<?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-7576420016990193546</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:56:50.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dianna M. Boren</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a college girl trying to do whats best with life.  Trying to base my life on the principle that "I can do anything I want in this life, if I'm willing to pay the price.  If someone else can do it, then so can I!”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-2324427580424139321</id><published>2009-12-03T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:18:19.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARRIED</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends!&lt;br /&gt;So as most of you know, I'm married now!  If you want updates on my life go to mattanddiannafunk.blogspot.com!  LOVE YOU ALL! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-2324427580424139321?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/2324427580424139321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=2324427580424139321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2324427580424139321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2324427580424139321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/12/married.html' title='MARRIED'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-2055170618701152387</id><published>2009-08-03T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:10:07.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ENGAGED!</title><content type='html'>So everyone, I'm engaged!!!!!  Matthew Walker Funk proposed to me last Saturday (July 25th)!!!!!!!!  We're getting married November 24, 2009 in the Mount Timpanogos temple in American Fork Utah!!!!!!!!  I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-2055170618701152387?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/2055170618701152387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=2055170618701152387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2055170618701152387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2055170618701152387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-engaged.html' title='I&apos;m ENGAGED!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-603525330488741366</id><published>2009-05-16T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:16:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/Sg-rtcwm2DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6iATaBFf_Ok/s1600-h/4471_577442096184_193306757_33490863_2896010_n.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336672880759855154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/Sg-rtcwm2DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6iATaBFf_Ok/s400/4471_577442096184_193306757_33490863_2896010_n.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336672880773530194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/Sg-rtcz3glI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rp0Twn_echk/s400/4471_577442016344_193306757_33490847_3380392_n.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was just a GREAT day! :) First of all I got my hair cut! WOOHOO! It's not anything drastically different, but it's fun! I got a lot more layers put into it and I had bangs cut! My friend also cut her hair but it was a LOT more drastic... she cut probably about 2 feet off! WOOZAS! Also I got to "hang-out" with a REALLY nice guy tonight, and it was just fun! :) I LOVE GOOD DAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-603525330488741366?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/603525330488741366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=603525330488741366' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/603525330488741366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/603525330488741366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-day.html' title='Great day!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/Sg-rtcwm2DI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6iATaBFf_Ok/s72-c/4471_577442096184_193306757_33490863_2896010_n.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7015951336025162500</id><published>2009-04-30T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:49:37.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ....</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously at the point where I'm so tired that I'm having a very difficult time functioning.  This semester has already proved to me that I'm pathetic!  My classes aren't particularly difficult in any way, but they just take up SO much time!  I was up until 2:30 this morning doing homework, and then I had to get up at 7 for my class this morning. &lt;br /&gt;Not much esle is new... I'm trying really hard to have a social life, and so far it's working pretty good.  Whenever I'm not in class or doing homework I'm usually out doing something with someone!  So that's good!  Keeping me semi sane at least! :)  Any hints on time management between school, homework, church calling, and a social life let me know!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7015951336025162500?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7015951336025162500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7015951336025162500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7015951336025162500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7015951336025162500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/04/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ....'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-1811645770481729329</id><published>2009-03-31T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:42:49.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry ya'll!</title><content type='html'>Hey!  Sorry it's been a while since I've posted.  My life is one crazy after another! I really feel like I should have a lot of down time, but it always seems to escape me somehow!  I only have a week and a half left of this semester (WOOHOO), but then next semester might possibly kill me!  Though I'm excited because betweent he two semesters I get to spend a week down in Arizona!!!  Arizona will be nice, because although it's warm there (not was warm as it's going to be when I move down there in August mind you) anything would be great compared to the freak snowstorm we recieved on Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;Not much esle is new here.  I started donating plasma this past week and my arm is displaying a brilliant bruise to show it!  But honsetly the little bit of money coming in from it is amazing!  Well... off to watch devotional and then class!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-1811645770481729329?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/1811645770481729329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=1811645770481729329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1811645770481729329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1811645770481729329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-yall.html' title='Sorry ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-1483524195504574822</id><published>2009-03-11T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:49:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Critters and Cute Things!</title><content type='html'>So as many of you know I'm teaching preschool this semester for one of my practicum classes!  I'm not going to say that this class isn't hard, because it's SUPER hard... and takes a LOT of work!  BUT... here's the up side... I get to make super cute props for my lessons.  If I had a camera I would take pictures of them so that everyone could see, because honestly I'm super proud of my creations!  But... I will tell you a little about some of them.  This next week I'm doing a week on bugs.  Well there are some REALLY cute things that you can make for a lesson on bugs when you're talking to 4 year olds!  I'm currently working on ladybug finger puppets that the children can wear as we sing a song about ladybugs.  They are really simple and may not sound cute, but they actually turned out really cute!  You take red felt and cut out a circle with a little bump at the top for the head and then just take a balck permanant marker and color in the head and makes some dots.  Than all I did was buy some little elastic from Wal-mart and hot glued it on the back in a loop that the kids can slip over their fingers!  They are DANG CUTE!  I really think their fun!  I also make spiders out of pipe cleaners (and yes I know... spiders are arachnids NOT insects... Kiffer was kind enough to point that out to me... but I decided it's not going to ruin a 4 year olds life to think that a spider is an insect!)  I also made a super cute butterfly puppet out of a glove and felt.  Anyways... Just wanted to share!  If anybody wants to teach 3-5 year olds about bugs I've got some fun ideas that I gathered up for my lessons! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-1483524195504574822?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/1483524195504574822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=1483524195504574822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1483524195504574822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1483524195504574822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/03/critters-and-cute-things.html' title='Critters and Cute Things!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-4467465507349778347</id><published>2009-02-22T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:43:26.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glorious Cycle of Life!</title><content type='html'>This weekend I got to go to Utah to see my family! It was awesome because all 23 1/2 of us were there!!!! My sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Melani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a drama teacher at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Junior High and they were putting on the show the Pirates of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Penzance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this weekend! I don't know if any of you have ever gone to a play put on by a middle school, but usually they are kinda cheesy and not done very well. But alas, when one of my sisters is put in charge of something (especially if it's theatrical or creative) it turns out to be AMAZING! So needless to say the show was great! The costumes were awesome, the set rocked, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chorography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was really fun, and the singing was about a good as you're gonna get at a junior high!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show my whole family got together up on the stage and took family pictures. I was surprised that with 10 kids it was still fairly quick and painless! Good job kids, I'm not sure I would have been able to stand there for more than like a minute when I was younger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend I spent with my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Babetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (super fun!). I also got to meet up with my cousin Derek who I haven't seen in literally 4 or 5 years! It was great to see him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's for a good adventure story... which Michael didn't seem to happy about, but honestly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; more fun with a little bit of mystery and adventure right?! So last night on the way home Michael asked me to drive. Great! I love driving... and I had a lot on my mind, and driving is a good time to just listen to great tunes and think! So I'm driving and thinking, and listening to AWESOME Indie music (I like lots of kinds of music, but yesterday was definitely and Indie day!), anyways, I'd been driving for a good hour and half or so and Michael wakes up. He's like "Dianna, where are we?" And I was like, "I don't know... on the I-15 on the way back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..?" So he just sat there for a few minutes in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;confussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and then he turned to me and was like "no, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we're on Highway 86 on the way to Twin Falls!" OOPS!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... so we pulled off into this small little town called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Snowville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (it was right on the border so I don't know if it was ID or UT) and Michael went in and got directions to get back to the I-15 without having to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; Twin Falls (which would have added probably a good 2 hours!) So we start driving down this fun old country highway for like 30 minutes till we get back to the I-15. Honestly I thought it was super fun!!!!!! :) And we still made it home in 4 hours and 45 minutes. So I told Michael he wasn't allowed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;complain&lt;/span&gt; about it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the sad thing that came from this weekend. My niece Emily had the flu or something on Thursday when I got there, and this morning I think I woke up with it. NO FUN! I always seem to pick up everything that's getting passed around! The hard part about it is that I'm supposed to teach preschool tomorrow morning for part of my grade, and if I have the flu I can't do it, and I'm really not sure how that's gonna work out. AH for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... so updates from my last blog. Well only one update really... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;KIFFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IS HOME!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! He got home from his mission in Texas on Thursday! I haven't talked to him on the phone yet, but I've talked to him a few times online, and he seems a little shell shocked still. But I guess what can you expect after living a totally different lifestyle for two years, and then coming home and having everything change! I'm glad he's back though! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-4467465507349778347?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/4467465507349778347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=4467465507349778347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4467465507349778347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4467465507349778347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/02/glorious-cycle-of-life.html' title='The Glorious Cycle of Life!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7564852445429804617</id><published>2009-02-05T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:01:06.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, Truffles, Family, and Missionaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYtYuYM_5uI/AAAAAAAAADw/0r9ePQ0mlxI/s1600-h/n193305308_33145386_4058.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299426940325717730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYtYuYM_5uI/AAAAAAAAADw/0r9ePQ0mlxI/s400/n193305308_33145386_4058.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and my roommate Arielle!  I LOVE THIS GIRL!!!! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've just realized that I'm a COMPLETE slacker! Sorry all you blog readers out there!!! This is gonna be a short one still because I really should be doing my homework for my next class!!! On the subject of school, it's totally kicking my trash (aka I'm drowning!) But life is still good! My roommates this semester are AMAZING! It is really nice not having to worry about what life will be like when I go home from class everyday! On that same note, my FHE brothers are really awesome... I taught preschool yesterday for the first time. Tuesday night I was getting everything set up and ready for class the next morning and my fhe dad showed up and helped me set everything up, and then all his roommates helped me cut out all the shapes I needed for one of my activities! Needless to say I made them an AMAZING dessert last night to repay them! In fact.. here's the recipe... it's YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg oreos (crushed)&lt;br /&gt;1 8oz pkg cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;2 pkgs white chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;some milk chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so first you crush up the oreos and mix them with the cream cheese. Roll it into little balls and put on a pan in the freezer. Freeze for an hour or so until the balls are TOTALLY hard! Melt the 2 pkgs of white chocolate chips and dip the frozen balls into the white chocolate. Freeze again. Then drizzle melted milk chocolate on top! YUMMY TRUFFLES!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... for other news on my life... I get to go to Logan this Saturday to go to a friends reception and see my family that's there! Kiffer (kid I dated two years ago) gets off his mission two weeks from today! :) WOOHOO!!!!!!!! And honestly... that's about it! The rest of my life is filled with school and craziness!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7564852445429804617?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7564852445429804617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7564852445429804617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7564852445429804617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7564852445429804617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-truffles-family-and-missionaries.html' title='Life, Truffles, Family, and Missionaries'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYtYuYM_5uI/AAAAAAAAADw/0r9ePQ0mlxI/s72-c/n193305308_33145386_4058.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-6220389436292521291</id><published>2008-12-01T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:33:47.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming... the goose is getting fat!</title><content type='html'>Hey... these are SWEET hats that my sister-in-law Rosie makes... check it out... Christmas is coming! :)  &lt;a href="http://nevehats.com/"&gt;http://nevehats.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-6220389436292521291?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/6220389436292521291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=6220389436292521291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/6220389436292521291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/6220389436292521291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-coming-goose-is-getting.html' title='Christmas is coming... the goose is getting fat!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-485183046057544848</id><published>2008-11-19T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:54:33.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when I smell pizza while walking to class...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SO... last monday I was minding my own business, not doing anything naughty at ALL.... just walking from my art class to my math class.... when all the sudden some kid walks past me carrying a piece of pizza. MAN DID IT SMELL GOOD. Not only was it pizza which is just YUMMY... but I hadn't eaten all day... seriously... now that's just MEAN to tease me like that. So then of course all through math I was thinking about how much I would LOVE to have a piece of pizza... so I did what any normal person would do... that night I went grocery shopping and the next day after classes I made pizza! Now I was a little scared... last time I attempted to make pizza not only did the crust not rise... but my sauce tasted weird... but I pushed foward and took the plunge! IT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YUMMY! In fact, I shared some of it with Michael and his rommates... and it passed the test! WOOHOO! I also still have some in the freezer for later! :) YAY FOR FOOD! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270412417289973026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SSREK3BgbSI/AAAAAAAAADg/uN5EJYQX9CA/s400/yumy+pizza" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also two weekends ago I went and spent 4 days with Jessica and her family! It was thourghly pleasant! :) David is a super good kid, Joshua is way fun, Katie is SO CUTE, and Sage is just precious! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270412421860963714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SSRELIDUNYI/AAAAAAAAADo/n-t14QoTJ_w/s400/SAGE" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... and here's an update from my last blog... crossing my fingers worked! My stippling (that's what I found out it's called!) project for art got approved, and I've now worked about 12 hours on it, and I'm about 1/4 of the way done.... CRAZY! Haha... good thing I have a LONG ride down to AZ next week during which I can work on it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-485183046057544848?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/485183046057544848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=485183046057544848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/485183046057544848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/485183046057544848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-happens-when-i-smell-pizza-while.html' title='What happens when I smell pizza while walking to class...'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SSREK3BgbSI/AAAAAAAAADg/uN5EJYQX9CA/s72-c/yumy+pizza' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-4416336253334905372</id><published>2008-10-31T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:34:23.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping my fingers crossed! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQtBkyVzMKI/AAAAAAAAADY/4Dbd4h8qNMk/s1600-h/n193305008_32859784_6310.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372689756860578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQtBkyVzMKI/AAAAAAAAADY/4Dbd4h8qNMk/s400/n193305008_32859784_6310.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is a demo of one of the projects I want to do for my art final! I'm really hoping it gets approved because I had a BLAST doing this small one! :) The photo of this isn't very good though... the real thing is AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-4416336253334905372?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/4416336253334905372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=4416336253334905372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4416336253334905372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4416336253334905372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/10/keeping-my-fingers-crossed.html' title='Keeping my fingers crossed! :)'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQtBkyVzMKI/AAAAAAAAADY/4Dbd4h8qNMk/s72-c/n193305008_32859784_6310.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-976293401680473951</id><published>2008-10-29T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:59:05.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random updates on a random life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQiIOoRqPQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vTQEPP1AorE/s1600-h/I+NIGHT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262605949493460226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQiIOoRqPQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vTQEPP1AorE/s400/I+NIGHT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.... So I've got another week of school behind me. Not only did I live through another week... but it was a WHOPPER! This past week was midterms, and if I wasn't already busy enough, throw a bunch of tests into the crazy mix! Though... I must say that pulling A's on most of them sure helped me live through it! (WOOHOO for finally figuring out how to not fail at school! It only took me like 15 years... pretty good track record if you ask me!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... other than being done with midterms there really isn't much going on. Unlike the normal Dianna that most of you know I don't really get out much anymore. In FACT on Monday night I got done with my homework and went to bed at 10:30... if you think that's bad... last night I crawled into bed around 9. Hahaha... I think I'm getting old or something! I always used to laugh at my sisters when they said they went to bed so earlier. But it's true what everyone tells you during your freshman year of college... "Go out and party now, because by the time you're a senior you're going to be so tired all you'll want to do it get your homework done so you can go to bed as early as possible!" Hahaha... I didn't think so freshman year... but never has a statement been so true! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some good news... yesterday I went to my school advisor... I took a copy of my graduation plan... and I GET TO GRADUATE! WOOHOO! Mind you I still have to go to school Winter and Summer semester of this year, and then student teach in the Fall... but I see the blessed light at the end of a VERY long tunnel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see for my last little tidbit on my life... I've started listening to Christmas music FULLFLEDGE! I listen to it year round... but for the past few weeks, it's become a more and more frequent part of my music mix! I LOVE IT! Christmas music is truly one of the happiest things ever! Anytime you have a bad just slip in Michael McLeans &lt;em&gt;The Forgotten Carols&lt;/em&gt; and enjoy and arousing sense of happiness! :) That's my happy thought for the day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-976293401680473951?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/976293401680473951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=976293401680473951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/976293401680473951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/976293401680473951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-updates-on-random-life.html' title='Random updates on a random life!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SQiIOoRqPQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vTQEPP1AorE/s72-c/I+NIGHT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7085929570632234549</id><published>2008-10-21T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:06:30.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE YES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.preservingmarriage.org/"&gt;http://www.preservingmarriage.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7085929570632234549?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7085929570632234549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7085929570632234549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7085929570632234549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7085929570632234549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote-yes.html' title='VOTE YES!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-2142496977155095388</id><published>2008-10-08T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:16:57.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SO2hrBwnvsI/AAAAAAAAACM/VZqc7eTlc7o/s1600-h/for+mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034100790050498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SO2hrBwnvsI/AAAAAAAAACM/VZqc7eTlc7o/s400/for+mom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK... so mom... you keep bothering me about updating my blog... my life is seriously note exciting enough to do it EVERYDAY!!!!! :) Hahaha... but here's an update JUST for you (maybe a little bit for everyone else too!) SO... as you know because you talk to me EVERYDAY... I pulled a ligament in my rib... random... and there really isn't a funny story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes the story... Sunday between conference sessions I was at Michael's apartment. His roommates Casey, Jake, and I were playing a game called Jungle Jam. To sum up the game in a few words I'll say, cards with symbols, a stick, and wrestling! The rest of the story is pretty much implied. Jake and I got the same card, and grabbed the stick at the same time... HENCE we had to wrestle for the stick. Not only did I pull a ligament in my rib... BUT I also lost the stick! Hahaha! It's the best game EVER though!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034101758976194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SO2hrFXoYMI/AAAAAAAAACU/1UU1ph98J3o/s400/drawing" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. now here's the part for everyone else.... I'm in an art class right now and it's super fun! Here's a picture of my latest project. It's not quite finished... but enough to show off a little bit! I'm kinda a perfectionist about things like this, and this isn't perfect so I'm not super happy with it... but it works! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK mom... I hope that's good!!! :) I'll update again sometime... though I'm sure you'll tell me tomorrow to do it again!!! :) :) :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-2142496977155095388?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/2142496977155095388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=2142496977155095388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2142496977155095388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2142496977155095388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-mom.html' title='For Mom...'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SO2hrBwnvsI/AAAAAAAAACM/VZqc7eTlc7o/s72-c/for+mom' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-2337336574764316454</id><published>2008-10-01T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:10:03.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep swimming....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uhfnyc.org/doc_img/482891.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.uhfnyc.org/doc_img/482891.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So life continues on! This semseter was projected to be a busy one, and it has proven to be just that! I'm currently taking 17 credits (which includes one of the hardest classes offered in my major... :/!) I'm also a committee member for the Sudent Spirit Events board. Up to this week I was part of the student government here on campus, but I just couldn't keep up with everything, so they kindly asked me to step back so that someone else with more time could have the opportunity. ( I think it's a blessing in disguise!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW... here's the REAL news... I've had two of my friends pestering me for WEEKS to join the swim team. I wasn't really excited for it, and wasn't even going to do it because I didn't want to have the time commitment. BUT... they won out in the end, so yesterday I went to the first practice of the semester for the BYU-Idaho Spartains! It practically killed me... and this morning I woke up SUPER SUPER SUPER sore, but surprisingly I'm REALLY excited for the season! As part of the practices we have "dryland" twice a week. Since it's not really a part of being on the team it isn't mandatory to go, but I decided it would be a good way to get out and exercise... so tonight I got to participate in a "dryland" practice. This too was crazy hard, and invovled a LOT of running. Let's just say by Friday I'm not sure I've even going to get out of bed! Oh the joys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that since I'm starting a REGULAR exercise schedule I needed to do my part and work on eating more healthy. SO after practice tonight I went to the store and bought banana's, spinach, peaches, whole grain bread, corn tortillas, and mozerella cheese (it's better for you because there is a lower fat content.... you learn something new everyday huh!?!?!) I also made a deal with a girl on my team that we would go off sugar (except on Sunday!). SO... hopefully by the end of the semster I'll be HEALTHY!!!! PARTY!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I think that's about all new in my life. OH... except everyone really needs to go see the movie Forever Strong. It's AMAZING! It is rated PG-13, for teen drinking, and there is a scene with girls in bikini's, but it is SO good! It has an amazing message! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-2337336574764316454?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/2337336574764316454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=2337336574764316454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2337336574764316454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2337336574764316454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just keep swimming....'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7673110891265711233</id><published>2008-09-16T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T08:52:04.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the craziness a new baby brings!</title><content type='html'>updates on baby Sage http://rivendaletheborensfarm.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7673110891265711233?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7673110891265711233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7673110891265711233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7673110891265711233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7673110891265711233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-craziness-new-baby-brings.html' title='Oh the craziness a new baby brings!'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7353038146019740913</id><published>2008-08-15T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:29:32.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE VERY FABULOUS WEDDING!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm FINALLY putting picures of Kristal's wedding up! Sorry for the delay (MARIAN!!). Mom and Dad finally got high speed internet so I'm actually able to put pictures on the web while i'm at home! WOOHOO! Anyways... here they are! :) It was an absolutely beautiful wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZdF_8UGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/AVdF8QHZIPA/s1600-h/IMG_1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234973974509918946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZdF_8UGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/AVdF8QHZIPA/s400/IMG_1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh and Kristal the BEAUTIFUL couple!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234979474668577698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZiGJoU46I/AAAAAAAAABs/aHW34u4cdME/s400/IMG_1523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls! Kayla, Rashell, Me, and Kristal!&lt;br /&gt;The bridesmaids are OF COURSE wearing the dresses that my sister Marian and my mother most graciously made! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234980994543591282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZjenmxH3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8yEggQXzJ3E/s400/IMG_1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The bride! I thought this dress was amazing on Kristal!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234981882325281442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZkSS2aqqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-WW5x6ncZ2E/s400/IMG_1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kristal and Kymira (Bride and Flower Girl)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234982893021942162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZlNH_R0ZI/AAAAAAAAACE/yt24l6XvL68/s400/IMG_1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Father of the Bride! &lt;br /&gt;She made me cry during this song!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7353038146019740913?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7353038146019740913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7353038146019740913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7353038146019740913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7353038146019740913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/08/very-fabulous-wedding.html' title='THE VERY FABULOUS WEDDING!!! :)'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SKZdF_8UGuI/AAAAAAAAABk/AVdF8QHZIPA/s72-c/IMG_1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-4317621642585542415</id><published>2008-08-03T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:35:42.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You have to kiss a lot of toads before you find a handsome prince.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So my best friend got married yesterday! Talk about a shocker! I guess it's just a rude awakening to me. I've gotten so set in my ways, and have always had her around so her getting married just totally upset my social circle! Talk about RUDE! :) Haha! I kept telling her and and her fiance (now husband.. WEIRD) before the wedding, that if he wasn't such a nice guy I would've fought him for her! But I decided that since she loves his so much, and he treats her so well I would just have to learn to share! :) Kristal Danielle Hunt Barnes, here's a tribute from me to you... I'm going to miss you terribly, but I'm glad that Josh is willing to share! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here are 10 reasons that I love you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. You make me smile even when I REALLY want to be mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. I know that if I need a hug in the middle of the night you'll drag yourself out of bed just to give me one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. You love to love people... even when they annoy you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You tell me to suck it up and deal with it when I'm being ornery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. You treat those around you like everyone is a prince or princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;6. You love to be a little kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;7. You watch stupid movies with me like High School Musical and sappy love stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;8. Even when I was far away in New York you still called me every week, and made me feel loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;9. When I was at the lowest part in my life you were there in a heartbeat. You lovingly called me an idiot and stood by my side until I was on my feet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;10. You've been the best friend that I could EVER ask for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is like a cabbage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's easy to cut in two.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaves I'll give to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But the heart I'll keep for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've heard it said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And we are led&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To those who help us most to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If we let them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And we help them in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Because I knew you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As it passes a sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But because I knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have been changed for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It well may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;That we will never meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In this lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So let me say before we part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So much of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You'll be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By being my friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In a distant wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Because I knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have been changed for good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kristal... I love you more than words can describe! Honestly I don't know what I'm going to do without you by me all the time. I'm happy to share you with Josh though! Thank you for coming and crying with me on the first day of Kindergarten. It changed my life forever! &lt;/span&gt;&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/7576420016990193546-4317621642585542415?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/4317621642585542415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=4317621642585542415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4317621642585542415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/4317621642585542415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-have-to-kiss-lot-of-toads-before.html' title='You have to kiss a lot of toads before you find a handsome prince.'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-1957488209895181122</id><published>2008-06-20T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:14:27.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sway of the Supreme Commander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SFyjqDq-L7I/AAAAAAAAABc/4YtkxQ-BGas/s1600-h/n193305008_32400758_182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214222411523567538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SFyjqDq-L7I/AAAAAAAAABc/4YtkxQ-BGas/s400/n193305008_32400758_182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is me updating my blog because mommy said so! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There hasn't been a ton going on in my life right now. I started a job three weeks ago, so life has become even more busy than it was before! I'm teaching kids how to swim, it's definently one of the best jobs I've ever had! :) It beats sitting behind a desk! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While working I found a new favorite girls name (well maybe not FAVORITE... but definenlty a close second to Zion). There's a little girl in my level 2 swim class who is like the cutest thing EVER. Her name is Paige, which is ultra cute, but the name that I love is her sister's name. Avonlea! I think it SO SO SO pretty! (Oh siblings of mine, you better not even THINK about stealing it! I don't think its fair that since I'm the youngest all the cool names will be stollen by the time I actually get married and have kids! :) hehe!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see.... there really isn't anything else going on. Boys are being ridiculous idiots as per usual. And I'm still burnt out of school. I think I'm getting good grades, but I'm procrastinating everything, meaning at the end of the semester I'm gonna DIE trying to get everything done. Oh well! Ther'es only so much a girl can handle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well mom... I hope thats enough of an update for ya! Next time I have something exciting happen in my life I'll update again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-1957488209895181122?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/1957488209895181122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=1957488209895181122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1957488209895181122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1957488209895181122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/06/sway-of-supreme-commander.html' title='The Sway of the Supreme Commander'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SFyjqDq-L7I/AAAAAAAAABc/4YtkxQ-BGas/s72-c/n193305008_32400758_182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-93986394050716739</id><published>2008-05-30T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:41:54.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many men does it take to screw in a light bulb.....?</title><content type='html'>So you ever had one of those night where there is ABSOLUTELY nothing to do?  When all your friends go out of town leaving you behind to fend for yourself.  That's pretty much my night right now.... it's just me and my roommate Bailey, sitting in our room trying to find something to do.  I know it's hopeless when I've texted everyone in my phone to see what's going on... and I only get a few responses, saying that their going on dates, or hanging out with so and so, and there are no invitaitons thrown our way.  While those people that we really wanna hang out with don't respond at all.  What is that about? &lt;br /&gt;So this week started out AMAZING!  I got to go to Utah to visit my brother Stephen and his wife Rosie, and it was really fun!  THEN I got to go on a GREAT date just to top off the end of the wknd!  It really was just awesome.... then it all went KAPLOO.  I find out that I had to stay in Rexburg for two days longer in order to take a mid-term.  So on Thursday night I stood in the parking lot waving goodbye to all my girl friends from home and they leave to drive home for another friends wedding reception.  Leaving me behind just WAITING for a chance to come home later.  (which I'm SO glad my sisters are heading up on Saturday so I can go with them.  I would have been REALLY sad if I couldn't have gone to the reception.)&lt;br /&gt;THEN... I spend the rest of the week sitting around waiting for some sort of communication from the unknown land of boys.  You know those weeks where you can't focus on ANYTHING... especially homework because there's just too many other things on your mind... that's this week, and let me tell you... that's FRUSTRATING.  Especially when there is a pile of homework waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the question is... do I spend my friday night sitting in my room watching a movie with my roommate?  Do I march over to someones apartment and DEMAND that someone come do something with me before I scream?  Or do I go to the library and spend my precious Friday night in the books?  I just don't know what to do.... But it is now 7:43 on a Friday night, and there are NO prospects for a fun night.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-93986394050716739?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/93986394050716739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=93986394050716739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/93986394050716739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/93986394050716739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-many-men-does-it-take-to-screw-in.html' title='How many men does it take to screw in a light bulb.....?'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-2795044715672173110</id><published>2008-05-21T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:32:14.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain, rain....</title><content type='html'>I'm just gonna give a shout out for the rain to GO AWAY! Memorial weekend is coming up... and the rain is going to ruin it.  Dang persipitation! hahaha..... I know that we live in a desert and rain is good.... BUT STILL! Does it REALLY have to come on a long wknd? Isn't my life ridiculous enough without having to add the rain onto it!?!?!?!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note.... (since I know that was really negative.... and I don't like to be negative!) I GET TO GO HOME FOR THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!! Next week is Ali Miller's wedding recteption up in Sandpoint... so I'm packing my car with girls from home and we're skipping school on Friday and going for a road trip!!!!! PARTY!!!! :) Anyhoo..... That's my life update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-2795044715672173110?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/2795044715672173110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=2795044715672173110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2795044715672173110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/2795044715672173110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/05/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain, rain, rain....'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-7080528820852756846</id><published>2008-05-14T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:14:28.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the incessant madness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCtc6-92XMI/AAAAAAAAABU/kwVc_7MkC3I/s1600-h/stustar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200352363133951170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="257" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCtc6-92XMI/AAAAAAAAABU/kwVc_7MkC3I/s400/stustar.gif" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... So I'm in this class called Exception Students. CRAZY! I have a test that opens on Friday, and get this... the ONLY way to recieve an 'A' on the test is if I take it on Friday or Saturday. After that it goes down a third of a grade everyday. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO weird. I'm nowhere CLOSE to being prepared for the test, and I'm not even sure how to get prepared. I'm sure that all the info for the test that my teacher puts online is organized SOMEHOW... but I fail to see the organization strategies... HENCE I'm completely LOST! Oh well I guess it's not the end of the world! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note... I went and took a math test last week and got a 64% on it (NOT THE HAPPY PART..) But my teacher has this policy that if anyone wants to come in after the test and rework the problems, and then take a retake of the problems that we missed than we can recieve up to 50% of the points we lost.... SOOOOOOOO I went in and worked through the problems with him, and took the retake, and I now have an 86% in the test! I say it was DEFINENLTY worth my time!!! :) So I decided after recieving the first score that I was gonna get a math tutor... SO HELPFUL! WOOHOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo... that's an update on my life here at school. The rest of my classes are pertty dang good... not so hard... but if Exceptional Students and Math don't kill me I'm a truly blest person! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-7080528820852756846?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/7080528820852756846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=7080528820852756846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7080528820852756846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/7080528820852756846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-incessant-madness.html' title='Why the incessant madness?'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCtc6-92XMI/AAAAAAAAABU/kwVc_7MkC3I/s72-c/stustar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-1041519996624489182</id><published>2008-05-12T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:14:28.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do About Boys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCkk--92XKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fnvRV1nlBbs/s1600-h/kiss.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199727909248851106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCkk--92XKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fnvRV1nlBbs/s400/kiss.gif" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know I already posted today... but I'm kinda excited for this thing! :) Hahaha... and I was looking through some of my documents that I had saved on my zip drive and found this little thing about boys, and I absolutely LOVE it!!! :) haha... I actually made a really cute picture thing of it to hang up in my apartment to remind all my roomies that there really are awesome guys out there! :) Anyhoo... here it is! Read and enjoy! I'm not sure where it comes from originally, but it's still awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait for the Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the boy, who pursues you,&lt;br /&gt;The one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of boy who brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;and makes you want to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the boy, who will be your best friend,&lt;br /&gt;The person who will drop everything to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;at any time of the day no matter what the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the boy, who brings you closer to Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of further away,&lt;br /&gt;The boy who will put you at the center of the universe&lt;br /&gt;because he will surely be at the center of yours…&lt;br /&gt;Never settle for less than the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all else, guard your heart,&lt;br /&gt;for it is the wellspring of life.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 4:23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-1041519996624489182?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/1041519996624489182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=1041519996624489182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1041519996624489182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/1041519996624489182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-know-i-already-posted-today.html' title='What to Do About Boys?'/><author><name>Dianna M. Boren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08663428296309339395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SYta6WPSpKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pg3P3e9TT74/S220/n193305008_33171023_9746.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCkk--92XKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fnvRV1nlBbs/s72-c/kiss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576420016990193546.post-3766395034941136477</id><published>2008-05-12T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:14:28.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy hair escapades! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCi9v-92XJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2XATfmcw-l4/s1600-h/n193305008_32278564_281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199614401853152402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGzK-NQ7gmo/SCi9v-92XJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2XATfmcw-l4/s400/n193305008_32278564_281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've just started this blog, and wasn't sure what to put on it.... SO I decided to share the newest thing in my life! I DYED MY HAIR! For those of you who know me well you know that that's not really that big of a deal... 'cause honestly I've been doing it for years! Hahaha... BUT... here's the different part.... I cut my bangs too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's even better.... is that I cut my roommate's bangs as well. The only problem there is that they didn't turn out so good. Luckly I have a friend who went to beauty school, so the problem got rectified pretty dang quick! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576420016990193546-3766395034941136477?l=diannamboren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/feeds/3766395034941136477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576420016990193546&amp;postID=3766395034941136477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/3766395034941136477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576420016990193546/posts/default/3766395034941136477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diannamboren.blogspot.com/2008/05/crazy-hair-escapades.html' title='Crazy hair escapades! :)'/><author><name>Dianna M. 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