can't understand a word she says</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-20779267562678360832011-04-19T14:34:00.000-06:002011-04-19T14:34:46.787-06:00So I've been busy!<div style="text-align: center;">I haven't posted in a while! But I have an excuse..I've been super busy! Here's a few things that have happened in the past couple weeks!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">1. My little dog jazzy died :( super sad news! Basically she and I were bff and lets be honest..I was her favorite person ever. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't she just the cutest thing you ever saw?</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">2. I moved out of rexburg and back home! No more Rexburg..ever. Surprisingly, I'm not really sad about that. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. I work...a lot! And I love it! I seriously couldn't ask for a better job. And I work with Mel which makes life all the better. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgputVsWWge5PGWCMpy0q95eCpw1E-EA2yI1oLJxJok57dgciHBQsj7Lfpjvamd9h6ehlOoV9hRrnwXEwqVR_Suzhbeeyqxwe4XeZckHwARxSZ3EAuskLKXW4IYAvb_-68o0VB69j-H0-Yd/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgputVsWWge5PGWCMpy0q95eCpw1E-EA2yI1oLJxJok57dgciHBQsj7Lfpjvamd9h6ehlOoV9hRrnwXEwqVR_Suzhbeeyqxwe4XeZckHwARxSZ3EAuskLKXW4IYAvb_-68o0VB69j-H0-Yd/s640/IMG_0016.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">yea...we have fun! :)</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">4. We went to Vegas last weekend. And I got a free Celion Dion ticket. Yes. Free. It was amazing. We had a total blast.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOe7La8ytR7ZK4H1Z3owssKgsZGl96ce5qe9DuJh7SyJeaqnpPMYNuqxFXD1BPcnxf4xft0DT1XAWcFyjcBOEbIZOXssscffpe7kNBbl2sm262pcr-3-KI15wcJmd0yGBZ51tMrSSiURM/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOe7La8ytR7ZK4H1Z3owssKgsZGl96ce5qe9DuJh7SyJeaqnpPMYNuqxFXD1BPcnxf4xft0DT1XAWcFyjcBOEbIZOXssscffpe7kNBbl2sm262pcr-3-KI15wcJmd0yGBZ51tMrSSiURM/s640/IMG_0025.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the guy who took this picture was 100% wasted. And his finger ended up on the pic. oh well haha.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">5. B comes home in two months! I think I've decided I'm going to call him B on my blog. I dunno..I think it sounds cool. I can't wait for him to get his little tooshy home!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RfOkH2wwx8KdYh9wFWIilTdG6vTtDqS7WhY96tbe8OrYshPkYsjkQCxctfHLELmVSJakpwP1fiKmFKynkvVoKbPHf-7FNGCt8QjdQGbWb56xzddKaTxwYakPY11evJ1PeDTopigPyCU8/s1600/nursing+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RfOkH2wwx8KdYh9wFWIilTdG6vTtDqS7WhY96tbe8OrYshPkYsjkQCxctfHLELmVSJakpwP1fiKmFKynkvVoKbPHf-7FNGCt8QjdQGbWb56xzddKaTxwYakPY11evJ1PeDTopigPyCU8/s640/nursing+037.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">he's so cute :) 60 days people.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-60369103310228116132011-04-04T21:29:00.000-06:002011-04-04T21:29:00.673-06:00Still have the fever.<div style="text-align: center;">Yes, its true. I still have the bieber fever. And its getting worse. I own all his songs. and I know every word to every song. Since the last time I talked about JB I have seen his movie 3 times and I just found out that his movie comes out on dvd on May 13th. You better believe that I will be pre-ordering it. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLuIXPjv2dgzgewtmD3a7U5sqyN7avVdTvWRvjEY7wOrE2sJ-4CU324G2DHcaLKXYi0Kx0PGDWFMBT8uBi1Oe7IM4VQZ1JDUYQDmYyrnQz7qO-MeVgGUCyuJauJ2TSr5mm0TlDSSSSMiR/s1600/watch-justin-bieber-never-say-never-online.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLuIXPjv2dgzgewtmD3a7U5sqyN7avVdTvWRvjEY7wOrE2sJ-4CU324G2DHcaLKXYi0Kx0PGDWFMBT8uBi1Oe7IM4VQZ1JDUYQDmYyrnQz7qO-MeVgGUCyuJauJ2TSr5mm0TlDSSSSMiR/s640/watch-justin-bieber-never-say-never-online.jpg" width="516" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">how sexy is he. </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-39656625163210582612011-03-31T23:17:00.000-06:002011-03-31T23:17:23.659-06:00Happiness. I'm easy to please.<div style="text-align: center;">Tonight I'm laying on the couch watching Tangled. It's my favorite movie. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. It's one of those feel good disney movies. Love those. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLAL7XUeyFI1ZwT_noRlwXdw1aGw-6cJq7inD-6n8bcVFQpwQpgN_rGgAgjRYcaNkfaEtOAzQynGCDUJe76pTMvI5MEHlsbeogvvYySB5oSBDzexCdOoVCQJ2xJBLSKF6254F-ZkexoRFY/s1600/flynn+rider+zachary+levi+tangled+rapunzel+disney+horse+maximus+poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLAL7XUeyFI1ZwT_noRlwXdw1aGw-6cJq7inD-6n8bcVFQpwQpgN_rGgAgjRYcaNkfaEtOAzQynGCDUJe76pTMvI5MEHlsbeogvvYySB5oSBDzexCdOoVCQJ2xJBLSKF6254F-ZkexoRFY/s640/flynn+rider+zachary+levi+tangled+rapunzel+disney+horse+maximus+poster.jpg" width="458" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I saw this movie first in Hawaii. gosh I miss Hawaii. Anyways..should I be doing homework? Yes. But I'm happy just watching tangled and pretending to do homework at the same time :) </div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-88936872839406512862011-03-30T19:11:00.000-06:002011-03-30T19:11:09.658-06:00Today.<div style="text-align: center;">Today I miss Hawaii. Can I go back and be tan again? I feel pale. and unhealthy because I'm so white. I miss you Hawaii. Take me back to you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFacFpO7vat6BJsU6-bf2ruRzNIYSG-Nx-sTprS47yD7hp2u65CC8fR0OMav0K7ilnyoq92oUNpz5KThjesI9Jw2LNTGFz3JMEPXXZLJyIBNeOnimrci_Kzed9IUpE3RXrAraBm2LglJZj/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFacFpO7vat6BJsU6-bf2ruRzNIYSG-Nx-sTprS47yD7hp2u65CC8fR0OMav0K7ilnyoq92oUNpz5KThjesI9Jw2LNTGFz3JMEPXXZLJyIBNeOnimrci_Kzed9IUpE3RXrAraBm2LglJZj/s640/IMG_0925.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-62252508132892349532011-03-30T00:32:00.002-06:002011-03-30T00:32:37.197-06:00B.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOmQGld6cIKezXJ9R7IZnHHmVutGqKADvb6F20Zzyi56492ic19iobwbnw4ky-vBImy2Btp2-4ceXeIMQJD4-gogK6PdND93SbcfzZ3kmSwDmaVA5rfwQ-BjOu3RP2B3EsxCzJyQzp10V/s1600/8676884_kvvbm8FI_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOmQGld6cIKezXJ9R7IZnHHmVutGqKADvb6F20Zzyi56492ic19iobwbnw4ky-vBImy2Btp2-4ceXeIMQJD4-gogK6PdND93SbcfzZ3kmSwDmaVA5rfwQ-BjOu3RP2B3EsxCzJyQzp10V/s640/8676884_kvvbm8FI_c.jpg" width="412" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">11 weeks.</td></tr>
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</div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-56368405188576405002011-03-23T22:35:00.000-06:002011-03-23T22:35:36.585-06:00Sun Down to Sun Up.<div style="text-align: center;">I've been busy lately. For instance. I worked last night. I went to work when the sun was going down. And then I left work when the sun was coming up. My body was so confused. But this is going to be normal from now on. My work schedule is crazy. And it involves me working days, nights, and evenings. I'm trying to be flexible because I'm just grateful to have a job. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today I laid in bed and slept after work. My dog slept too. I love my dog if you didn't know. Probably more than most people in the world. We had a lazy day. And it was nice. I haven't had a chill day in weeks. And today was one of them. I should have done homework. But I didn't. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO7z1voSDa6ve6ISSWDcajRt9Z4wr6arzd5pHqbo2-P5CmL6omon4qYq8GVo2jpEaXSZBPPaiR6FboPVYaVS3pj-NbbldJLU27L3G_a-y4MmE_6_wQkTVVlZ1WKT_2wpH9dpV12RYivlvf/s1600/FxCam_1300919314673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO7z1voSDa6ve6ISSWDcajRt9Z4wr6arzd5pHqbo2-P5CmL6omon4qYq8GVo2jpEaXSZBPPaiR6FboPVYaVS3pj-NbbldJLU27L3G_a-y4MmE_6_wQkTVVlZ1WKT_2wpH9dpV12RYivlvf/s640/FxCam_1300919314673.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">isn't she cute?</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I only have two weeks left in Rexburg. This is my last semester there. And luckily I got the last two weeks of school off from work. So I'm going to get my homework done and try to have fun. I love Rexburg. I will miss it. Its been good for me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Basically I'm starting a new chapter in my life now. And it will be nice to just work and be at home for a while. Life has been pretty stressful the past couple of weeks. And I feel the toll it is taking on my body. So hey, its time to work. And summer. Summer is going to be great. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats it for me right now. </div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-47083626207065145892011-03-19T16:52:00.000-06:002011-03-19T16:52:22.170-06:00I'm old.<div style="text-align: center;">Today I feel old. I know that people joke around about feeling older on your birthday. But today I am feeling it. I think its because I have started my job and realize that I kind of have a responsibility now. I'm a nurse. Not a student. I'm the person that people are asking questions to. Its weird. I'm old. I even had to work on my birthday. Who does that happen to? I mean really...it happens to old people. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But tonight I'm going to be a kid and go to Rodizio Grill for my birthday. It's my favorite place. I can't wait to get stuffed full.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAlabeNTSIHYeF7WYOXoE3s1KT573kGNHFSMK66pwNaGPp6pPA7VKQKPgpt1zBQfGbwgMclD_x9FoY_30ixl0vb1B1lHPGLHsWav6N3zO8HbsnOp4xif1jHHFCkggTTCx3zJN7qsvk0QA/s1600/26167_1401740486757_1329675972_31099511_4957502_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAlabeNTSIHYeF7WYOXoE3s1KT573kGNHFSMK66pwNaGPp6pPA7VKQKPgpt1zBQfGbwgMclD_x9FoY_30ixl0vb1B1lHPGLHsWav6N3zO8HbsnOp4xif1jHHFCkggTTCx3zJN7qsvk0QA/s640/26167_1401740486757_1329675972_31099511_4957502_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was what happened last time I ate here...I almost died I was so happy</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-44214163711538963742011-03-16T16:54:00.000-06:002011-03-16T16:54:18.948-06:00Hi Library<div style="text-align: center;">I don't like you anymore. We aren't friends. I can't get anything done when I'm here anymore. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTBOJgo8lzwp7tbMzkL2pnUo6W_UVI4htyAu7gJNAE11lboXJehWZmzqgR0EpTPEGYSVyTWdXhWHV6uLFHwaKOEBlN0dSGSXeleo2stWLKRwEQFkUfK0_ol_VeNiRU1pzA_GVvNytoZpo/s1600/Photo+on+2011-03-16+at+16.38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTBOJgo8lzwp7tbMzkL2pnUo6W_UVI4htyAu7gJNAE11lboXJehWZmzqgR0EpTPEGYSVyTWdXhWHV6uLFHwaKOEBlN0dSGSXeleo2stWLKRwEQFkUfK0_ol_VeNiRU1pzA_GVvNytoZpo/s640/Photo+on+2011-03-16+at+16.38.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AHHHHH</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-13337647831073883162011-03-15T00:14:00.000-06:002011-03-15T00:14:48.457-06:00It's Official.<div style="text-align: center;">I got a job..like a real job! A Registered Nurse job. A PAYING job. Can you believe it?! Neither can I! I'm so excited. And the best part. Its the same place that my best friend Melody works. We get to work together. I couldn't be happier. I get experience. I get 25$ an hour. I get to work with my best friend. What could get better than that? ...well I guess all of that and working in labor and delivery..but oh well! Its a veteran's home and I couldn't be more excited to start. I start thursday night! Wish me luck!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">looks like my hard work paid off!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-81658500089826716042011-03-05T19:04:00.000-07:002011-03-05T19:04:47.709-07:00Current Obsession.<div style="text-align: center;">I'm sitting here on the couch, sick, watching a movie...and all I can think about is this...</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">i wish i was in utah right now so i could have some...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-85720562707359058902011-03-03T22:11:00.000-07:002011-03-03T22:11:38.358-07:00The Sisterhood<div style="text-align: center;">As most of you know...I lived with some of the most amazing girls I have ever met last year. And right now..I miss them a lot. Its like the sisterhood of the traveling pants. we are still best friends, but all doing our own thing now. Its hard sometimes. I miss all the fun times we had together. Its just not the same. They will always be what I remember about college. We went through SO much together. And become SO close because of it. These girls hold a special place in my heart and always will. Mel. Laur. Cass. Tawn. I love you girls. And I always will. Here's a shout out to you guys.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mel</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss our cafe rio dates. Remember after clinical when we would go there exhausted and just devour our food. I miss us sitting in class making fun of EVERYONE around us. I miss our humor that nobody else gets. I miss us just having those talks we would have. I miss you waking me up in the morning or you trying to wake me up and me rolling back over in bed. I miss my best friend. You just get me like nobody else does. Remember when we would sing in the car on the way to clinical and try not to fall asleep. Or how we would text eachother all day during clinical if we were on different floors. remember when people would ask us if we were sisters and we would say yes. because we were. and we are. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laur</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily I get to see you every once in a while but its still not the same. I miss us making popcorn. Every day. I miss movie night. every night. remember how we would sit and watch youtube videos all the time. or how I would come visit you at the snoshack every day. I miss our crazy times. I miss our dance parties. I miss seeing you every day like I used to. I never realized how long you were at school until I wasnt your roommate and now I dont see you. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cass</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss us sitting on the couch in the webster house creeping on people. I miss us in the car singing our brains out to owl city. I miss us going to owl city concert in the pouring down rain and me cutting in the will call line so that I wouldn't have to wait in line in the rain. I miss your scary driving haha. I miss "its all about steve" haha. I miss you coming to visit me in hawaii. remember that day when we went like all around the island and got so tan. I miss the beach with you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tawn</div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss being able to talk to you. I miss us sitting in the library groundhogging it. I miss that we knew all the same people and yet didn't know each other forever. I miss walking around campus with you and either you or I knew who everyone was. I miss being "tawnys roommate." I miss you and all your men. I miss the day you were going into the mtc and i got to say bye to you right before you went. I miss you and cant wiat to see you in a little more than a year.</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">these are the best friends a girl could ask for.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-19349543168496579302011-02-23T20:11:00.000-07:002011-02-23T20:11:38.228-07:00Worry-Free Weekend<div style="text-align: center;">This past President's Day weekend I got to do something that my friend Lauren and I have been dying to do for YEARS! Disneyland. And let me tell you. It was fabulous. Here's a little synopsis for you of the trip</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Day 1 (Friday): Started out pretty sketchy when I decided that instead of getting on the plane that I would get a caramel apple cider. They were calling my name on the overhead system saying "Paging Allison Fox, this is the final call for boarding." So I had Lauren run and tell them I was coming while I got my cider and barely made it on the plane. Priorities people. We finally got to Long Beach, headed to our ghetto motel and went straight to Disneyland. 1st thing on the to do list? Get a corn dog of course. Best corn dog I've ever had. Greasy. Fried. Delicious. Almost gave me a heart attack it was so bad for me. But amazing. Then we hit up our first ride. Space Mountain. Now let me give you a little background info...when I was little, I was TERRIFIED of roller coasters. I seriously had a bad fear of them. Now that I'm older, I love them. I love that feeling you get on them. Adrenaline. Awesome. So anyways I was always to scared to go on space mountain when I was little, but that was our first ride, and definitely one of my favorites. We went on it twice that day. And then the rest of the day we went on all the rides in disneyland basically. Then it started to rain. so we went to rainforest cafe (amazing) and got lots of food, went to a movie that night, and then we got out of the movie at 10 and it wasn't raining so we went on 5 rides in an hour and a half and loved life. Oh, and we were exhausted at the end of the night. and wet. oh and i bought a poncho. best idea EVER. Lauren wouldn't buy one. she's against them! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Day 2 (Saturday): We got up at 8:30, got ready, and it was a gorgeous day. We were so happy. So off we went to California Adventure in our flip flops ready for another day of fun. And it was. We went on California Screamin 3 times that day. I'm obsessed with that ride. Its so fast. And only really fun when you are in the front row. Its not the same if your not in the front row because you don't get the same kind of rush if your not. Then we hit up tower of terror 3 times that day too. And space mountain again. Ok so we were totally roller coaster junkies on Day2. And I felt super sick afterwards. And of course we went on all the other rides in California Adventure. But the weather kept saying it was going to start raining at 3. And wow. at 3..it started pouring. And then bad things happened. Lauren fell because her flip flops didn't have good traction. I felt super sick from all the roller coasters. And so we went home. And took a nap in our ghetto hotel. And then we woke up, got some dinner and went to the show called World of Color. Its this new amazing water show in california adventure and Ah i can't describe it but you should look it up on youtube. And it was POURING during it. But we survived. And it was amazing. And then we went on some rides that night. And then went home. More exhausted than the day 1.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Day 3 (Sunday): I woke up, already exhausted and with a headache. Bad way to start a day, but it was our last day so we had to make the most of it. And it was SUNNY! Wahooo! We started off the day with a little devotional, we watched a conference talk. So we felt good about that. Then we headed off to Ariel's Grotto. Lauren kept saying that she wanted to go to this place, and man it didn't disappoint. It is character dining so basically we ate a 3 course meal and Ariel, Snow White, Aurora, Mulan, and Cinderella came around to the tables and chatted and took pictures with us. Amazing. No lines to wait in to see them. They just came to us. So amazing. I loved it. Then we did the highlights that day. We did tower of terror, space mountain, california screamin, peter pan, pirates of the Caribbean, and I think thats it. Even though it was super sunny it was really really cold so for dinner we had this amazing bread bowl and then we went shopping that night. We got home pretty early and I fell asleep at 8:45. Yeah, I was tired and exhausted. And then we had to wake up at 3:40 to get our shuttle for our flight so I didn't feel bad about going to bed that early. Oh, and the shuttle guy took us to the wrong airport..yeah it was bad, but we made our flight. And got home. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was an awesome trip. Something that I have been wanting to do for a long time. And we finally did it! Here's some pics from the trip! </div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">front of disneyland, Day 1!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">best corn dog ever</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">space mountain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">minnie's house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">toy story ride!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">we're toys in a toy box!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">our castle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">california adventure</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">cinderella. my fav princess</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">space mountain! love that face :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">that's california screamin in the background!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">california screamin! such a rush!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-71080885675565164092011-02-15T10:38:00.000-07:002011-02-15T10:38:10.813-07:00Bieber Fever.<div style="text-align: center;">I went and saw the Justin Bieber movie last night. I'm obsessed. Call me crazy but I see why Selena Gomez (who is older than him) is dating him. I would too. He's adorable. And he came from a single parent home and lived his dreams. I will be his fan until the day I die. Justin Bieber. I love you.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How could anyone resist him?</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-56010694022186448012011-02-10T21:41:00.000-07:002011-02-10T21:41:09.253-07:00Day of Love.<div style="text-align: center;">I think this might be my V-day activity. Aren't these adorable? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilECqHC1vfQ_7XBojaqaLQ_TlVwOelTk1ue0yMPCKzHcUEE71LxWDEAyo6NP1q_kofGzrbWrNJs-5_yjyuq3ZO7grs9DDfHwxDs4cWIKHmdz7BwluPx9cJIeU_jTQxuCOFYopdH7z5HGgA/s1600/tumblr_lgfraaekiZ1qzwhhno1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="422" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilECqHC1vfQ_7XBojaqaLQ_TlVwOelTk1ue0yMPCKzHcUEE71LxWDEAyo6NP1q_kofGzrbWrNJs-5_yjyuq3ZO7grs9DDfHwxDs4cWIKHmdz7BwluPx9cJIeU_jTQxuCOFYopdH7z5HGgA/s640/tumblr_lgfraaekiZ1qzwhhno1_500.png" width="640" /></a></div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6257482392456913907.post-86626396565348141892011-02-10T21:37:00.000-07:002011-02-10T21:37:25.256-07:00I like...<div style="text-align: center;">Lately I've had some things that I just can't get off my mind. I want them all the time. Here's a few.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">1. Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue. Yes I wear it everyday. I can't get over how much I adore the smell of it. New signature perfume? yes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">2. Red Mango. I think if I lived in Utah, I would have this everyday. I literally could have it breakfast, lunch, and dinner. love it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. Mcdonalds (fresh) french fries and hot fudge sundaes. I'll admit it. I love it. Especially at night. sitting in the car at the temple with haley eating french fries and hot fudge sundaes. life doesn't get much better.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">4. Cafe Rio. I would also eat this multiple times a week if I could. someday I tell you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">5. Singing in the car. with niff and haley. end of story.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">6. Working out. Apparently I forgot how much I love to get exercise. but now I remember. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">7. Jeggings. Just got a pair. love them. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">8. My black boots. As my dad says, "my calvary boots". </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats it. </div>Ali Beesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10847835557281306553noreply@blogger.com1