tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87859557902388951892024-03-19T04:02:38.761-06:00a day in the life of...ali and drewALIandDREWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15244625138322851576noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8785955790238895189.post-75033530762486706392012-05-02T13:52:00.002-06:002012-05-02T13:52:25.920-06:00<br />
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Don't worry, Mom- we have lots of this:</div>
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We are so excited for THIS.</div>
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<br />ALIandDREWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15244625138322851576noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8785955790238895189.post-88875956436153694542012-05-02T09:06:00.000-06:002012-05-02T09:06:11.096-06:00<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
For Drew's birthday (March 23), our families all contributed money towards one collective present: A super nice Canon T2i DSLR Camera. He was thrilled (and only mildly surprised)! As my sister, Ann, was so kind to point out, he and I do not share well. Because of course then I wanted a camera. So Drew let me browse the KSL Classifieds, and we found one. And Drew spoiled me and let me get it. The following are pictures I have taken with my new toy. Its pretty fun- no wonder there are so many photographers out there! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is this face not the cutest thing you have ever seen? And you should see it when she smiles. Oh my. Heart throb.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And these two... they are just best friends. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this boy... has my entire heart. Just look at that face.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<br />ALIandDREWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15244625138322851576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8785955790238895189.post-79846189055639654092012-04-30T10:55:00.001-06:002012-04-30T10:56:12.673-06:00Lately...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The last few months of our lives have been completely consumed by school, work, choir performances, and this wonderful production. In December, we were asked to play Joseph and Mary in our Stake's Christmas Party/Nativity. We sang a simple, beautiful song about Christ as a baby. Then, a couple weeks later, the director of that performance emailed us to inform us that the Stake was going to put on The Sound of Music, and she would like us to audition for Liesl and Rolf.<br />
And the rest is history.<br />
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We have so enjoyed doing this together! Pictured is '16 Going on 17', which features the only stage kiss in the entire production. We were asked multiple times whether we actually kissed, if we were brother and sister (Really, people? Really?), and finally if we were married. Everyone was overjoyed by the fact that we are indeed married, we did really kiss, and simply that we were blessed to be able to perform together. Working with Drew is so much fun. Not only is he a very talented actor and incredible singer, but he's also the cutest telegram boy I've ever seen!<br />
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<br />ALIandDREWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15244625138322851576noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8785955790238895189.post-11122631327516500112011-12-27T11:10:00.000-07:002011-12-27T11:10:01.591-07:00Betty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Slh5vbUjFrw/TvoAIpFb6rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QgLcedMg-iU/s1600/_MG_0596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Slh5vbUjFrw/TvoAIpFb6rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QgLcedMg-iU/s400/_MG_0596.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My dear, sweet Grandmother passed away yesterday afternoon, after 91 years, 2 months and 2 days of a wonderful, fulfilling life. She has been the ultimate example to me of generosity, consistency, and goodness. How blessed I have been to have her as such a huge part of my life! </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">She received the best Christmas present of all: A reunion with her sweetheart, my Grandpa. He passed away 28 years ago- I can't even fathom missing someone so much for so long. And now they are together again! This solidifies my testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ; because of the Atonement and the incredible covenants we make in the Temple, we are able to be reunited with our loved ones after this life. </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">As her family we have been so blessed these last few weeks. Everything has happened so quickly, with changes taking place every day, we are grateful she didn't have to linger. What a blessing!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Grandmother, we love you dearly. 'Til we meet again!</span>ALIandDREWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15244625138322851576noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8785955790238895189.post-54197068132908741712010-10-21T10:38:00.005-06:002010-10-21T10:59:22.851-06:00PUMPKINS!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"What are you doing next Saturday evening?"</span></span><br />
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<div style="color: #0c343d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"Umm... nothing I think...? Why, whats going on?"</span></div><br />
<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #20124d;">"I'm asking you out on a date, Ali.."</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #20124d;">- a few seconds later-</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #20124d;">"Its a very special day, and I want to take you out."</span></span></span></span><br />
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<div style="color: #0c343d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"Why is it such a special day?"</span></div><br />
<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="color: #20124d;">"Because its the one-year anniversary of our first date."</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:xDxxz6zbdbBtmM:http://bookcellarinc.com/calendar//upload/5a23_books2.jpg&t=1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="194" id="il_fi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:xDxxz6zbdbBtmM:http://bookcellarinc.com/calendar//upload/5a23_books2.jpg&t=1" style="padding-right: 30px;" width="259" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Drew loves the look of books covering a wall. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
Like <span style="color: #bf9000;">this</span> -----></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">like <span style="color: #bf9000;">this <span style="color: black;">-----></span></span> </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Collectively, we have a <span style="color: #6aa84f;">few</span> books. We're getting there. By the time we have a study, </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">we'll be there.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I love reading. I don't do it as often as I would like, although I constantly have a book with me that I'm 'in the middle of'- just in case I get bored enough to pull it out. Generally I choose Sudoku instead. I am currently reading like 15 books...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">... among which are:</div><br />
<ul style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><li><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Lewis Carroll</span></li>
<li> <span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Beach Music</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Pat Conroy</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Freckles</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Gene Stratton-Porter</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Anne of Green Gables</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">L.M. Montgomery</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #c27ba0;">The Catcher in the Rye</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">J.D Salinger</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #351c75;">Mansfield Park</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Jane Austen</span> </li>
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Whilst reading a book, I tend to start out REALLY slow. This is the period when I choose Sudoku over reading. But then, the farther I get in the book, the more likely it is that I won't be able to put it down. Once the slow part is over, I finish books like mad. I could probably win a race. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I've recently finished:</div><ul style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><li> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">A Girl of the Limberlost</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Gene Stratton-Porter</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Wuthering Heights</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Emily Bronte</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Emma</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Jane Austen</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Persuasion</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Jane Austen</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #c27ba0;">Sense and Sensibility</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Jane Austen</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #351c75;">Wicked</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Gregory Maguire</span></li>
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">..... All whilst reading all of the previously mentioned books. </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Among my favorites are:</div><ul style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><li> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">Jane Eyre</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Charlotte Bronte</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">East of Eden</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">John Steinbeck</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Tess of the D'Urbervilles</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Thomas Hardy</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #6aa84f;">The Great Gatsby</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">F. Scott Fitzgerald</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #c27ba0;">Heart of Darkness</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Joseph Conrad</span></li>
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I am also looking for a list of great classics to read. On my list thus far:</div><ul style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><li><span style="color: #3d85c6;">A Tale of Two Cities</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Charles Dickins</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">The Importance of Being Earnest</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Oscar Wilde [Play]</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Gone With the Wind</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Margaret Mitchell</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #6aa84f;">My Antonia</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Willa Cather</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #c27ba0;">The Scarlet Pimpernel</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Baroness Emma Orczy</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #351c75;">To Kill a Mockingbird</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Harper Lee</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #e06666;">Doctor Zhivago</span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Boris Pasternak </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A couple of my friends are very creative and have done a '100 Things About Me' for their first blog... One hundred is a lot. Of anything. I figure by the time I hit 100 items of information about us, you'll be grateful I didn't do the full One hundred on this first post. Allow me to steal my friends' idea and modify it just a little. We'll do <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;">Twenty <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">things</span></span></span></span>. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">1.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">One year ago I met my best friend. Drew and I got <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">married</span></span> in June. And we're happy.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">2.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We are both music majors at the <span style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">University of Utah</span>. </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Drew is a vocal performance major, and I am a choral education major. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #ffe599;">3.</span> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We recently were called to be our ward choir directors. I guess they figured that since we both 'like' music we'd do a good job... I hope we prove them right!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">4.</span> </span></span> Drew only reads non-fiction books. books like SOCCERNOMICS that disects sports teams and explains why they are good and win or why they need help and lose. Right now he's reading 3 sports books, but he consistently ignores my promptings to read a "classic" novel. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">5.</span> </span></span> After I read a book once, if I read it again I skip the sections that don't coincide with my favorite story line. For example: Jane Eyre. Probably one of my favorite books ever written. But I have the hardest time reading the section where she grows up, so I skip to when she starts working for <span style="color: #ead1dc;">Mr. Rochester</span>. Also the section where she is with her cousins... I skip to the part where she hears <span style="color: #ead1dc;">His</span> voice in the wind, calling her to him. Granted this leaves out half the book (if not more)... but I feel justified in the fact that I have read the whole thing once. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">6.</span> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Confession: I have read the book ELLA ENCHANTED over twenty times. I should say 19.5... the last time I read it I did what I do with Jane Eyre and skip all the parts that have nothing to do with <span style="color: #0b5394;">Char</span>. I may be secretly in love with him. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #ffe599;">7.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Drew is very thoughtful, though, when it comes to my taste in reading. I love Jane Austen and the classic love stories. We were at Deseret Book a few months ago and I noticed a gorgeous box set of the wonderful books in it: Pride & Prejudice, Sense & Sensibility, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Emma, Jane Eyre, The Secret Garden, Anne of Greene Gables, Little Women. Can you honestly say that you would not want this set, too?</span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Friday night I come home from work, and guess what is sitting on the table, waiting for me? Yes- the gorgeous book set from Deseret Book. From Drew. <span style="font-size: large;">Just because</span>. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">8.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am a hopeless romantic. Thank you, Jane Austen.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">9.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Drew's left leg is 1 1/2 inches longer than his right leg. Also, his right foot is 2 1/2 shoe sizes smaller than his left foot. Despite this fact, Drew is incredibly active in all sorts of sports- cycling, hiking, golf, gymnastics, tennis, soccer and football... He never lets anything stop him, and he absolutely amazes me. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">10.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The color <span style="color: yellow;">yellow</span> used to be my favorite color because it was no one's favorite color. Then it was <span style="color: lime;">lime green</span> because my best friend's favorite color was<span style="background-color: #783f04;"> </span><span style="background-color: #783f04; color: lime;">lime green</span>. Since then, I got my own opinion of the colors and discovered that my favorite color is actually <span style="color: #351c75;">navy blue</span>. Ironically that is also Drew's favorite color. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #ffe599;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #ffe599;">11.</span> </span></span> </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span> I have always wanted to be blonde. My sisters are both absolutely gorgeous, and have blonde hair. This may be a subconscious attempt at trying to look more like either one of them. Drew made a list of attributes he wanted in his wife, and one day he let me read it. I pretty much fit everything on his list except for one factor: my hair. He listed specifically that he wanted his wife to have blonde or brown hair. <span style="font-size: large;">Clearly</span> I have neither of those. I think he's becoming more o.k. with it though... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">12.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We are German/British car snobs. I drive a Jetta (German). Before that I drove a Passat (German). The first car Drew bought was a 1966 Karmann Ghia (also German). Currently he drives a MINI Cooper (originally British, but was bought by BMW, so is now German as well). And we're proud of it. </span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">13.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When it comes to dessert, I am easy to please. Anything with <u style="color: #ffe599;">Chocolate</u> will satisfy. Drew, on the other hand, will <u><b>always</b></u> choose some sort of fruit something. </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">14.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">While on his mission Drew had the same dream two times. He had a dream that he and his wife had triplets. Three blonde, tiny, darling little girls. A couple weeks ago he had the same dream again, except this time they were blonde boys. We both would like three children, but I wasn't ever planning on having all three at the same time!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #ffe599;">15.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Crunchy leaves</span> are the most amazing things in the world. <span style="color: orange;">Fall</span> is my favorite season for not only the colors it brings with it, but the actual leaves themselves. The dry, crisp, curling leaves provide the most delightful, intoxicating sound my ears have ever beheld. Those groups on Facebook about stepping on crunchy leaves were made for people like me. </span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">16.</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My biggest fear is grates in the ground. I am absolutely terrified that I will step on one some day and fall through it or break my leg or have some horrible accident. As a result, Drew walks on each and every grate we see and stands in the very middle of it until I notice what he is doing. I've already warned him that, <u>when</u> he falls through one day, I will <u>not</u> try to save him. </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f4cccc;">17.</span> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I work in the service industry, and I help dozens of customers every day. Some customers are very polite, and its a joy to help them. Others..... well, they just kind of bug me. Either they are extremely rude, totally clueless, or just not very personable at all. I have this internal fear that I am sometimes the type of customer I hate helping, so I try to be overly polite and prepared when I am being helped. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">18.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am quite the home-body. When I was going to EFY, I would call my mom every day to tell her what we did, or just to talk. On choir tours throughout high school I would also call her frequently. Then college hit and international choir tours made it a little more difficult to communicate, but I try! Drew's goal is to go to Law School in New York City.... I'm rooting for business school because he can get tuition reimbursement through his job at <span style="color: red;">Key Bank</span>, and we can stay close to our FAMILIES. </span></span></span></span> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #ffe599;">19.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Drew served in the New York City South Mission, Spanish speaking. He just got business cards for his job, and he is so proud of the fact that they say 'Hablo Espanol'. It must be a relief for his spanish-speaking customers to know that they can speak comfortably with the associate they are working with. <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #45818e;">Go Drew</span></span>! </span></span></span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">20.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Drew is absolutely amazing. Frequently I come home from work to find my incredible husband doing the dishes his neglected wife left dirty in the sink. If I am the one doing dishes, he sometimes surprises me with sweet kisses on the back of my neck. He often irons my dresses for church because I'm still doing my hair due to lack of time management on Sunday mornings. He makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter with excitement every time I see him after long periods <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">(4 hours)</span> of time. He is always there to greet me with a hug and kiss whenever we get home from work. He is my <span style="color: #ffe599;">best friend</span>, and I <span style="color: magenta;">love</span> him with all of my heart.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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