<?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-37432947</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:58:19.103-08:00</updated><category term='dolphins'/><category term='pink'/><category term='Westerdam'/><category term='daiquiri'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='sea'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='golf'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='California'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='elf'/><category term='buttterfly'/><category term='party'/><category term='Aruba'/><category term='d.j.'/><category term='FSN Party 2006'/><category term='pilot'/><category term='Shaggy'/><category term='flying'/><category term='vegas'/><category term='master chef'/><category term='Luna'/><category term='crew party'/><category term='snorkeling'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='turtles'/><category term='naked'/><category term='aloe'/><category term='aviation'/><title type='text'>Don't cry because it's over.   Smile because it happened.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-8331736601012081485</id><published>2008-10-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T07:10:11.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westerdam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Summer 2008</title><content type='html'>Sadtimes summer 2008 is officially over back to the cold weather. Here is a quick recap of my summer vacation just in case anyone was interested. I got my private pilots license on June 24th, 2008 super excited about that. I also saw a lot of live music. I saw Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Jack Johnson, Maroon 5, Counting Crows and Creed. Overall pretty eventful. Oh and my little cousin(sister) graduated highschool, so proud.  I also had the opportunity to cruise onboard the M/S Westerdam for a week up in Alaska. One month later I went to Hawaii with my mom and Leif. I have to say it was a great summer and looking forward to what the school year brings me. I am continuing school and working done cruising the high seas, but I am getting ahead at least I would like to believe that I am:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXGOAQXnHI/AAAAAAAACQw/Lj58tb5Ae3E/s1600-h/pilot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261829683541417074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXGOAQXnHI/AAAAAAAACQw/Lj58tb5Ae3E/s320/pilot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am after passing my checkride, I am offically a pilot now, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261833226053051458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXJcNI9ZEI/AAAAAAAACRY/JSNE23TBbP8/s320/sa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Sams graduation.  The whole family is very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261833020225182898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXJQOXxXLI/AAAAAAAACRQ/AvL14eNHPMQ/s320/55.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here I am with Nicole at the Jack Johnson concert.  This was Nicoles first concert.  It was great weather and a great concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261829945059435666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXGdOfH5JI/AAAAAAAACQ4/ybE2o_h_0BY/s320/zip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie and I ziplining in Juneau, Alaska.  I had way too much fun as a guest onboard the M/S Westerdam.  I was able to be a guest and a crewmember, now that was a weird feeling that I liked very much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261830272495962722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXGwSSEymI/AAAAAAAACRA/WxPZf6sEB_M/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I in Hawaii.  My mom doesn't allow me to take many pictures of her, but I got mom's approval on this one.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261830506092414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXG94fzx1I/AAAAAAAACRI/1a1Ar-gSB3w/s320/leif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Leif, mom and I in Hawaii and we did pretty much nothing all week and it was great. I came back with a lovely tan and great dresses, thanks Leif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-8331736601012081485?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/8331736601012081485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=8331736601012081485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8331736601012081485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8331736601012081485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/10/summer-2008.html' title='Summer 2008'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SQXGOAQXnHI/AAAAAAAACQw/Lj58tb5Ae3E/s72-c/pilot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6919304257566880809</id><published>2008-05-26T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:36:11.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Birthday</title><content type='html'>What a great birthday and great weekend.   Leif and Katie decorated their condo for me in my favorite colors black and pink.   They even made me a birthday brownie cake, how sweet.   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDuceRRXcVI/AAAAAAAABj0/qFSeRD3gNdQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204925838202990930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDuceRRXcVI/AAAAAAAABj0/qFSeRD3gNdQ/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how we love brownie cake.   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDucbRRXcUI/AAAAAAAABjs/IWgnrux6QNs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204925786663383362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDucbRRXcUI/AAAAAAAABjs/IWgnrux6QNs/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frank, Katie and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a night full of drinking and friends.  Here we are at R Place on Capital hill.   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDub_xRXcTI/AAAAAAAABjk/urCxoe_T7to/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204925314216980786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDub_xRXcTI/AAAAAAAABjk/urCxoe_T7to/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leif, Frank, Brian, Katie and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Roxy made an appearance I couldn't have asked for anything else.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204925176778027298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDub3xRXcSI/AAAAAAAABjc/MKzjHNkx140/s320/232323232%257Ffp4323%253B%253Enu%253D3255%253E494%253E6%253C5%253EWSNRCG%253D323343488896%253Bnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roxy, me, and Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the night I made it home in one piece.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204924674266853650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDubahRXcRI/AAAAAAAABjU/u2wPrUoxWes/s320/232323232%257Ffp43237%253Enu%253D3255%253E494%253E6%253C5%253EWSNRCG%253D3233434888993nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day I went out with Diana and Nicole and we got pampered and relaxed...a golden birthday indeed.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-6919304257566880809?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6919304257566880809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6919304257566880809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6919304257566880809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6919304257566880809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/05/golden-birthday.html' title='Golden Birthday'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDuceRRXcVI/AAAAAAAABj0/qFSeRD3gNdQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2930168457122221603</id><published>2008-05-19T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:22:13.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Benefits</title><content type='html'>So working for the airlines definitely is turning out to be better than I thought. Not only do I get to go traveling still, (not that I really have time), but I have that option and that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below: Prakash and I outside the Wynn. I slept on the couch and it was even amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDEBQP2J6sI/AAAAAAAABjM/r7RzsjAcg80/s1600-h/n10710822_37799981_3789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201940423232842434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDEBQP2J6sI/AAAAAAAABjM/r7RzsjAcg80/s320/n10710822_37799981_3789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first opportunity I got I went to Vegas twice. The first time I went I saw Prakash and the second time I went with Nicole. Meet up with Bobby and saw Stomp Out Loud and while I was down there found out my friend Christian from the cruise ships is in Jubilee. So we got to see that for free in the lighting booth now that was pretty neato. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDEBNP2J6rI/AAAAAAAABjE/va48P9oBxPE/s1600-h/n10706095_38113585_4795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201940371693234866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDEBNP2J6rI/AAAAAAAABjE/va48P9oBxPE/s320/n10706095_38113585_4795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than that awesome news I have been keeping busy flying and working. Oh Leif and Katie came back after five months so the party is most def on. I also passed another stage check today which now means I can fly by myself more than 50 nautical miles, awhh scary.&lt;br /&gt;&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/37432947-2930168457122221603?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2930168457122221603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2930168457122221603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2930168457122221603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2930168457122221603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/05/flight-benefits.html' title='Flight Benefits'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/SDEBQP2J6sI/AAAAAAAABjM/r7RzsjAcg80/s72-c/n10710822_37799981_3789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3948376823160542045</id><published>2008-03-21T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:01:25.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin girl..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am finally working again and this time it is on land.  I am quite jealous of all my ship friends going to awesome places, but I have to realize that what I am doing right now is really for the best.   I am trying to think of the big picture and realize that in 5 years I will be in a really good situation.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am at our launch party, you can tell I am super excited. (I am the one in the white and black)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R-QuMSlUcyI/AAAAAAAABi0/TnMtt4R3Vcc/s1600-h/621virginamerica_15094_greeters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180316260064588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R-QuMSlUcyI/AAAAAAAABi0/TnMtt4R3Vcc/s320/621virginamerica_15094_greeters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture above was in the Seattle P.I. newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also Nicole's 25th birthday this past weekend.   We had a really good time we ate at the Rock Pizza and then went to the Swiss.   The Swiss was pretty damn cool there was a rock cover band and hot guys what more could I ask for?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180316487697855282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R-QuZilUczI/AAAAAAAABi8/kW17bKmDdQM/s320/232323232%257Ffp%253B4%253Dot%253E2346%253D585%253D7%253B6%253DXROQDF%253E2324253%253B2%253A%253B97ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Diana, me, Nicole, Robby, Karen, Candice and Dan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-3948376823160542045?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3948376823160542045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3948376823160542045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3948376823160542045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3948376823160542045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/03/workin-girl.html' title='Workin girl..'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R-QuMSlUcyI/AAAAAAAABi0/TnMtt4R3Vcc/s72-c/621virginamerica_15094_greeters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-598061550317954523</id><published>2008-03-14T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:00:29.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look ma I can fly!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I wanted to post this a week ago, but I needed pictures. So yes it is true I flew in a plane all by myself it was so amazing and so scary at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is how it went down.  It happened March 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; 2008.  I had a little feeling that I might be able to go up by myself, but I didn't want to ask because I was scared and I was thinking it will happen when it happens.  Helen (my flight instructor)  and I go up oh and I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;job shadow&lt;/span&gt; in the back.  I ask Helen where are we flying today and she is like oh lets practice some landings and takeoffs, so I am like okay you are the boss sure.  So we do this a couple of times and then she tells me to go park the plane and I am thinking what we just started flying why does she want me to park it?  She starts to give me a safety briefing and her and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; student get out of the plane.  At this point I am like Oh My God it is happening this is some scary stuff.  I did it though my first landing was really bad I came in taxing like a mad woman and I was like "oh damn maybe I can't do this."  The second landing was really good Helen even said it was awesome she was like "whatever you did for the second one just keep doing it."  I had to do a total of three takeoffs and landings to make it official and I did and it was awesome.  I am so happy I love flying.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177836839102064674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R9tfK_ucKCI/AAAAAAAABiU/IP9VvDzMoDg/s320/P2290027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all you non-pilots out there including me, my flight instructor keeps saying "well make a pilot out of you." I don't have my license yet, so please don't ask me to fly you anywhere because I can't and that would be scary. I am however able to fly by myself within 25 nautical miles of the airport. A little scary that I could possibly die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, you don't realize that until you look over and there is no one there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840098982242370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R9tiIvucKEI/AAAAAAAABik/ChDv-mhqozQ/s320/P2290030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here I am after my solo flight, yep still alive.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177840760407205970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R9tivPucKFI/AAAAAAAABis/IClSkJAeS3U/s320/P2290029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On other news I started a new job, so I have missed a week of flying, but that is okay because hey I need money to fly.  2008 is my year and I ain't going to let anyone stop me for once I feel like I have some sort of direction in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-598061550317954523?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/598061550317954523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=598061550317954523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/598061550317954523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/598061550317954523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-ma-i-can-fly.html' title='Look ma I can fly!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R9tfK_ucKCI/AAAAAAAABiU/IP9VvDzMoDg/s72-c/P2290027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-4034164062277442539</id><published>2008-02-25T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:58:16.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><title type='text'>I love my cousin</title><content type='html'>I just got back from California, it was great fun.  Anytime I can hang with my cousin is a good time.  We really didn't do much all week, but sometimes that is the kind of vacation that I enjoy the most.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R8Oo1wUarcI/AAAAAAAABiM/ckCOYTaOwAM/s1600-h/n56903540_31517084_6099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171162438608530882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R8Oo1wUarcI/AAAAAAAABiM/ckCOYTaOwAM/s320/n56903540_31517084_6099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out Hollywood Boulevard.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R8OoVQUarbI/AAAAAAAABiE/rk4NtSvOHb8/s1600-h/n10710822_37121521_3237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171161880262782386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R8OoVQUarbI/AAAAAAAABiE/rk4NtSvOHb8/s320/n10710822_37121521_3237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to get our picture together with Hilary Swank since she is originally from Washington State.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-4034164062277442539?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/4034164062277442539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=4034164062277442539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4034164062277442539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4034164062277442539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-my-cousin.html' title='I love my cousin'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R8Oo1wUarcI/AAAAAAAABiM/ckCOYTaOwAM/s72-c/n56903540_31517084_6099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9207964950009244532</id><published>2008-02-09T21:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:49:21.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: Year of Improvement</title><content type='html'>The past is over.&lt;br /&gt;The future hasn't happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;The only time is now.&lt;br /&gt;You must work hard to ensure that your thinking and your self-perception are not continually poisoned by faulty thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-9207964950009244532?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9207964950009244532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9207964950009244532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9207964950009244532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9207964950009244532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008-year-of-improvement.html' title='2008: Year of Improvement'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7813036245987312244</id><published>2008-01-29T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:26:12.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2007</title><content type='html'>Okay so I know this is way out of order, but I have to tell everyone about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;. First off I got my costume from the Goodwill, which I love don't knock the Goodwill. I also got Spark dogs costume there as well. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5_caKrLEtI/AAAAAAAABhM/ts4dIqU2wTI/s1600-h/n10710822_36180523_6477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161086040090022610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5_caKrLEtI/AAAAAAAABhM/ts4dIqU2wTI/s320/n10710822_36180523_6477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with the whole team, minus Adam (he was a giant ballerina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could have went the sexy approach, but remember folks I work for a family oriented &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cruise line&lt;/span&gt; and you know play it safe. Safety first:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161086658565313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5_c-KrLEuI/AAAAAAAABhU/iymUjt_UqlQ/s320/n10710822_36180522_6172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with Lindi she was a GOB (girlfriend on board) yeah I need to work that angle, just joking. You can't tell in this picture, but she went the sexy approach we did have a crew party as well as a guest party, but come on clowns can be sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161088501106283250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5_eparLEvI/AAAAAAAABhc/zHC86YPo1IE/s320/232323232%257Ffp%253B4%253Dot%253E2346%253D585%253D7%253B6%253DXROQDF%253E2323%253B%253C259%253A3%253A%253Aot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Spark dog having a rough time. I got this costume at the Goodwill and it looked big enough but really the costume is meant to fit an eleven year old. We had a tough time getting it on him and as you can see in the picture he had a tough night wearing it. In the guest areas he wore shorts to cover his Sparky balls. And no that isn't poo on his face they are suppose to be spots, come on people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-7813036245987312244?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7813036245987312244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7813036245987312244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7813036245987312244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7813036245987312244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/01/halloween-2007.html' title='Halloween 2007'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5_caKrLEtI/AAAAAAAABhM/ts4dIqU2wTI/s72-c/n10710822_36180523_6477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3620456554879470323</id><published>2008-01-25T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:12:35.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aviation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying'/><title type='text'>Life: it isn't a race</title><content type='html'>Okay here it is I have started taking flying lessons and I love it. It is such a feeling to be that high up in the air and actually flying it, not just watching out the window as a passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will take me awhile to get all of my certificates, but I might just make this a career, why not? My first step is a private pilots license then an instrument rating then a commercial certificate. When I get my commercial I can start getting paid to fly.  I can even instruct others, now that is a scary thought.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159662387280417458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5rNmqrLErI/AAAAAAAABg8/Pm5Rr9bLTGQ/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are flying over Seattle on our way to Bremerton.  It was great we landed a couple of times and then headed back to Auburn.  After all of this I am going to want to fly everywhere.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159663516856816322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5rOoarLEsI/AAAAAAAABhE/y151YP-2pG8/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-3620456554879470323?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3620456554879470323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3620456554879470323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3620456554879470323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3620456554879470323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-it-isnt-race.html' title='Life: it isn&apos;t a race'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R5rNmqrLErI/AAAAAAAABg8/Pm5Rr9bLTGQ/s72-c/IMG_0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2550145783501407271</id><published>2008-01-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:56:57.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ain't Seattle, this is hickville...</title><content type='html'>I have been home a little over a month now and my life has been hectic and crazier than ever. As soon as I got home my buds Leif and Katie left for South America for three months. They had a going away party and we partied it up in Belltown. They get back in March, I miss you guys!!!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w1uDGStwI/AAAAAAAABgE/xyA54_AvlVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155554738654328578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w1uDGStwI/AAAAAAAABgE/xyA54_AvlVQ/s320/IMG_0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Leif at his going away party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I get a phone call from my best friend since third grade. She says to me "I will pick you up and drop you off if you come see my new baby girl." Danielle by the way lives three hours away and I hate going over the pass in the winter and all by myself, so a deal like that was hard to turn down. Danielle lives in Moses Lake, it is the equivalent of any small hick town in America. Danielle: You hate where I live, I hate where you live. Needless to say I had a good time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155555752266610450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w2pDGStxI/AAAAAAAABgM/4EJJIkuuDtU/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with Danielle who is looking "very sober." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday night she drags me out to the local tavern. That's right it is called the Saucy Hog. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155557195375621922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w39DGStyI/AAAAAAAABgU/pb0JlvIDKSU/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was prime example of hick, but we had fun. It was the first time the two of us drank together. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155558028599277362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w4tjGStzI/AAAAAAAABgc/iQK_mB4L8_c/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Girls night out in Moses Lake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and here is Danielle's precious little girl Zoey.   A very good weekend in hick town, I mean Moses Lake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155558913362540370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w5hDGSt1I/AAAAAAAABgs/GQJy6HZC6IQ/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news we had some excitement when I got home.   I was just about to go to bed at 11pm at night when I hear a loud bang I got up thinking oh my god someone broke in.   I don't see anyone or hear anything else and figure it is nothing.  Five minutes later I hear a bang and I see lights out of my window.  I look outside and there is a car in our front yard.  Right away I run downstairs and call the police.   My dad and I rush outside to make sure the people in the car are alright.  We get to the car and their is a pregnant woman holding a baby in her lap.   She seems disoriented and I take her baby from her so she can relax and make sure everything is all right.   She gets out of the car and starts saying random stuff that doesn't make sense.   She then comes over to me, I by the way am still holding her baby and I am thinking she is coming over because she wants her baby, no she comes over and smacks him upside the head.  Of course he starts to cry now and I can't calm him down I mean I would cry to if I got smacked upside the head.   She then goes over to my dad and starts hitting him for no reason.  It was the weirdest thing ever.   We found out a couple of days later that she had bipolar and went off her medication.   The initial report they gave her was a DUI because a witness saw her swerving all over the road.  She is lucky to be alive it could have been way worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-2550145783501407271?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2550145783501407271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2550145783501407271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2550145783501407271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2550145783501407271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-aint-seattle-this-is-hickville.html' title='This Ain&apos;t Seattle, this is hickville...'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R4w1uDGStwI/AAAAAAAABgE/xyA54_AvlVQ/s72-c/IMG_0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3971707050512527865</id><published>2007-12-31T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T21:23:00.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><title type='text'>pink panther ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had four elegant balls on the 64 day cruise this was the last one of them all and definitely the most outrageous one. We got to wear awesome pink wigs (thanks to Jacky and Rosanna). It was a great night. The best part was a big diamond got stolen on stage and Adam, Amanda, Sparky and I had to go on stage and explain why we didn't steal the diamond. My alibi was that I was studying questions for my team trivia because hello I am the trivia queen. We each had a different alibi that Bruce made up for us. It was quite amusing when Adam claimed he was in the lido and "accidentally" dropped silverware from his pockets. While Sparks claimed he couldn't have stole the diamond because he is too short. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150366014433834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R3nGmjGStsI/AAAAAAAABfk/4-StZxbxqSE/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with the whole pink panther gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150370412480345826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R3nKmjGStuI/AAAAAAAABf0/lLjvxK5DYHw/s320/spark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the end all the guests find out that the thief was Spark dog. Here he is with Grace a guest on board. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150371739625240306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R3nLzzGStvI/AAAAAAAABf8/MjBHie1jC7Y/s320/dj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to DJ after the main event, but luckily everyone was all tuckered out after the ball, so I got to go to bed early.  Yeah I know I am pretty lame oh well.  I am okay with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-3971707050512527865?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3971707050512527865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3971707050512527865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3971707050512527865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3971707050512527865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/12/pink-panther-ball.html' title='pink panther ball'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R3nGmjGStsI/AAAAAAAABfk/4-StZxbxqSE/s72-c/pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-602926704659516982</id><published>2007-12-27T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:31:08.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home and Jobless, that's RIDONKULUS!!!</title><content type='html'>Awwhh, so yes it is true I am home in the rain and cold and I have no job. Oh well something big is about to happen in my life and by big I mean HUGE!!!! Can't let in on the details yet, but I am super excited to start this new chapter in my life. I really feel that this is what I am meant to do and the opportunities are going to be endless. One of these days I will get to posting Asia Pacific pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-602926704659516982?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/602926704659516982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=602926704659516982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/602926704659516982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/602926704659516982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-home-and-jobless.html' title='Home and Jobless, that&apos;s RIDONKULUS!!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2163815720193244875</id><published>2007-12-03T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:42:28.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the countdown has begun, a quick recap of escapades</title><content type='html'>Alright here is a mini recap of my last 2 months out at sea. Right now life is not so bad just got done ziplinning in Costa Rica before i have to head back to work. Days like today make me thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in Asia i was able to escort tours for free, it rocked. I lucked out and got to spend the night in Beijing in a fancy hotel it was so cool. Here I am with the other escorts in Tianmen Square at night. We ate Peking duck in Peking and I climbed the Great Wall of China, so neato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R_6RTnsDI/AAAAAAAABfM/Ba8pEiaj_vY/s1600-R/bbbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139873713791414322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R_6RTnsDI/AAAAAAAABfM/QQuJ6crR8JY/s320/bbbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When in Hong Kong do what the locals do, get crazy! This picture was taken right before a big night of partying. I am the one in blue and white. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139871712336654338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R-FxTnsAI/AAAAAAAABe0/gBH3cwND15c/s320/blah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved Australia!!! For some reason I had this feeling I would. In Cairns I went snorkeling and in Sydney I meet up with Woodsy and we drank all day long. It was a blast, Woodsy made a great tour guide.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R_AhTnsCI/AAAAAAAABfE/yZGT0bC3PeE/s1600-R/bllll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139872721653968930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R_AhTnsCI/AAAAAAAABfE/GD18_xXYI50/s320/bllll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Halloween on a ship is always great. We had a guest party and a crew party. I had a great time being a clown and Adam loved being a fat ballerina a little too much. The best costume however had to definitly be Sparky he was our little Spark dog. I bought his costume for $6 at the Goodwill, best $6 I ever spent. It was meant for a 12 year old, but we made it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139877879909691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1SDsxTnsEI/AAAAAAAABfU/aeUacPuDY5Y/s320/hhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more pics when I get back, but for now I must say hasta la vista, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-2163815720193244875?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2163815720193244875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2163815720193244875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2163815720193244875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2163815720193244875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/12/countdown-has-begun-quick-recap-of.html' title='the countdown has begun, a quick recap of escapades'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/R1R_6RTnsDI/AAAAAAAABfM/QQuJ6crR8JY/s72-c/bbbb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5761451199003119475</id><published>2007-09-18T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T12:45:46.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Alaska, Hello Asia</title><content type='html'>It is my last week in Alaska.  I am off to Asia starting the 21st of September.  Six sea days right in a row that is going to be rough. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RvApxRZqvII/AAAAAAAABes/u13k-g0ibpM/s1600-h/IMGP1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111631503526902914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RvApxRZqvII/AAAAAAAABes/u13k-g0ibpM/s320/IMGP1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/37432947-5761451199003119475?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5761451199003119475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5761451199003119475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5761451199003119475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5761451199003119475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-alaska-hello-asia.html' title='Goodbye Alaska, Hello Asia'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RvApxRZqvII/AAAAAAAABes/u13k-g0ibpM/s72-c/IMGP1786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1929131570269004447</id><published>2007-09-09T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:28:39.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queens, otters and Bears oh my!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because I am a woman on this ship this week does not make me a lesbian, but it probably doesn't help that for the costume party I decided to go as Ryan and Ryan decided to go as me. You see we are a team and we had to go as a family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109032318102433858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rubt0xJ8cEI/AAAAAAAABeU/_X0V2kuJzMA/s320/IMGP1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From Left to right: My wife Rachelle, me the husband Ryan, our daughter Beath and our pet rabbit Nicole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budi and Bagus with Ryan and myself. They thought as do I that I was an ugly looking man. Ryan on the other hand...well who knows how far he could go with it. Even though he didn't walk like a girl at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109033675312099410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RubvDxJ8cFI/AAAAAAAABec/bC-48cM9JKc/s320/IMGP1806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got to dress up for the Lumber Jock T-dance.  That was alot of fun as well.  For an hour we got free rum and coke.  Really though I just liked dressing up.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109034615909937250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rubv6hJ8cGI/AAAAAAAABek/nYKYmLiPB2I/s320/IMGP1819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Lindi, me, Beath and Ryan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-1929131570269004447?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1929131570269004447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1929131570269004447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1929131570269004447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1929131570269004447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/09/queens-otters-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Queens, otters and Bears oh my!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rubt0xJ8cEI/AAAAAAAABeU/_X0V2kuJzMA/s72-c/IMGP1797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-250776415692073150</id><published>2007-09-05T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:30:50.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Inspiration charter ends..back to the regular clientel</title><content type='html'>It has been an interesting week for me. It has been full of many highs and lows. It started off pretty good. We had just finished our Gaither cruise. Which was lots of fun because well lets just say I had no idea who the Gaithers were, but I got extra sleep so that was nice. It was a weird cruise there was no dancing allowed and alcohol couldn’t be shown in any of the bars. All they came for was to watch the Gaithers. If you are like me and don’t know who the Gaithers are they are a gospel singing family and they have a huge following. I treated them like every other guest, well because I didn’t know who they were, so I couldn’t tell them apart. I was in the elevator with Kayla and they walked in and I said “you guys going to come up and party in the Crows Nest tonight?” Mrs. Gaiter replies, “Where is the party at?” I said “wherever you want it to be.” They got out and Kayla shook her head at me and was like I can’t believe you just asked the Gaithers to party. Hey even Christians can party….just don’t be dancing, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of this cruise my daddy took me out to lunch and I got to see my Leif while in Seattle. So here I am thinking this is going to be a great cruise…umm yeah first formal night comes around and I meet Mr. Creepo. I know girls can be bitches sometimes I have been one myself, but when creepos act creepy you have to be mean. First off he isn’t a bad looking guy maybe just socially awkward, but rule number one pick up lines are not attractive. I was wearing a blue dress and he said you been floating around like a blue angel, will you be my blue angel? No biggie I can let that one go, but it got worse. Later in the Crows Nest we were talking because at this point I still didn’t know what type of guy he was. You know my job is to entertain the guests. So we start talking, I of course bought him a drink, duh so I can drink as well. The conversation went like this; Creepo: So your job is to make me happy? Me: Yes I am here to entertain. Creepo: Oh I should start making a list. Me: Sure I guess you could do that, but I did just buy you a drink that should be good for now right? Creepo: Well, I could have used you earlier. Me: Yeah, why is that? Creepo: Well, I was in the hot tub and I needed a back massage. Me (disgusted face): okay well I wouldn’t have done that. Creepo: yeah I asked my mom and she wouldn’t either. EWWWWHHH! Then a slow song comes on, of course perfect timing yeah not really. He of course wants to dance and he kept creeping around and trying to move my hands as I kept moving back. At this point I was done and told him I had to go do other duties. The next night I was greeting people at doors and there is a thirteen year old on board that has been pretty bored and has been bugging me and the others. Kids I can handle, creepy guys on the other hand, ewhh gross. Anyways the kid sees creepo and yells at him “hey I know you.” Creepo comes over and says “is this your boyfriend?” Ha, that is so funny, not really. Then Creepo says you should practice pickup lines on Rachelle she loves it. I say real quickly no, not so much. Then he tells the kid, “use pickup lines on her then I can slide right in.” Then I say the show is starting you better go, thank god. Anyway that was the first 3 nights in a nutshell ever since I have been avoiding him like the plague. I think he has finally gotten the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fourth day happened to fall on Ryan’s Birthday September 3rd. I got up at 7:30am and decorated his door with lots of balloons and I spelt out Happy B-day with condoms. It was quite amusing. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108318284084441106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RuRkahJ8cBI/AAAAAAAABd8/rN7owWkXPf4/s320/IMGP1772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then that night Ryan and I decided to go bar hoping around the ship. We started in the Crows Nest were we had 2 raspberry margaritas. Then we went to the Lido Bar and had a chocolate cake and a long island iced tea. Our next stop was the piano bar; there we had a tequila sunrise. Then we worked a little bit and had a few more drinks. By the time country night got going it was a little rough. I have the hardest and last dance of the night to teach. This is of course on a microphone and in front of lots of guests. I started my dance by saying now lets grapevine to the right, clap, clap and then lets grapevine to the right, clap, clap. I mean your other right which would be your left. Then the next part I don’t remember, but everyone told me the next day what I did. There is a part in my dance were you rock forward and rock back. Well during the rock forward part I rocked a little too forward and said in the mic “whoa” and almost lost my balance. Then country night was officially over, but I took Shelley and Ryan to one more place. We went to the lido bar and had another chocolate cake each. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108319018523848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RuRlFRJ8cCI/AAAAAAAABeE/wZRPBGwTJlM/s320/IMGP1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryan and I both felt it the next morning we woke up with pounding headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-250776415692073150?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/250776415692073150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=250776415692073150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/250776415692073150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/250776415692073150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/09/inspiration-charter-endsback-to-regular.html' title='Inspiration charter ends..back to the regular clientel'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RuRkahJ8cBI/AAAAAAAABd8/rN7owWkXPf4/s72-c/IMGP1772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5124387791248579049</id><published>2007-08-26T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:16:41.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaotter Quest</title><content type='html'>Sitka, Alaska yeah! This past week I was able to go on a seaotter quest. That just meant that I got to go on a little boat and watch for wildlife. It was pretty neat though. I saw some bald eagles, sea otters, whales and seals. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104962535941763074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rth4YRJ8cAI/AAAAAAAABd0/YJ_1lfxBn-4/s320/IMGP1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beautiful wildlife&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104962213819215858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rth4FhJ8b_I/AAAAAAAABds/So6jvW7354A/s320/IMGP1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check this sucker out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-45aee2043bccaad6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45aee2043bccaad6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330023712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B05C55DC3366916F7F68511B7C8038B10426CAB.5D2BC7EB5D8D0D5C1898F28797344267FF1A09E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45aee2043bccaad6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS8b-rS6eENJIW8wsPAfytRrvjms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45aee2043bccaad6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330023712%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B05C55DC3366916F7F68511B7C8038B10426CAB.5D2BC7EB5D8D0D5C1898F28797344267FF1A09E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45aee2043bccaad6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS8b-rS6eENJIW8wsPAfytRrvjms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5124387791248579049?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=45aee2043bccaad6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5124387791248579049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5124387791248579049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5124387791248579049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5124387791248579049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/08/seaotter-quest.html' title='Seaotter Quest'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rth4YRJ8cAI/AAAAAAAABd0/YJ_1lfxBn-4/s72-c/IMGP1733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9098137449003597987</id><published>2007-08-19T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:28:18.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day for Indonesia</title><content type='html'>Independence Day=Crew Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I love crew parties they are always so much fun because I get to party with people who I normally wouldn't be able to and of course free alcohol and a live band it can't get better than that. However this crew party was a little different than most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble was a brewing. Somehow a guest found this area and I noticed as did other people that he was not crew. Ryan and I both talked to him I even said "you have guts to come in here." I didn't want to get involved, but another guy asked him to leave and the guest wouldn't. The guest got physical and started fighting with the crew and flat out just refused to leave. It was really pathetic. I mean come on ha, you got in cool, but when you are asked to leave, just leave. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsimGpjNOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/GcjklQblWOk/s1600-h/IMGP1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100509211160033938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsimGpjNOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/GcjklQblWOk/s320/IMGP1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Jose and Felipe. Felipe was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zuiderdam&lt;/span&gt; with me and Jose is just cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsilIJjNOoI/AAAAAAAABdc/zPsnj4quHAs/s1600-h/IMGP1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100508137418209922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsilIJjNOoI/AAAAAAAABdc/zPsnj4quHAs/s320/IMGP1677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt; Cruise staff! Cruise staff! Whats up? Whats up? Ryan, myself and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beath&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many rumors went around the ship as to how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beath&lt;/span&gt; hurt herself, but the truth of the matter was she slipped and fell simple as that. She was not drunk she just fell. One such rumor was the guest knocked her down. Another was he flung a glass at her, but nope she just fell and blood started gushing everywhere it was pretty gross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsikGpjNOnI/AAAAAAAABdU/JZefl97OWoY/s1600-h/IMGP1685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100507012136778354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsikGpjNOnI/AAAAAAAABdU/JZefl97OWoY/s320/IMGP1685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beath&lt;/span&gt; getting checked out by the nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;on board&lt;/span&gt;. I feel real bad, can you tell? She was okay, it looked worse than it really was. &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/37432947-9098137449003597987?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9098137449003597987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9098137449003597987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9098137449003597987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9098137449003597987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/08/independence-day-for-indonesia.html' title='Independence Day for Indonesia'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsimGpjNOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/GcjklQblWOk/s72-c/IMGP1670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-101322793930140371</id><published>2007-08-14T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T13:17:22.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Random Week</title><content type='html'>So it has been one of those weeks.  I don't know what to expect anymore.   I found out that my current roomate on the ship is my bestfriends cousin.  They haven't seen each other in 10 years, so we all had lunch together on Friday.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098647604103488434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsII-218I7I/AAAAAAAABcc/8L3Kq2uTwLg/s320/IMGP1651.JPG" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Mrs. Jump, Mr. Jump, Beath, me and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Juneau day it was Adams birthday.  I unfortunatley couldn't get off the ship, but while greeting people at the doors I was able to switch with Beath so I could get off the ship in the eventing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsIJ0G18I9I/AAAAAAAABcs/bFsQ_G5rv2o/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098648518931522514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsIJ0G18I9I/AAAAAAAABcs/bFsQ_G5rv2o/s320/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;From left to right: Ryan, David, me and Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course more partying in the crew bar was to follow. I drank way too much this night and the next day was difficult.  I was even having problems playing ring toss how bad is that?  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsIIQW18I6I/AAAAAAAABcU/FG195OcY1yw/s1600-h/beeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098646805239571362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsIIQW18I6I/AAAAAAAABcU/FG195OcY1yw/s320/beeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Top: Me, David.  Bottom: Lori, Adam and Bradie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on country night the night right after Juneau I was feeling better by around 3 pm and my game was back on.  We had a rockin' good time and partied it up some more.  &lt;div&gt;Most of the time I do really love this job.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098648248348582850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsIJkW18I8I/AAAAAAAABck/CyL46Z9TI-M/s320/IMGP1663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-101322793930140371?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/101322793930140371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=101322793930140371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/101322793930140371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/101322793930140371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-random-week.html' title='Crazy Random Week'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RsII-218I7I/AAAAAAAABcc/8L3Kq2uTwLg/s72-c/IMGP1651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6181174633035808646</id><published>2007-08-08T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T02:14:02.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Crasher</title><content type='html'>My first time in Victoria while on board the MS Amsterdam Tara invited me to go on a shore excursion with her. We ended up doing the wine and chocolate excursion. We wined and dined and I even got to try ice wine. It was a nice little tour for free, but I wouldn't pay for it that is for sure, he, he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour we went into town and had dinner at the noodle box and then meet up with Kat and David or should I say we crashed their pub crawl tour. By the time we got there everyone had quite a bit of alcohol and were more than happy to have Tara and I tag along. All of the guests of the group were really cool and on my night off I decided to go up to the Crows Nest just to hang out with them some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RrmEZm18I5I/AAAAAAAABcM/aRtQx_xVSTw/s1600-h/pubcrawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096250028804809618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RrmEZm18I5I/AAAAAAAABcM/aRtQx_xVSTw/s320/pubcrawl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I have 6 more weeks in Alaska. Woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6181174633035808646?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6181174633035808646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6181174633035808646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6181174633035808646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6181174633035808646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/08/party-crasher.html' title='Party Crasher'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RrmEZm18I5I/AAAAAAAABcM/aRtQx_xVSTw/s72-c/pubcrawl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5840449066777660258</id><published>2007-07-29T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T13:57:03.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire and Ice</title><content type='html'>So it has been an interesting week for me. It has been full of some ups and downs for myself and our naked Holland cruisers. The day I arrived on the ship I was pleasantly surprised to know about 6 people of the crew.  Also believe it or not I was happy to have the Bare Necessities group as my first cruise onboard the Amsterdam.  A lot of the people on the cruise recognized me from the last naked cruise and welcomed me with enthusiasm.  I was even asked to be a maid of honor of a couple on board.  I didn’t know it, but on the last cruise I made a love connection at a table I hosted with the happy couple.  I am sure it will be a naked wedding so luckily for me I don’t have to buy a dress.  We actually played pool games with these people and it was pretty interesting.  We had the good ol’ orange pass under your chin game, pass the inflatable ship between your legs and belly flop competitions.  We also invented a game up in the Crows Nest called Dodge the Dick.  Pretty much it consists of us dancing on the dance floor avoiding naked old men dancing.  The other cruise staff girl Beth and I would frantically dance all over the dance floor while putting Ryan in the middle, he’s a guy he can handle it.  This group was not nearly as crazy as before, but they definitely pushed their limits.  Our d.j. onboard was asked to go to a swingers party while I spent the majority of the cruise avoiding a guest who invaded my personal space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am on top of Mount Roberts. I went up with Ryan he is my gay boyfriend for this contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rqz5OW18I4I/AAAAAAAABcE/O-OX8regVe4/s1600-h/Alaska+Pics+Cruise+5+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092719303694492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rqz5OW18I4I/AAAAAAAABcE/O-OX8regVe4/s320/Alaska+Pics+Cruise+5+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cruisers also had a Fire and Ice costume ball.  The guy that won dressed up as a giant matchbox with his penis sticking out as a matchstick.  He even painted it to look like a matchstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are after the Fire and Ice ball. We got to wear these awesome red jackets.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rqz2gW18I3I/AAAAAAAABb8/QW_fYowK01g/s1600-h/IMGP1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092716314397254514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rqz2gW18I3I/AAAAAAAABb8/QW_fYowK01g/s320/IMGP1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left to right: Laura, Jordan, Beth, Conor, Kayla, Ryan and Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5840449066777660258?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5840449066777660258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5840449066777660258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5840449066777660258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5840449066777660258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/07/fire-and-ice.html' title='Fire and Ice'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rqz5OW18I4I/AAAAAAAABcE/O-OX8regVe4/s72-c/Alaska+Pics+Cruise+5+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5185557112411134304</id><published>2007-07-22T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:53:27.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go up my something nasty, inside joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wow Vegas was unbelievable. We took a helicopter ride over Vegas, saw the Phantom of the Opera and partied all day and all night long. I mean come on look at this we got so crazy we danced with men who could be our grandparents. Okay I didn't but Roxy did, lol. I love this pic. it is a little scary but pretty funny.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPMMG18IzI/AAAAAAAABbc/lbiuN_-1x6I/s1600-h/IMGP1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090136512226140978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPMMG18IzI/AAAAAAAABbc/lbiuN_-1x6I/s320/IMGP1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second night in Vegas we went out and Roxy hooked it up. She got us free alcohol all night by being sneaky. I love being sneaky and having sneaky friends, lol. She befriended all the V.I.P'ers and we drank all their alcohol. It was pretty sweet since alcohol is crazy expensive in Vegas. We bought 4 shots of vodka it cost $50, unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Roxy...we know you hooked it up, lol. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090142293252121442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPRcm18I2I/AAAAAAAABb0/WltC0IFGSUE/s320/IMGP1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are, I look like a deer in headlights, but believe I am having a good time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPFw218IxI/AAAAAAAABbM/pvJF5yCo-sM/s1600-h/IMG_3594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090129447004939026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPFw218IxI/AAAAAAAABbM/pvJF5yCo-sM/s320/IMG_3594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are after we saw the Phantom of the Opera. What an amazing show.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPEqm18IvI/AAAAAAAABa8/88MOzEtuZ-0/s1600-h/IMG_3591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090128240119128818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPEqm18IvI/AAAAAAAABa8/88MOzEtuZ-0/s320/IMG_3591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leif and I were so excited because we made it all night. It was 5 am by the time we left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090134205828703010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPKF218IyI/AAAAAAAABbU/QRUkKUEUx94/s320/IMG_3616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have amazing stories from this trip and a few quotes that will go on the quote wall, yeah you are welcome guys someone has to be the stupid one in the group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5185557112411134304?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5185557112411134304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5185557112411134304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5185557112411134304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5185557112411134304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-go-up-my-something-nasty-inside.html' title='Don&apos;t go up my something nasty, inside joke'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RqPMMG18IzI/AAAAAAAABbc/lbiuN_-1x6I/s72-c/IMGP1535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-8266104617430782891</id><published>2007-07-18T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:08:08.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the words of Danie "my family is retarded"</title><content type='html'>Yes it is true I have a retarded family, but I gotta love them.  Sam, Dan, and myself are blaming our moms for this.  We are also hoping that it skips a generation and that we will not succumb to the Robinson curse.   So I can never have kids because they are doomed if I do.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5W9Sh0FFI/AAAAAAAABa0/iDseF_Birf4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088600239920911442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5W9Sh0FFI/AAAAAAAABa0/iDseF_Birf4/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep it is starting to show.  No really we are super cool.   I mean come on gangster here...okay not really, but I swear it is going to skip a generation.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5V0yh0FEI/AAAAAAAABas/EgW7QFXn5n8/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088598994380395586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5V0yh0FEI/AAAAAAAABas/EgW7QFXn5n8/s320/55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was great seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;. I don't get to spend nearly enough time with them.  We played dominoes for 3 hours.  I lost to Danie, Sam and Clifton, but ha I beat my mom and my aunt Vanessa and that is what matters.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5VZih0FDI/AAAAAAAABak/-KsfMofM-aw/s1600-h/n56903540_31063248_3991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088598526228960306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5VZih0FDI/AAAAAAAABak/-KsfMofM-aw/s320/n56903540_31063248_3991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Left to right: Sam, me, mom, Dan, and Clifton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-8266104617430782891?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/8266104617430782891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=8266104617430782891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8266104617430782891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8266104617430782891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-words-of-danie-my-family-is-retarded.html' title='In the words of Danie &quot;my family is retarded&quot;'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rp5W9Sh0FFI/AAAAAAAABa0/iDseF_Birf4/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6810785403019853630</id><published>2007-07-15T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:03:12.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheree Ree</title><content type='html'>My Vegas photos are M.I.A.  I'll talk about Vegas later when the photos arrive.  On other news my dear friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; came to visit me this week.   It was awesome we did so much we went to a Mariners game, Green lake, hiking Mt. Rainier and to a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' hick bar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; and Cheyenne.   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqEXCh0E_I/AAAAAAAABaE/7ZcL3gzW6Ok/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087524260418950130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqEXCh0E_I/AAAAAAAABaE/7ZcL3gzW6Ok/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How beautiful is this picture?   So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; wasn't going to take this shot but the people sitting next to us literally made us.  I got hit in the leg while the lady was like "look sunset take a picture, take a picture."  Okay alright chill out already.   Needless to say they were right, but still annoying.  The Mariners won 3-2.   It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cheree's&lt;/span&gt; first baseball game ever.  She especially loved it when we sang take me out to the ballgame during the seventh inning.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087524638376072194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqEtCh0FAI/AAAAAAAABaM/3ceAjJPqLS4/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are hiking up Mt. Rainier.   It was a great hike, but we got ate by mosquito's all over the place.  Gotta love the great outdoors.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087526661305668642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqGiyh0FCI/AAAAAAAABac/kgRdhd3cA08/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are at the Yellow Beak in good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Enumclaw&lt;/span&gt;.   Yep that is right hick bar, hick town all the way.  I had fun people watching at this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087525819492078610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqFxyh0FBI/AAAAAAAABaU/q_fkd7c-VJo/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right; me, Nicole, Cheyenne and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6810785403019853630?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6810785403019853630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6810785403019853630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6810785403019853630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6810785403019853630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/07/cheree-ree.html' title='Cheree Ree'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RpqEXCh0E_I/AAAAAAAABaE/7ZcL3gzW6Ok/s72-c/DSC00134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-4482588202135810835</id><published>2007-06-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T14:14:23.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>I am heading to Vegas Baby!!!!</title><content type='html'>What a great week I have had and it isn't even over yet.   I may not be cruising anywhere exotic right now, but home is the best place ever at the moment.  Not only did I get to go to two Mariner games, but I got to go to the Mariners game were Ken Griffey Jr. came back.  It was really good to see him back here even if it wasn't in a Mariners uniform.  Then I got to go golfing with Chad and Nick.  We were going to go golfing for real which I hate to admit I am not the greatest golfer, but Chad got called in to work so we had to settle for mini-golf.  Mini-golf is another matter.  I beat Chad and Nick by two strokes, so really it was close all around.  After mini-golf we hit some balls in the batting cages.  Oh I haven't done that for ages it was so much fun.  It makes me miss fast pitch.  I have decided that when I am settled for awhile I am going to join a softball league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Nick, oh yeah we are super cool kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoVxBVZ_JYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/k1XN5t_5cuA/s1600-h/IMGP1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081592022297421186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoVxBVZ_JYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/k1XN5t_5cuA/s320/IMGP1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then yesterday Roxy and I had the chance to go to a private Sonics Draft Party which wasn't even open to the public.  We got hooked up with a bunch of free stuff and got to see first hand the first round pick of the Sonics.  We also found out that our beloved Ray, Ray got traded, sad times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081331133098960242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoSDvlZ_JXI/AAAAAAAABZs/9huekqOCVCo/s320/IMG_3535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My week isn't over yet, I am so excited I am heading to Vegas in two days with two of my bestest friends, Leif and Roxy.  It is going to be CRAZY!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoR-vFZ_JWI/AAAAAAAABZk/1VyLTl9KB48/s1600-h/IMG_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081325626950886754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoR-vFZ_JWI/AAAAAAAABZk/1VyLTl9KB48/s320/IMG_3519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-4482588202135810835?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/4482588202135810835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=4482588202135810835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4482588202135810835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4482588202135810835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-heading-to-vegas-baby.html' title='I am heading to Vegas Baby!!!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RoVxBVZ_JYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/k1XN5t_5cuA/s72-c/IMGP1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5446888235595872348</id><published>2007-06-18T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:17:53.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie go to Vegas</title><content type='html'>I have now been home a week and it has felt so good to see my friends and family. I know I will always have a good time with my friends back home and Saturday was no exception. I went with Katie and Leif to see Gwen Stefani in concert. We of course had the lawn which in turn means nose bleed section, but it was still fun. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc35G3RHHI/AAAAAAAABZU/8zz8OkT78DM/s1600-h/IMGP1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077588559118015602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc35G3RHHI/AAAAAAAABZU/8zz8OkT78DM/s320/IMGP1400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best shot I could get, but if you look real close the lettering in red says wind it up.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc2f23RHGI/AAAAAAAABZM/RFZD0BxvC_4/s1600-h/IMGP1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077587025814690914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc2f23RHGI/AAAAAAAABZM/RFZD0BxvC_4/s320/IMGP1422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the end of her concert. No that isn't a bunch of ants it is Gwen with her dancers.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc1ZG3RHFI/AAAAAAAABZE/d1uSzZ6T_v8/s1600-h/IMGP1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077585810338946130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc1ZG3RHFI/AAAAAAAABZE/d1uSzZ6T_v8/s320/IMGP1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Overall it was a good concert we probably spent more time in the car because of traffic, but we had fun yelling at people out the window and watching weird people outside the window waiting for traffic to move along. I guess you would have had to been there, but it was fun take my word for it.  Oh and the coolest thing ever was they had this thing if you text messaged a message you could get it on the big screen.  So I text "Katie go to Vegas"   and it appeared on the big screen, it was pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5446888235595872348?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5446888235595872348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5446888235595872348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5446888235595872348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5446888235595872348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/06/katie-go-to-vegas.html' title='Katie go to Vegas'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rnc35G3RHHI/AAAAAAAABZU/8zz8OkT78DM/s72-c/IMGP1400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-778718414549594452</id><published>2007-05-28T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:32:25.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Reasons For 24</title><content type='html'>Okay my birthday was insane. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; made me a shirt that had 24 dares on the back. Of course being the competitive person that I am I had to attempt all of them. On the front of the shirt there were 24 suckers that people had to suck off of me. I of course had to go around asking everyone if they wanted to suck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a list of the dares: 1. Lead the bar in a song, standing on a chair 2. Start a conga line 3. Take a shot off of someone 4. Have someone take a shot off of you 5. Convince someone to take off his shirt (or her) 6. 60 second hot seat with 5 people your choice 7. Kiss a bald man on the head 8. Be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;serenaded&lt;/span&gt; by someone 9. Make a face on your stomach and make it talk 10. Make up a dance to a song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; playing 11. Get spanked by somebody 12. Someone asks you truth or dare #1 13. Rub noses with a person of your choice 14. Re-enact that famous When Harry Met Sally diner scene 15.lick your elbow 16. Have a guy write his cabin number somewhere on your body where no one else can see 17. Someone asks truth or dare #2 18. Staring contest-winner buys 19. Sing and act "little teapot"20. Without saying anything walk up and smell someones armpit 20. arm wrestle a person of your choice 22. someone asks truth or dare #3 23. perform your own version of the can-can 24. make sure you have all candies sucked off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeah that is right I won the arm wrestling contest.   I of course got to pick my competition, so I picked Charlene from the spa.  She put up a good fight, but I took it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsL-AaPfvI/AAAAAAAABGU/UU0pZwQEz_8/s1600-h/IMGP1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069658965425487602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsL-AaPfvI/AAAAAAAABGU/UU0pZwQEz_8/s320/IMGP1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one of my dares was to have a conga line going through the bar.   Oh my goodness it was hilarious.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsKkwaPfhI/AAAAAAAABEk/de0sY3CYybM/s1600-h/IMGP1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069657432122162706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsKkwaPfhI/AAAAAAAABEk/de0sY3CYybM/s320/IMGP1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conga line is not stopping anytime soon.  It left the bar and even came back.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsJugaPfgI/AAAAAAAABEc/ZnPQ-Q1kY_c/s1600-h/IMGP1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069656500114259458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsJugaPfgI/AAAAAAAABEc/ZnPQ-Q1kY_c/s320/IMGP1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am trying to lick my own elbow.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; that was the one thing on the list that I really couldn't do, but believe me I tried and tried all night long.   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsJAgaPffI/AAAAAAAABEU/ARiE3VDBA6M/s1600-h/IMGP1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069655709840276978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsJAgaPffI/AAAAAAAABEU/ARiE3VDBA6M/s320/IMGP1347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this last picture is one of the ones towards the end of the night.   Paulie is asking me what I have on my stomach and I wasn't able to answer him.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; of course always in the back just laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071162843929216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RmBjvQaPhtI/AAAAAAAABWY/LWSDYlP9SNg/s320/IMGP1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great birthday.   Good friends, good times.   Of course the party will of course continue in Seattle, can't wait.  One more week and I go home!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-778718414549594452?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/778718414549594452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=778718414549594452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/778718414549594452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/778718414549594452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/24-reasons-for-24.html' title='24 Reasons For 24'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlsL-AaPfvI/AAAAAAAABGU/UU0pZwQEz_8/s72-c/IMGP1329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-193328412705924596</id><published>2007-05-24T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T13:47:45.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday, kind of...</title><content type='html'>So we celebrated my birthday a tad early. It technically isn't until tomorrow, May 25Th. However the ship has had some engine problems lately and we don't even know if we are going to stop in Bar Harbour, Maine. So we decided hey lets just celebrate in Sydney, Nova Scotia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Charles in front of the giant violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlX1sgaPeAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i4jEJPUxcfg/s1600-h/IMGP1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068227100638410754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlX1sgaPeAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i4jEJPUxcfg/s320/IMGP1215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta have cake on your birthday.  Of course they put sparklers on it, so I blew and blew and nothing happend...how rude:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlX00gaPd_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/EC7cwhlv1j0/s1600-h/IMGP1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068226138565736434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlX00gaPd_I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/EC7cwhlv1j0/s320/IMGP1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole ship family showed up. It was a really fun. We even decided we are coming back to celebrate Randall and Paulie's birthday here.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlXz2QaPd9I/AAAAAAAAA4A/P8rlXk5TfcU/s1600-h/IMGP1225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068225069118879698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlXz2QaPd9I/AAAAAAAAA4A/P8rlXk5TfcU/s320/IMGP1225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheree, Chris, Paulie, Ian, Riva, 2 guests, Wendy, Dawnell, Randall, Charles, me, Doni, Laura and Albert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-193328412705924596?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/193328412705924596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=193328412705924596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/193328412705924596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/193328412705924596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-my-birthday-kind-of.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday, kind of...'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlX1sgaPeAI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i4jEJPUxcfg/s72-c/IMGP1215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2828895406773090049</id><published>2007-05-20T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T10:56:24.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repositioning Cruise</title><content type='html'>Cheree and I made a new friend in New London, Connecticut.   New London I spent the day shopping.  I bought a new project at a local craft store.  I know really exciting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheree and her new buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCJEQaPbEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d88gjYua_AM/s1600-h/IMGP0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066700287009320002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCJEQaPbEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d88gjYua_AM/s320/IMGP0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my new buddy.   He really likes Dr. Pepper.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCI2QaPbDI/AAAAAAAAAgo/fDrCUGoMIzY/s1600-h/IMGP0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066700046491151410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCI2QaPbDI/AAAAAAAAAgo/fDrCUGoMIzY/s320/IMGP0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Kathleen and Dennis waiting for the tender boat to go see Rhode Island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066701399405849714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCKFAaPbHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GIDtwWqa9KA/s320/IMGP0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my future house, yeah right.   Rhode Island has beautiful mansions all over the place.  Cherees friend Tim lives in the area and he took us to all the mansions.  Cheree found pop its at a local magic shop and the 3 of us threw them out the window at people.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066700909779577954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCJogaPbGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/xGQVoawH3J0/s320/IMGP0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in Quebec City.   I love this place it is the coolest.   I just wish I knew more French.   All I know is Bonjour and merci.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066700677851343954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCJbAaPbFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XwKi2Bke1Ls/s320/IMGP1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-2828895406773090049?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2828895406773090049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2828895406773090049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2828895406773090049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2828895406773090049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/repositioning-cruise.html' title='Repositioning Cruise'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCJEQaPbEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d88gjYua_AM/s72-c/IMGP0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6160822205087726007</id><published>2007-05-20T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:28:58.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love gunchpunch and daiquiris</title><content type='html'>I hate to say it, but it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Becketts&lt;/span&gt; last daiquiri night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sad times&lt;/span&gt;. Here's to you buddy. During this long repositioning cruise we also introduced a new tradition that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gunchpunch&lt;/span&gt; night. Only Chris knows the secret recipe, but I think he told Paulie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCGIQaPbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/QpHrCRGs7wM/s1600-h/IMGP1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066697057193913346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCGIQaPbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/QpHrCRGs7wM/s320/IMGP1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Laste&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt;, me and Albert enjoying daiquiri night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066694725026671570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCEAgaPa9I/AAAAAAAAAf4/HSvtSZ1uLQY/s320/IMGP0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Chris dumping his creation into the jug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066697941957176354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCG7waPbCI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BQBrLcEJkGg/s320/IMGP1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gunchpunch&lt;/span&gt; also happened to be on the same night of black and white. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066696528912935922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCFpgaPa_I/AAAAAAAAAgI/cz2Os-ysTqE/s320/IMGP1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know who this guy is, but whatever anything goes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gunchpunch&lt;/span&gt; night. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066697409381231634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCGcwaPbBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/GCp0kv2BodA/s320/IMGP1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6160822205087726007?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6160822205087726007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6160822205087726007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6160822205087726007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6160822205087726007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-gunchpunch-and-daiquiris.html' title='I love gunchpunch and daiquiris'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RlCGIQaPbAI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/QpHrCRGs7wM/s72-c/IMGP1010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5518315060722897552</id><published>2007-05-09T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T14:08:44.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savannah, Georgia</title><content type='html'>Savannah, Georgia is a really cool city. I spent the morning with Cheree and Randall. We ended up taking a city bike tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are in front of the Mercer House. This house was the site where the plot takes off in the movie and book of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062668239311354914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkI18MPOPCI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-ygIjTVwazQ/s320/IMGP0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a little city tour a bunch of us went out to lunch at Paula Deans famous restaurant. It was all you can eat southern food. Oh boy it was good. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062669776909646898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkI3VsPOPDI/AAAAAAAAAds/OHf3jflA0yw/s320/IMGP0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I did some shopping with Doni and Randall and somehow ended up in a gay bar.   Yeah again I don't know how I end up in some of the places I do.   Overall it was a damn good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5518315060722897552?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5518315060722897552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5518315060722897552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5518315060722897552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5518315060722897552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/savannah-georgia.html' title='Savannah, Georgia'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkI18MPOPCI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-ygIjTVwazQ/s72-c/IMGP0917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1201207041505150781</id><published>2007-05-09T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:15:47.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooters</title><content type='html'>It had to come to end sometime. This last cruise was amazing to say the least. I know this next cruise will be nothing like this one. Of course with everything that went on this last week I couldn't expect anything but craziness when saying goodbye. Cheree and I meet up with Woodsy, Bri, Schmidty, and Travis at Hooters on Ft. Lauder dale beach for what we thought would be an hour of drinks and lunch. What it turned into was 6 hours of craziness. Unfortunately Bri had to leave as soon as we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye Bri!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062661388838517730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIvtcPOO-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YMfAaRCr6kc/s320/IMGP0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Really don't ask I really don't know what happened, but it was fun. The guys bought these name tags off the girls for $20 it was insane. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062663708120857618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIx0cPOPBI/AAAAAAAAAdc/gyuUMet4FTk/s320/IMGP0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are with the Hooter girls. Cheree and I ended up getting name tags as well, but we didn't have to pay for ours. I was Vanessa and she ended up being Aisa. We wore them the rest of the night and only answered to Vanessa and Aisa, it was fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062661015176362962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIvXsPOO9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-ymNnDv4d9Y/s320/IMGP0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep that is Woodsy wearing the whole Hooters attire. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062663012336155650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIxL8POPAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Zui7F-48f5M/s320/IMGP0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hooters Woodsy, Aisa and Vanessa took a cab back. Woodsy had to catch his plane and Aisa and Vanessa went back to the ship. There was a crew barbecue going on &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and Aisa and Vanessa took a power nap and headed out for the evening. We meet up with our pal&lt;/span&gt; Alberto at the jazz club and we caught up with the rest of the family. We even saw a manatee, but you couldn't tell by the pictures I took, but take my word for it, it was a manatee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-1201207041505150781?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1201207041505150781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1201207041505150781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1201207041505150781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1201207041505150781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/hooters.html' title='Hooters'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIvtcPOO-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/YMfAaRCr6kc/s72-c/IMGP0875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6912443492474829989</id><published>2007-05-09T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:16:32.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Party Continues in Barbados</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness Australia took the World Cup and the party continued all through the night. I didn't get back on the ship until 6 the next morning, thank goodness I didn't have to work right away. We ended up going to this place in Barbados called Harbour Lights it was great you paid $20 to get in and then it was free drinks all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Woodsy and Brett&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062656183338154882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIq-cPOO4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/z6w1ZevncQU/s320/IMGP4908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woodsy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the crazy one of the group. He got on the roof of this place and just started dancing. The locals were just like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;all right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt;' please be careful up there." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062657063806450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIrxsPOO5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/xGSBHOnRb1I/s320/IMGP0819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woodsy somehow managed to get a jug of rum punch. Hey when you have so many people you got to be resourceful. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062658678714153906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkItPsPOO7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/wLLx31fPPSM/s320/IMGP0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just think this next picture is funny. All of us getting back at 6 am and it is light out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062659091031014338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkItnsPOO8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/6ZvPasdBSgg/s320/IMGP0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6912443492474829989?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6912443492474829989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6912443492474829989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6912443492474829989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6912443492474829989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/party-continues-in-barbados.html' title='Party Continues in Barbados'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIq-cPOO4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/z6w1ZevncQU/s72-c/IMGP4908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-173831356289085848</id><published>2007-05-09T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T13:53:31.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'>World Cup Cricket, Aussies Take All</title><content type='html'>Today was the final cricket game in Barbados. I somehow magically got the whole day off of work. Okay I switched my schedule around so I could go to the final game. Come on it was for the World Cup Cricket match. It’s like the super bowl of football or the World Series of Baseball. So of course I went with my cricket posse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; and Albert. When we got there it down poured for a good 2 hours. I loved the rain, but I guess you can’t play cricket in the rain. We bought tickets outside for 50 dollars again, but this time they were not in the party zone. Actually they were not bad seats besides the fact they were in between a ton of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lankens&lt;/span&gt;. I was wearing Aussie apparel so I decided we were not going to sit there, but I was going to get us in the party zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with the Fanatics group. Yeah that's right I am a wannabe fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062644638466063170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIgecPOO0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/xNYx8jDEjnU/s320/IMGP0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I somehow pulled it off I was able to get all three of us into the party zone, so that meant free drinks all day long. Which yeah was not good, but hey it didn't matter I didn't have to work all day so no biggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt;, Albert and a friendly guy in the party zone. I have no idea why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; and I are wearing those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; wigs. We probably thought they were cool at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062647593403562834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIjKcPOO1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/uJ41VdYHaSI/s320/IMGP0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's right the Aussies took it all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the team celebrating after winning the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062653846875945842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIo2cPOO3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/n6nk4Q5Bsow/s320/IMGP0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/37432947-173831356289085848?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/173831356289085848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=173831356289085848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/173831356289085848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/173831356289085848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/world-cup-cricket-aussies-take-all.html' title='World Cup Cricket, Aussies Take All'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RkIgecPOO0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/xNYx8jDEjnU/s72-c/IMGP0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-225061504595552655</id><published>2007-05-04T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:08:57.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Vincent</title><content type='html'>Another Caribbean island checked off the list. St. Vincent is a really beautiful island yet I really was not that impressed. The highlight of the day was jumping from a 30 foot tower because really there isn't much else to do there. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtoKsPOOzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V_yDzjSLy0M/s1600-h/IMGP0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060753139163872050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtoKsPOOzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V_yDzjSLy0M/s320/IMGP0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brad and I swam from one beach to this beach pictured here. Cheree and Celestina said it couldn't be done in less than 30 minutes, ha we did it in 28 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rjtn-sPOOyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/iT2aPLfUDY4/s1600-h/IMGP0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060752933005441826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rjtn-sPOOyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/iT2aPLfUDY4/s320/IMGP0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep that is the elegant MS Maasdam in St. Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtnuMPOOxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XBss8p8aRdA/s1600-h/IMGP0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060752649537600274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtnuMPOOxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/XBss8p8aRdA/s320/IMGP0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the 30 foot tower, I jumped from the top platform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rjtm9MPOOvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/93992SVD8G0/s1600-h/IMGP0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060751807724010226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rjtm9MPOOvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/93992SVD8G0/s320/IMGP0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah there is the huge splash I made. Oh goodness the splash really hurt my butt. 30 foot tower accomplished, skydiving soon to follow.&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/37432947-225061504595552655?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/225061504595552655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=225061504595552655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/225061504595552655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/225061504595552655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/05/st-vincent.html' title='St. Vincent'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtoKsPOOzI/AAAAAAAAAbs/V_yDzjSLy0M/s72-c/IMGP0713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-405916227055823628</id><published>2007-04-29T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:56:40.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaggy'/><title type='text'>St. Lucia Cricket and Nightlife</title><content type='html'>St. Lucia I did not want to get out of bed, but Cheree called at 8am saying “all right it is time to go to cricket.” Of course I was like no I want to sleep and I don’t want to pay for a ticket, but I ended up going because I told her I would. Cheree and I meet up with Albert on the gangway at about 8:30 am and got shuttled on over to the cricket with no ticket in hopes it would be easy to get one on the grounds. We got there and got tickets no problem, not only did we get tickets, but they were in the party zone, so with the tickets came 8 drink tickets each and 1 lunch ticket. We partied all day long made some friends with the guys behind us and Australia won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href=" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNHKbT8FBE8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNHKbT8FBE8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;'&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/KNHKbT8FBE8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name&lt;br /&gt;I even got the hat I had wanted all along by getting this guy into the party zone. Of course I had to have cruise crafts thrown in the middle of the day, so I went back to the ship for that and yeah I wasn’t able to get back on because the ship was coming in. So I went back to the cricket match to see Australia beat South Africa. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060730332887530210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtTbMPOOuI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0x7dYhdQGLw/s320/IMGP4821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;St. Lucia nightlife was off the hook. Shaggy was in town, so Celestina, Filip and I went to see how much it was, well while Filip and Celestina were buying tickets this lady came out and just gave me her ticket it was great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060723843191945890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtNhcPOOqI/AAAAAAAAAak/0rn3F0Mgt6Q/s320/IMGP0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We got all the way to the front and he put on a really good show. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060728172518980306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtRdcPOOtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PVqn9EHIQGE/s320/IMGP0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the concert we meet back up with Cheree and Albert and ran into not only a bunch of guests, but a bunch of crew as well. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060724281278610098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtN68POOrI/AAAAAAAAAas/5eWUr7o7QuY/s320/IMGP0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Celestina, Ti, Kenneth, Laste, and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-405916227055823628?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/405916227055823628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=405916227055823628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/405916227055823628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/405916227055823628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/world-cup-cricket.html' title='St. Lucia Cricket and Nightlife'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtTbMPOOuI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0x7dYhdQGLw/s72-c/IMGP4821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3916597143629098510</id><published>2007-04-26T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:17:30.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game of Cricket Followed by a Night on the Town</title><content type='html'>Today I got to experience my first game of cricket. I got a free ticket to the game from Brad, one of the guests. He even kitted me up, that is what they call wearing all the apparel of your team in Australia. I ended up not even sitting by him so I went over to the game with two other guests Brett and Ben also very nice Aussie boys. Probably by the end of the day they were both really annoyed with me asking everything there was to know about cricket. I lasted the whole game though and it was freaking 9am till 6pm. I can’t even imagine going to a baseball game for that long. England in the end took the game against the West Indies, but the game was really close England only won by one point. Instead of innings like in baseball cricket has overs, which one team has 50 overs then the next team bats their 50 overs. Of course there is more to this madness, but that is a start of why it is so confusing, but really I might get it by the end of this cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060717718568581730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtH88POOmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZxUj9hsMpmw/s320/IMGP0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Brett, Me and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect day is continued by a perfect night. So after the cricket match I had to go back to work for a little while. About 10 of us caught up in the O.B. at about midnight to go out for the night. We went to this place called St. Lawrence Gap which was the happening place to be. Chris, Brad, Cheree, Filip, Ray and I ended up going to this really cool bar that had an awesome band. It was great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060718384288512626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtIjsPOOnI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pkPUa4wwR5A/s320/IMGP0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that we ended up cruising the streets and I ran into some of the guys at another place. I walked in like I knew what I was doing, but unfortunately the other guys got stopped, so I had to butter the guy up and have him let the others in. We stayed there for awhile and then decided to head back. Cheree, Ray and I got back to the ship and it was light out, gotta love it. I then went to work 3 hours later. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060720059325758098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtKFMPOOpI/AAAAAAAAAac/aC0Q-n52EB0/s320/IMGP0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this picture of Ray. This was at the first club. The band that played was amazing and Ray got inspired to jump on stage and dance with the lead girl. Believe it or not her name was Rachelle, pretty cool I thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-3916597143629098510?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3916597143629098510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3916597143629098510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3916597143629098510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3916597143629098510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/game-of-cricket-followed-by-night-on.html' title='A Game of Cricket Followed by a Night on the Town'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RjtH88POOmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZxUj9hsMpmw/s72-c/IMGP0506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-4108583291166630967</id><published>2007-04-20T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T13:52:51.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So the cricket charter has started and oh goodness has it been good. This particular night I was up till 4am d.jing. It was great fun however. Cheree helped me out with Aussie music and Ian was around as well chatting it up with all the Aussies. They really now how to party and they are all really cool people. Today we are in Grenada, really I can't beat this life. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij9I0jRAMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FoV7aEpdnmw/s1600-h/IMGP0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055568909710721218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij9I0jRAMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FoV7aEpdnmw/s320/IMGP0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Cheree and an Aussie&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij800jRALI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ionz4ucFzQI/s1600-h/IMGP0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055568566113337522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij800jRALI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ionz4ucFzQI/s320/IMGP0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy is now known as Cheree because he stole her jacket and wore it around all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij8UEjRAKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zvUpbdrIQMU/s1600-h/IMGP0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055568003472621730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij8UEjRAKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/zvUpbdrIQMU/s320/IMGP0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Woodsy he stole my jacket and scarf and wore this all night. He actually still has my scarf. I was happy to give it up it gets hot wearing that thing. &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/37432947-4108583291166630967?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/4108583291166630967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=4108583291166630967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4108583291166630967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4108583291166630967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/aussie-aussie-aussie-oi-oi-oi.html' title='Aussie, Aussie, Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi!!!!!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rij9I0jRAMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FoV7aEpdnmw/s72-c/IMGP0488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3295763164208698874</id><published>2007-04-16T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:11:05.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days in Florida without Guests</title><content type='html'>We got really lucky this weekend we didn't have any guests on our ship for 3 days.   So what do you think we did, we partied, oh yeah.  All 5 of us rented a room at the Embassy Suites and it was a great time.  We went shopping, drank and really just had fun without having to deal with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWnpyTKfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/i1HtdLZwzls/s1600-h/IMGP0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054119183559895538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWnpyTKfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/i1HtdLZwzls/s320/IMGP0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at happy hour.  Free drinks for 2 hours, really you can't beat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054118951631661538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWaJyTKeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/_rLTVlsZ9Sg/s320/IMGP0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt; and Randall at the Jazz bar.  Good music and great friends can't be beat. &lt;div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWJpyTKdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/_XaVcp26DAE/s1600-h/IMGP0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054118668163819986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWJpyTKdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/_XaVcp26DAE/s320/IMGP0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Ian and Laura,  this is before I got cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPV6JyTKcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ugK44XqjEoY/s1600-h/IMGP0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054118401875847618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPV6JyTKcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ugK44XqjEoY/s320/IMGP0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's A-0&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt;!  Yep that is me and my water.  The waiter actually cut me off.  I asked for one more margarita and the waiter goes "allright I will bring you water."  Oh well it saved me some money since I probably drank and spent way too much this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054119346768652802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWxJyTKgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UgOrTj06l7s/s320/IMGP0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey at least I didn't pass out like this guy....love you Paulie:)  Look at all he had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-3295763164208698874?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3295763164208698874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3295763164208698874' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3295763164208698874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3295763164208698874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/3-days-in-florida-without-guests.html' title='3 Days in Florida without Guests'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiPWnpyTKfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/i1HtdLZwzls/s72-c/IMGP0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7160226086489496981</id><published>2007-04-15T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T10:03:47.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Lucia Wonders</title><content type='html'>This was pretty much the shore excursion, riding in one of these big ass jeeps.  We got to see a beautiful waterfall and a sugar cane factory.  This is the driver of the big rig his name is Kim.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJXOJyTKbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/42dEFbapA7U/s1600-h/IMGP0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053697632519793074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJXOJyTKbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/42dEFbapA7U/s320/IMGP0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well this was the first stop.  You can see our cruise ship in the background.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJVppyTKaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sFYRXwiu5c4/s1600-h/IMGP0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053695905942940066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJVppyTKaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sFYRXwiu5c4/s320/IMGP0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Kim, my coconut and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seon&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seon&lt;/span&gt; was the tour guide he also got me this coconut.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; women outnumber men on this island 1:5.  These guys acted like they had never seen a girl in their life however. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJVF5yTKZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/divwIpDJ5vU/s1600-h/IMGP0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053695291762616722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJVF5yTKZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/divwIpDJ5vU/s320/IMGP0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cliff side&lt;/span&gt; was in the movie Pirates of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJTa5yTKYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4bukpcSJYeI/s1600-h/IMGP0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053693453516614018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJTa5yTKYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4bukpcSJYeI/s320/IMGP0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a pretty good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-7160226086489496981?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7160226086489496981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7160226086489496981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7160226086489496981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7160226086489496981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/st-lucia-wonders.html' title='St. Lucia Wonders'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJXOJyTKbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/42dEFbapA7U/s72-c/IMGP0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-8712247701282774624</id><published>2007-04-15T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:20:55.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Gorda...Just Incredible</title><content type='html'>Today I got to go to the Virgin Gorda with Michelle, Erin and Rene.  It was awesome.   It is about a 40 minute ferry ride over to the island and then you climb through a bunch of caves and go swimming on a crowded beach.   The caves were really neat, but there were too many tourists.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJP8pyTKXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fuBYih7FBuk/s1600-h/IMGP0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053689635290687858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJP8pyTKXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fuBYih7FBuk/s320/IMGP0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a natural formation of the rock.   It was one of 3 whales, this was the only one I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJOyJyTKWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cMZlDtLnuK8/s1600-h/IMGP0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053688355390433634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJOyJyTKWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/cMZlDtLnuK8/s320/IMGP0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rene, Erin, Me, Michelle inside of one of the many caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJN65yTKVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2KVIcRDuhY8/s1600-h/IMGP0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053687406202661202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJN65yTKVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2KVIcRDuhY8/s320/IMGP0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All those people behind me thought you could go out that way, yeah well you can't. &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/37432947-8712247701282774624?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/8712247701282774624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=8712247701282774624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8712247701282774624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8712247701282774624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/virgin-gordajust-incredible.html' title='Virgin Gorda...Just Incredible'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RiJP8pyTKXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fuBYih7FBuk/s72-c/IMGP0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-399265020321252663</id><published>2007-04-01T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:24:01.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maasdam meets the Zuiderdam in St.Thomas</title><content type='html'>Our last St. Thomas was really great. We were in port with the Zuiderdam and I got to see all my old peeps. I had lunch with Kate, Jon Tom, Goose, Leah, and Chad. I also got to see others who I wish I could have chatted longer with, but at least I got to hug them and tell them I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048526680688231202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_4RJGBAyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ks8DmWU2jBk/s320/IMGP0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-399265020321252663?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/399265020321252663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=399265020321252663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/399265020321252663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/399265020321252663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/maasdam-meets-zuiderdam-in-stthomas.html' title='The Maasdam meets the Zuiderdam in St.Thomas'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_4RJGBAyI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ks8DmWU2jBk/s72-c/IMGP0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1632227230993514185</id><published>2007-04-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:07:42.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daiquiri'/><title type='text'>Daiquiri Night...we like to party</title><content type='html'>So a new tradition has started on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maasdam&lt;/span&gt;.  Beckett got this great rum from St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maarten&lt;/span&gt; and picked some strawberries from the strawberry patch upstairs, thus began &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;daiquiri&lt;/span&gt; night.  It has now become a weekly event.  So our mission as cruise staff is to get the strawberries and of course the doctor that's Beckett is the host for the night.  He loves it and so does everyone else.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_yk5GBAxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0XC7FbIi4L0/s1600-h/IMGP0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048520422920880914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_yk5GBAxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0XC7FbIi4L0/s320/IMGP0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Beckett tasting his magic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Laste&lt;/span&gt; the real bartender figuring out who needs a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_xNJGBAwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/mHcEcnhRmPM/s1600-h/IMGP0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048518915387360002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_xNJGBAwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/mHcEcnhRmPM/s320/IMGP0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vaselina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cheree&lt;/span&gt;, Michelle and Phil.  Michelle is sad because well come on look at her glass it is freaking empty, don't worry she took care of that quickly.  The next day was pay day oh it was great seeing everyone at 10am looking oh so ever sober, yeah not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/37432947-1632227230993514185?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1632227230993514185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1632227230993514185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1632227230993514185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1632227230993514185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/04/daiquiri-nightwe-like-to-party.html' title='Daiquiri Night...we like to party'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rg_yk5GBAxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0XC7FbIi4L0/s72-c/IMGP0378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2737243204089242263</id><published>2007-03-15T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T10:30:58.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolphins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luna'/><title type='text'>Swimming with dolphins</title><content type='html'>I finally got to go swim with dolphins.  Okay well just one dolphin, but hey that is enough for me.  Here I am with the gang, from left to right; Susanna, me, Lucy, Kathleen, and Van.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmA2jsoM0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fGU2RhqnD2o/s1600-h/IMGP034dolphin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042202932601697090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmA2jsoM0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fGU2RhqnD2o/s320/IMGP034dolphin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Luna, you are so cute.  Kathleen got to feed Luna while the rest of us posed for the camera.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmAnTsoMzI/AAAAAAAAAXE/f5fL7LvjISw/s1600-h/IMGP0336dolo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042202670608692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmAnTsoMzI/AAAAAAAAAXE/f5fL7LvjISw/s320/IMGP0336dolo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Van riding Luna.  I also got to do this, but Van looks cooler doing it.  For some reason Luna really liked Van.  If he ever wants a job as a dolphin trainer I am sure it would be a good career move.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmAMDsoMyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BQ_2uR2hpvw/s1600-h/IMGP0277dpl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042202202457256738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmAMDsoMyI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BQ_2uR2hpvw/s320/IMGP0277dpl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Susanna, me, Kathleen and Van getting excited about riding dolphins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rfl_8zsoMxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_2vpK7S6w0E/s1600-h/IMGP0253dolphinnn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042201940464251666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rfl_8zsoMxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_2vpK7S6w0E/s320/IMGP0253dolphinnn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye Luna.  I will miss you.  This is one of the coolest things ever.  I highly recommend it.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rfl_kDsoMwI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4DmaEcWUfLo/s1600-h/IMGP0271do.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042201515262489346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rfl_kDsoMwI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4DmaEcWUfLo/s320/IMGP0271do.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-2737243204089242263?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2737243204089242263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2737243204089242263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2737243204089242263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2737243204089242263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/03/swimming-with-dolphins.html' title='Swimming with dolphins'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfmA2jsoM0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/fGU2RhqnD2o/s72-c/IMGP034dolphin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-8308303873887739902</id><published>2007-03-12T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:20:26.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two of three days of isolation</title><content type='html'>I got sick the other night and I made the mistake of telling the doctor that I had thrown up.  Well as soon as I said that word he freaked out on me and asked for my i.d. number right then I knew I shouldn’t have said anything, but it was already too late.  The rule use to be that if you got sick you would have to be isolated for 24 hours.  Well just this week the Captain sent out an email stating that if any crew member gets sick that crew member needs to be isolated for 72 hours.  Since I have a roommate she had to be isolated along with me I guess just in case.  So now being day two I still have only been able to eat soup, but really I could go back to work, but I am not allowed to.  I am the second person in the entertainment department to get sick.  One of the cast members was isolated as well and they had to cancel the show “On Track” because of it.  Luckily I brought along with me season 3 of 24 and people have been bringing us lots of movies.  The highlight of our day is ordering room service, even though I am not hungry and can only order soup.  I do say though room service French onion soup is pretty damn good.  I secretly feel guilty or bad like we are getting away with something.  Normally we can’t order room service.  I also finally finished Harry Potter #6 and I didn’t cry.  I think the fact that everyone was telling me I would cry was probably the reason I did not.  Anyway off to finish 24.  Send me some loving please!!!!!  I miss you all!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-8308303873887739902?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/8308303873887739902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=8308303873887739902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8308303873887739902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8308303873887739902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-two-of-three-days-of-isolation.html' title='Day two of three days of isolation'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6094013945097230242</id><published>2007-03-06T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:54:54.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snorkeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtles'/><title type='text'>Turtle, Turtle, in Barbados</title><content type='html'>I love the water!  "Look ma, I am a mermaid."&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfDMImdUrfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/FQRSdTOlsHs/s1600-h/snork.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039752431162142194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfDMImdUrfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/FQRSdTOlsHs/s320/snork.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wasn't expecting to see turtles today, but one of the girls heard about this place in Barbados were there supposed to be lots of turtles. Really all I wanted to do today was lay on the beach, but I couldn't pass up an opportunity like this. Well it was true there were turtles and it was pretty damn cool. I wish the time in the water would have been longer, but it was pretty cool all in all. Here we are on the boat getting excited to see some turtles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038938988210287170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3oT_Uj8kI/AAAAAAAAAVc/GZnTfbqJP7E/s320/barbados1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Magnificent turtles. Oh it was so scary, but so much fun. The turtles were so close to us.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3oqfUj8mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0_0EkLZMCdQ/s1600-h/barbados3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038939374757343842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3oqfUj8mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0_0EkLZMCdQ/s320/barbados3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness it is a turtle. I love my new underwater camera. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3ofPUj8lI/AAAAAAAAAVk/v09TZZ0pV5w/s1600-h/barbados2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038939181483815506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3ofPUj8lI/AAAAAAAAAVk/v09TZZ0pV5w/s320/barbados2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we were all so excited we got to see turtles. It was a beautiful day in Barbados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038939688289956466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re3o8vUj8nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/4Opb0KLekx0/s320/DSC_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with the gang. Oh yeah a day snorkeling with turtles can not be beat or can it????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6094013945097230242?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6094013945097230242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6094013945097230242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6094013945097230242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6094013945097230242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/03/turtle-turtle-in-barbados.html' title='Turtle, Turtle, in Barbados'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RfDMImdUrfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/FQRSdTOlsHs/s72-c/snork.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5405015125131615031</id><published>2007-03-05T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T07:14:45.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crew party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d.j.'/><title type='text'>Crew Party in the Crows Nest</title><content type='html'>Crew Party yeah haws! After getting through a naked cruise and an audit the Captain and Hotel Manager decided to congratulate us all with a crew party up in the Crows Nest. The Crows Nest was closed off to all passengers and was open only to crew for the night. It was really fun. I was even the D.J. for a little while. One of the girls requested the electric slide and dumb me thinks “who doesn’t know the electric slide?” Well I put it on and the whole dance floor looks at me like “what the hell?” So I went out on the dance floor with the microphone and lead the electric slide and hey it was really fun. After that I then taught the Cha Cha Slide. The Captain and the Hotel Manager even bartended for the whole night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott, me, Julia and Richard getting ready to party in the Crows Nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038521559884902258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RexsqdoWL3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/B7LrJFWQqi0/s320/IMGP0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marlon and me in the Crows Nest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039198434299736706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re7URvUj8oI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QfxVGwSYSN8/s320/marlon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is d.j. Rachelle playing all your favorite hits, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039200375624954562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re7WCvUj8sI/AAAAAAAAAWc/XuheNV1lge8/s320/Dj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah I know how to get the party started.  Jump, jump to the Cha Cha Slide. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039198902451172002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Re7Us_Uj8qI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iJ8EmXbHuTY/s320/crows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5405015125131615031?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5405015125131615031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5405015125131615031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5405015125131615031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5405015125131615031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/03/crew-party-in-crows-nest.html' title='Crew Party in the Crows Nest'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RexsqdoWL3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/B7LrJFWQqi0/s72-c/IMGP0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9156105991004323673</id><published>2007-02-24T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:29:34.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buttterfly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aloe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aruba'/><title type='text'>Natural Wonders of Aruba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I did a shore excursion this past week that included the Aloe Vera factory, natural bridge and butterfly farm in Aruba. It was one of those tours that was a little taste of everything, but also fit more for the older crowd, but it was nice. While on the tour I saw people on four wheelers, I think that is the type of tour I will try to go on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lady is demonstrating how to get aloe from the aloe plant. They said that if you drink aloe it will clear up acne, but it also causes major diarrhea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035134876136417730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/ReBkfhhKqcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hM20hVSvC10/s320/IMGP0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just have to say that I am a professional butterfly photographer part-time. Alright not really, but come on look how good that butterfly looks. I am very impressed with my new camera.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035135559036217810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/ReBlHRhKqdI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dMFEvrI7zQ8/s320/IMGP0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with Jorge by the natural bridge.  Jorge is a photographer on board and just happened to be on another tour taking pictures of guests.  Jorge is cool, he used to be a t.v. reporter back in the Philippines.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035137740879604194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/ReBnGRhKqeI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0-mE7X-MUQU/s320/IMGP0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-9156105991004323673?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9156105991004323673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9156105991004323673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9156105991004323673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9156105991004323673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/natural-wonders-of-aruba.html' title='Natural Wonders of Aruba'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/ReBkfhhKqcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hM20hVSvC10/s72-c/IMGP0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5145832924089579306</id><published>2007-02-16T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T08:51:03.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama in the Hood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lots of drama has been happening on the ship lately. Well not really, but yea really. Our senior acd was sent home last cruise so we have had to pick up the extra work load. I am hoping that after this contract and my last one maybe Holland will notice, one can hope. Besides that everything has been pretty good. I got a new roomie on the 13th and she seems pretty cool so far. I am glad to see people walking around with clothes on this week. Even though last weeks cruise was definitely a wild ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032174111791678258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RdXfsW1CgzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FB3gCDg2i9s/s320/DSCN2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When not on the ship I have been enjoying the ports.  Here I am in Curacao with Kathleen and Rommel.  We enjoyed lunch by the water and then we walked around town for a little bit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-5145832924089579306?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5145832924089579306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5145832924089579306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5145832924089579306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5145832924089579306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/drama-in-hood.html' title='Drama in the Hood'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RdXfsW1CgzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FB3gCDg2i9s/s72-c/DSCN2003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1343960296474671151</id><published>2007-02-11T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:56:30.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><title type='text'>Under the Sea</title><content type='html'>The naked people had there costume party last night. It was titled “Under the Sea.” We blocked off one side of the theater for the people in costumes and the whole time I was thinking “alright these people are silly, like they will fill up half of the theater.” Oh yeah I was hugely mistaken it was full of people in costumes and people in pieces of costumes. It was really fun and crazy. There were literally 50 people in costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a tame picture. I don't think I can show anything else without getting in trouble.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030386224280535842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rc-Fnm1CgyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/k7ZxH-PswsI/s320/DSCN2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with the the hotel manager, the cruise director, the Captain of the ship, Kelly a woman from the Seattle office, a few mermaids and Beckett another assistant cruise director.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-1343960296474671151?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1343960296474671151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1343960296474671151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1343960296474671151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1343960296474671151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/under-sea.html' title='Under the Sea'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rc-Fnm1CgyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/k7ZxH-PswsI/s72-c/DSCN2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7005277475060398340</id><published>2007-02-10T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:55:04.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bernie</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you about a little old man named Bernie.  He is one of the naked people and he is a dirty old man.  I danced with him the first night (yes he was naked) and I was scared for my life, well not really but let’s just say I started on one end of the dance floor and by the time the song was over I was on the other side because I kept scooting away from him.  He also asked me if he was too big.  Ewwhhh gross I am not looking at your wiener.  He then went to the shops and bought something.  Celestina one of the shop girls gave him a receipt and he lifted his ball sack and said “oh nowhere to put it” I found out today that he has gotten a warning from the Captain because he has been harassing other women as well.  Everyone time I see him walking anywhere near me I turn the other way.  See what I have to put up, disgusting!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-7005277475060398340?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7005277475060398340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7005277475060398340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7005277475060398340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7005277475060398340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/bernie.html' title='Bernie'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1453011272079214498</id><published>2007-02-07T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:23:26.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonaire</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. I had to work in the library for 3 hours, but not until 1:30pm so I slept in till about 11am it was very nice. I went out about 6pm for dinner with Celestina and Mya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028903709041910194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RcpBR3MWYbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JTqZSXTVm4w/s320/CIMG1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                               Mya, Celestina and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a cute little place called Salsa. The food was super good even though it took forever for us to get it. By the time our food came out Bruce, Doni and Shelly stopped by and decided to eat there as well. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028905444208697794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RcpC23MWYcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_RArTsJds-E/s320/CIMG1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                               Doni, Bruce, Celestina, me, Mya and Shelly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a little taste of Bonaire, unfortunately we don’t stop there again, oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-1453011272079214498?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1453011272079214498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1453011272079214498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1453011272079214498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1453011272079214498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/bonaire.html' title='Bonaire'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RcpBR3MWYbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JTqZSXTVm4w/s72-c/CIMG1884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6626189562249168709</id><published>2007-02-05T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:15:42.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><title type='text'>Jeepers Creepers</title><content type='html'>Where do I even start? This week has been too much, needless to say. Unfortunately it really has only been 2 days. I really thought I could handle this better than I have been. I haven’t been my usual helpful self; actually I have just felt uncomfortable since day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those that don’t know this week our ship has been rented out to a group called the Bare Necessities. They like to be free of all clothing. I have never in my life seen so many penises and vaginas. These people are not only out of shape, but old and wrinkly. The average age is 50. Granted there are a few people in really good shape and young, but I have observed over the past 2 days that those are not the ones that let it all hang out. These people say the reason they do this is for equality. They don’t want to be judged by the clothing they wear. Maybe that is true for some of them, but for some it is sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are how the rules are going this week. In the dining room all guests must wear clothes. Everywhere else is fair game including the lido, the place where the staff eats. So for breakfast and lunch staff is able to eat in the dining room and for dinner there is one side that is blocked off for staff. Also since they are naked we have had to turn the a/c down. So we haven’t had to wear our blazers at night because we tried it the first night and we were all dying. Also we as staff do not have to be naked; they can’t pay me enough to do that. As it is I don’t get paid enough for the type of crap I am putting up with. Tonight we have the Captains reception I have this strange feeling there will not be a big turnout. The Captain said himself he will not take pictures with naked people all must be in formal for the reception, so most likely they will not go to it.  Also while we are in port they have to have clothes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Superbowl Sunday was interesting. Picture 200 naked people jam packed in a theater watching football. Beckett one of the other acd’s decided to liven it up a little, not that it needed livening up. So during the halftime show we had a guy come up and do a beer bong and then we tossed out mini footballs with there logo on it. It was quite entertaining. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028160134238855570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RcedAHMWYZI/AAAAAAAAATk/tPkHMet582E/s320/left_top_header.gif" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6626189562249168709?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6626189562249168709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6626189562249168709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6626189562249168709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6626189562249168709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/02/jeepers-creepers.html' title='Jeepers Creepers'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RcedAHMWYZI/AAAAAAAAATk/tPkHMet582E/s72-c/left_top_header.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9095135912603271040</id><published>2007-01-29T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:49:39.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master chef'/><title type='text'>Master Chef, wow, what the hell?</title><content type='html'>This ship is smaller than the last ship I was on by about 600 guests.  On this ship they do this thing called Master Chef.  Master Chef involves the whole cast of the ship and the cruise staff.  We all have different sections of the dining room that we must cover while 5 of the dining crew follow you, so they are like your team.  So what we have to do is during the guests’ dinner we prance around to music while doing different things.  There are 3 sections the first section we have napkins and while dancing to music we must put the napkins in the guests laps.   The second section involves us taking a big salad bowl to a certain spot and then your guys come and put different ingredients into the bowl.  All this to music and dancing as your guys are putting the ingredients in the bowl.  After this your guys will toss peppers to each other and then when the music stops you pose with the pepper shaker.  The third section is dessert.  During this section you must carry this heavy tray full of desserts while running through your section at the same time kicking one leg up to different parts of the song.  Then at the very end you have to release this thing that looks like a sugar dispenser full of confetti.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well that sounds not so bad right?  Yeah right, I was a mess.  So I had to get there early to learn from one of the cast what route to even take.  Well it wasn’t her fault, but first off she showed me the wrong route.  So then when it was time to do it with my guys they were yelling at me “no, no, go right, not that way.”    So all right I went the wrong way no big deal, but then when I started giving napkins to people some people already had napkins because at the same time some of my guys were handing out napkins.  Then it was time for salad.  I did better at salad, but I still had my guys yelling behind me going “no, this way not that way” because of course for salad I had to go a different route. Then dessert is when it got ugly.  On dessert you have to go to the rhythm of the song while kicking alternate legs.  At the same time going pretty fast while holding a heavy dessert tray.  Well I guess I was going to slow for my guys because all I could hear in my ear was “no, faster, kick, go, no that way.”  Remind you this is all in front of guests.   On the finale we let our confetti fly, yeah I didn’t pull my string the right way, so nothing came out.  The guys thought this was the funniest thing they had ever seen.  One of them ran over to the other acd, Sonte and said “she didn’t even pull her string.”  So I make through, the first dinner.  We freaking have to do this twice.  The next dinner all my guys go “you gotta pull the string” I swear about 20 people told me “it’s like this, you gotta pull the string.”  Thanks guys I got the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah freaking Master Chef, what the hell?  That is all I got to say.  I really don’t get paid enough for this crap.   Before I leave this ship I will get it recorded because it is one of things you just have to see for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-9095135912603271040?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9095135912603271040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9095135912603271040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9095135912603271040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9095135912603271040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/master-chef-wow-what-hell.html' title='Master Chef, wow, what the hell?'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-8121362766922729351</id><published>2007-01-28T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:27:20.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time in Dominica</title><content type='html'>This is Dominica.  I got off the ship for a few hours today and I must say this place is beautiful.  It definitly feels 3rd world however and I think I am going to try and take lots of shore excursions in the beautiful rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rb0wnrLXUFI/AAAAAAAAATU/06_Y6n6B2-c/s1600-h/DSCN1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025226217378762834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rb0wnrLXUFI/AAAAAAAAATU/06_Y6n6B2-c/s320/DSCN1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with my new roomate and new home for the next 4 months. I get a new roomate after next cruise.  Next cruise we are having a charter.  Not just any charter, but a naked charter.  Oh yeah my roomate gets to leave with a bang.  I get to start with a bang.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rb0wOrLXUEI/AAAAAAAAATM/QeEXGEACOd0/s1600-h/DSCN1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025225787882033218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rb0wOrLXUEI/AAAAAAAAATM/QeEXGEACOd0/s320/DSCN1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-8121362766922729351?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/8121362766922729351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=8121362766922729351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8121362766922729351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/8121362766922729351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-time-in-dominica.html' title='First Time in Dominica'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/Rb0wnrLXUFI/AAAAAAAAATU/06_Y6n6B2-c/s72-c/DSCN1985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7681930989118549830</id><published>2007-01-12T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:33:59.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlantis</title><content type='html'>This is the view from the ship of Atlantis.  Atlantis is a casino resort in Nassau, Bahamas.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahbENt-r6I/AAAAAAAAASY/POHzJSxUr1A/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019361912664534946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahbENt-r6I/AAAAAAAAASY/POHzJSxUr1A/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catherine and I sitting in the royal chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahUn9t-r5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/PVo8XLabNH0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019354830263463826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahUn9t-r5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/PVo8XLabNH0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in front of the casino.  This was right before I lost 2 dollars to the slots, that is why I don't gamble.  Don't gamble it kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahR_9t-r4I/AAAAAAAAASI/aM_sbscABHQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019351944045440898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahR_9t-r4I/AAAAAAAAASI/aM_sbscABHQ/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From L to R: Mandy, Melissa, me, Mandi, Kate, Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are inside the aquarium.  The place was amazing.  There were huge stingrays, eels, and sharks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/" fp67="ot"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019348989107941234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahPT9t-r3I/AAAAAAAAASA/8S8PF2mGXgo/s320/348%253B892%253C4%257Ffp67%253Dot%253E2346%253D585%253D7%253B6%253DXROQDF%253E23236%253C%253B36%253C765ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From L to R: Leah, Katie, Mandy, Kate, Catherine, me, and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-7681930989118549830?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7681930989118549830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7681930989118549830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7681930989118549830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7681930989118549830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/atlantis.html' title='Atlantis'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RahbENt-r6I/AAAAAAAAASY/POHzJSxUr1A/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9093785494140562785</id><published>2007-01-10T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T11:14:18.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>2007 Baby!!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Years!  New Years on a ship lets just say is quite fun.  Open bar and good friends, can't beat it.  The captain even came out for the occasion. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5stt-r2I/AAAAAAAAARo/IijFK56Wj5E/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018480800123760482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5stt-r2I/AAAAAAAAARo/IijFK56Wj5E/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie wearing someone elses 2007 glasses, oh well you gotta do what you gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5kdt-r1I/AAAAAAAAARg/S4l_T-wZvMc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018480658389839698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5kdt-r1I/AAAAAAAAARg/S4l_T-wZvMc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darin, Katie, Ryan, me, Jason and Kate getting ready to chime in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5Sdt-r0I/AAAAAAAAARY/bOx9aeIW4cw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018480349152194370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5Sdt-r0I/AAAAAAAAARY/bOx9aeIW4cw/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep this is my friend Jeff.  He is suppose to be baby New Year.  He is such a ham he loved every minute of this.  Everyone wanted a piece of him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5Hdt-rzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BBaj8jo_7oY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018480160173633330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5Hdt-rzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BBaj8jo_7oY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Katie, me, Andrea, Leah, Kate, and Darin.  Club Hal, Club Hal..What's up?, What's up?&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-9093785494140562785?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9093785494140562785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9093785494140562785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9093785494140562785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9093785494140562785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-baby.html' title='2007 Baby!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaU5stt-r2I/AAAAAAAAARo/IijFK56Wj5E/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-9046610555034689584</id><published>2007-01-09T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:04:39.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful St. Thomas</title><content type='html'>St. Thomas is one of my favorite Caribbean ports.  St. Thomas is owned by the U.S., so technically some day I could move there.  Everything in St. Thomas is cheap and it is just a nice port.  Today Katie, Kate and I decided to take the Paradise tram cable car.  Hey only $6 if you are crew.  It was nice we had lunch and their famous Bushwacker up there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018106009559327906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPk1CEJZKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/k2CXcA1IOvM/s320/348%253B5%253A463%257Ffp64%253Dot%253E2346%253D585%253D7%253B6%253DXROQDF%253E23236%253C%253A%253C57%253A53ot1lsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Katie, me and Kate inside the cable car.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPlGyEJZNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ITOerg7nXbo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018106314502005970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPlGyEJZNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ITOerg7nXbo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our ship the M/S Zuiderdam.  This is the view we had from up top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPlByEJZMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kZZN3bSuVKk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018106228602660034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPlByEJZMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kZZN3bSuVKk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yes this is paradise...this is why I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPk9SEJZLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EitG2zz2zBw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018106151293248690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPk9SEJZLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EitG2zz2zBw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Thomas during Christmas.  A little different no white snow, but that is cool with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018106494890632418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPlRSEJZOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/sSvEU36zqTg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Goodbye St. Thomas, I will be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-9046610555034689584?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/9046610555034689584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=9046610555034689584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9046610555034689584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/9046610555034689584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/beautiful-st-thomas.html' title='Beautiful St. Thomas'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaPk1CEJZKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/k2CXcA1IOvM/s72-c/348%253B5%253A463%257Ffp64%253Dot%253E2346%253D585%253D7%253B6%253DXROQDF%253E23236%253C%253A%253C57%253A53ot1lsi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1043651677357564865</id><published>2007-01-08T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:16:46.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Look I am an Elf.</title><content type='html'>Christmas morning I was an elf.  We spent the morning caroling and handing out presents to all the children on board the ship.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017752525160932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKjViEJZGI/AAAAAAAAAPk/GRjaXyqpHPk/s320/DSC07688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with my roomate Catherine and Santa.  Even elves need to tell Santa what they want for Christmas.  It was a close call, but Santa said we were on the good list.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017752890233152626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKjqyEJZHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lAKxqpiUCBU/s320/348%253B4%253C252%257Ffp67%253Dot%253E2323%253D7%253B%253C%253D469%253D32327%253B%253C37893%253Anu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas night was very nice.  The ship had lobster and steak for the staff and of course an open bar.  There was also a black and white ball, hence the black and white:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKkSyEJZII/AAAAAAAAAP0/EYCV_VTVwU8/s1600-h/DSC07713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017753577427920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKkSyEJZII/AAAAAAAAAP0/EYCV_VTVwU8/s320/DSC07713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catherine, Mandy, Kate and I looking good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole crew before dinner.  Can you see our excited faces for lobster?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017753839420925074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKkiCEJZJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TviwewrLDQs/s320/DSC07709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/37432947-1043651677357564865?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1043651677357564865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1043651677357564865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1043651677357564865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1043651677357564865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-i-am-elf.html' title='Look I am an Elf.'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKjViEJZGI/AAAAAAAAAPk/GRjaXyqpHPk/s72-c/DSC07688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7783174318120106661</id><published>2007-01-08T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T11:59:28.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>This is how I spent my Christmas Eve; playing in paradise.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017743501434643474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKbISEJZBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jboHsuhTQLM/s320/DSC07636.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kate, me, Nicole, Mandy and Catherine...Club Halers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve the crew caroled for the guests. I was part of the international choir. There was also an Indonesian choir and Fillipino choir. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017751425649304658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKiViEJZFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wOALrwsdzi0/s320/DSC07651+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Claudine and I. Claudine was part of the Fillipino choir, isn't she cute in her dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing our little hearts well we had to celebrate and you know celebrating always means drinking and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKbpyEJZCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AIsio45MXck/s1600-h/DSC07667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017744076960261154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKbpyEJZCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AIsio45MXck/s320/DSC07667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls and I partying in the Northern Lights.&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-7783174318120106661?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7783174318120106661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7783174318120106661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7783174318120106661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7783174318120106661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RaKbISEJZBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jboHsuhTQLM/s72-c/DSC07636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7998748848512039416</id><published>2006-12-21T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:00:38.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Arrives Early</title><content type='html'>I love my family because well we are a weird bunch, but we love each other and that is all that matters.  My aunt Vanessa and Grandma gave Danie, Sam and I the same present for Christmas this year.  Oh goodness we were excited.  Sam opened hers first and she was trying to hide the excitment of the present...I guess it wasn't excitment it was more like a snicker.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are ready to open the beautiful presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYryEpif05I/AAAAAAAAAOU/cf82TUugpik/s1600-h/P3010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011083697087042450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYryEpif05I/AAAAAAAAAOU/cf82TUugpik/s320/P3010188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this was the gift we got it was a framed picture of Jesus Christ.  My aunt told us the reason we got it was because when she was growing up her and all the siblings grew up with this picture in the house.  The picture means alot to my grandma and all the kids when they were growing up. &lt;br /&gt;Well lets just say to 3 young woman it doesn't quite mean the same thing.  Don't get me wrong we love Jesus, but I don't think we are ready to hang a picture of him up anytime soon.  So being the dorks that we are we took pictures of ourselves and Jesus.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYrxaZif04I/AAAAAAAAAOM/XTwwXMsTjJE/s1600-h/P3010190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011082971237569410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYrxaZif04I/AAAAAAAAAOM/XTwwXMsTjJE/s320/P3010190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can tell we are taking our presents very seriously.  Jesus is not a laughing matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYrxJZif03I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Uhm0wLoIQP4/s1600-h/P3010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011082679179793266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYrxJZif03I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Uhm0wLoIQP4/s320/P3010191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a wonderful present because it came from the heart.  I love my family and Jesus Christ (he is the reason for the season).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-7998748848512039416?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7998748848512039416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7998748848512039416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7998748848512039416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7998748848512039416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-arrives-early.html' title='Christmas Arrives Early'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYryEpif05I/AAAAAAAAAOU/cf82TUugpik/s72-c/P3010188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-2629236337934027044</id><published>2006-12-19T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:06:46.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunken homecoming, it's on.</title><content type='html'>My friend Leif comes home today, yeah! While I have been living it up on the ship he has been living it up in New York City. I meet Leif in college through one of my other really good friends, Roxy. Some of my craziest times have been with this guy. One story in particular is Mad Dog Friday. It is one of those stories that my other friend Nicole loves to tell and one day when I get married I am sure she will love to tell it. Lets just say that she took care of me, my phone ended up in the bathtub and I will never drink Mad Dog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all places, Leif happened to be vacationing in Ketchikan, Alaska with his family. It was awesome, I love when people visit me, hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhOBJif01I/AAAAAAAAANo/q20Ep-XIf_c/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010340367097123666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhOBJif01I/AAAAAAAAANo/q20Ep-XIf_c/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh this was another crazy night with the gang. By the end of the night Leif locked Katie, Katie and Frank out of the house and Frank somehow ended up in the emergency room, don't worry he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010343747236385634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhRF5if02I/AAAAAAAAANw/RJRfGWMLcJ0/s320/IMG_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Leif and I...I think he thinks my ear is beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhN8Zif00I/AAAAAAAAANg/tZgD0tQj1Xo/s1600-h/leif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010340285492745026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhN8Zif00I/AAAAAAAAANg/tZgD0tQj1Xo/s320/leif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out Earls, here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-2629236337934027044?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/2629236337934027044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=2629236337934027044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2629236337934027044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/2629236337934027044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/drunken-homecoming.html' title='Drunken homecoming, it&apos;s on.'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYhOBJif01I/AAAAAAAAANo/q20Ep-XIf_c/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5028850886073348712</id><published>2006-12-16T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:28:50.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FSN Party 2006'/><title type='text'>Storm thumps Pacific Northwest, but that doesn't stop the party</title><content type='html'>Thursday night a huge storm thumped the Pacific Northwest.  Millions of people were left without power and at least 4 people died from storm related injuries.  Luckily we somehow didn't lose power, but my friend Nicole did, so I let her shower and crash at my place Friday and Saturday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of crashing, Nicole and I party crashed my old company Fox Sports Net on Friday night.  The party was held at Qwest Field, home of the Seahawks.  Open bar and good company made a pretty good party.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am with Chad and Dave posing in front of the window overlooking the football field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTq2Jif0zI/AAAAAAAAANA/aC61cW_AHrQ/s1600-h/seahawks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009386901537280818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTq2Jif0zI/AAAAAAAAANA/aC61cW_AHrQ/s320/seahawks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also at the party was fake gambling.  When we walked in the door they gave us a chip with a monetary value on it.  They had roulette, blackjack, and poker.  Andy REALLY enjoyed the roulette table.  If you look close enough you can actually see his eyes popping out:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTnw5if0xI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fU2Lssfl5F0/s1600-h/andy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009383512808084242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTnw5if0xI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fU2Lssfl5F0/s320/andy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad and I on the other hand had our own idea of fun.  We took stupid pictures of ourselves all night.  I even practiced my Zoolander look.  I am not that good at it, thus I am not posting any pictures of it because they all turned out horrible.  Chad on the other hand is a natural, I secretly think he practices every night in the mirror:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009381455518749426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTl5Jif0vI/AAAAAAAAAMg/byvUgPtfXPs/s320/chand.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think this next picture really needs no explanation...(insert funny caption here)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009385320989315874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTpaJif0yI/AAAAAAAAAM4/21zIF7jV1Nk/s320/nicand1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky man that Dave he had Nicole and I on each arm:)  One blonde and one formally blonde.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTmoJif0wI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iALfTyWOPlE/s1600-h/us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009382262972601090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTmoJif0wI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iALfTyWOPlE/s320/us.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole was Campbells date for the company party.  Campbell was taught that when you go on a date you should always bring your date something nice.  Well Campbell got Nicole a grape blow pop and a traffic cone keychain that said "yield to the princess."  Nicole and I both thought that was a very nice gesture and every man should be so kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTkgJif0uI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yd1OGSemk7c/s1600-h/nic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009379926510392034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTkgJif0uI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yd1OGSemk7c/s320/nic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-5028850886073348712?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5028850886073348712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5028850886073348712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5028850886073348712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5028850886073348712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/storm-thumps-pacific-northwest-but-that.html' title='Storm thumps Pacific Northwest, but that doesn&apos;t stop the party'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYTq2Jif0zI/AAAAAAAAANA/aC61cW_AHrQ/s72-c/seahawks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-4805440302226525613</id><published>2006-12-13T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:12:39.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What, an iguana with a sombrero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; San Lucas, Mexico. This was one of my favorite ports of the repositioning cruise. The city itself isn't what made me enjoy this port it is for the fact that I had really good company with me. This was the only port that all the assistant cruise directors were able to hang out in port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Jeff, Kelsey, Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008208030539332962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC6q02OPWI/AAAAAAAAALg/o72ociGGo8k/s320/cab0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the southern most tip of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Baja&lt;/span&gt; California.  This is what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; San Lucas was named after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC8Pk2OPYI/AAAAAAAAALw/OzVRpAJbLsI/s1600-h/cabo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008209761411153282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC8Pk2OPYI/AAAAAAAAALw/OzVRpAJbLsI/s320/cabo8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I spent 2 months in Alaska and I was really missing good Mexican food, but oh man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; was our first Mexican port and oh it was worth the wait. We all got giant margaritas and authentic Mexican food, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC5uE2OPVI/AAAAAAAAALY/BC0JEaMWIeI/s1600-h/cabo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008206986862280018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC5uE2OPVI/AAAAAAAAALY/BC0JEaMWIeI/s320/cabo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelsey was always the best dancer out of all of this.  This nice man must have known that.  The whole time I was thinking I really hope he doesn't ask me to dance with him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008212334096563602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC-lU2OPZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/MzRtO5a0uoI/s320/cabo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I chose for 2 dollars to have an iguana on my head.  He was a cutie he had a sombrero on his head.   I thought I was only going to have one on my head, but then the guy just kept bringing them out by the time he was done I had 3 on me.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC5Jk2OPUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yC2wkkwo-7o/s1600-h/cabo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008206359797054786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC5Jk2OPUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yC2wkkwo-7o/s320/cabo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/37432947-4805440302226525613?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/4805440302226525613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=4805440302226525613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4805440302226525613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/4805440302226525613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-iguana-with-sombrero.html' title='What, an iguana with a sombrero?'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RYC6q02OPWI/AAAAAAAAALg/o72ociGGo8k/s72-c/cab0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5572804082067405345</id><published>2006-12-10T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:22:29.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jammin' in Jamaica</title><content type='html'>Dunn's River Falls in Jamaica was really fun. Anything that involves water is fun to me, but that is besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are right before heading up the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007456123185309874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RX4O0DrQqLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xZA9IdC-1yM/s320/j1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh yeah moving on up the falls. You notice we all love pictures, especially January (girl in red) she is kind of a ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007454310709110946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RX4NKjrQqKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yBWOtSn-kWM/s320/j2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh yeah we are still moving up the falls. For safety the tour guides recomended going in a line and holding hands. We kind of did that:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyO5TrQqHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UOAzOJY3Xmk/s1600-h/j3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007034000914557042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyO5TrQqHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UOAzOJY3Xmk/s320/j3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture because it is capturing us in the moment of having fun. At least Carlo and Goldie realize they are being photographed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyNETrQqGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/orSDueoNARU/s1600-h/j4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007031990869862498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyNETrQqGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/orSDueoNARU/s320/j4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, hey someone is taking my picture. Kathy joins in the fun. You can see January has been stuck on the same rock (left side) for awhile now,lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyLJjrQqFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EHyOY2iF6j4/s1600-h/j5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007029882040920146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyLJjrQqFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EHyOY2iF6j4/s320/j5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This could be were I lost my sunglasses. It's a good thing I don't spend alot of money on things. I actually felt and saw them fall off my head, but all I could do was wave "bye, bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyJejrQqEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/i5WolJRgqg0/s1600-h/j6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007028043794917442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyJejrQqEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/i5WolJRgqg0/s320/j6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was wearing a swimsuit under this outfit, but well really is there a point in taking my clothes off now.  What a great way to spend the afternoon, swimming up a waterfall in Jamaica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyHDTrQqDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qNihc6Bi6Do/s1600-h/j7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007025376620226610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXyHDTrQqDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/qNihc6Bi6Do/s320/j7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-5572804082067405345?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5572804082067405345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5572804082067405345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5572804082067405345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5572804082067405345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/jammin-in-jamaica.html' title='Jammin&apos; in Jamaica'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RX4O0DrQqLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xZA9IdC-1yM/s72-c/j1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3439355141021588360</id><published>2006-12-09T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:40:02.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Wanna know?</title><content type='html'>Okay so many people ask "what exactly do you do on the ship?" Well my job is never the same, everyday I do something different. I mean some things are the same such as running ping pong tournaments, basketball, helping out with bingo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ultimately&lt;/span&gt; it is dealing with the public and as many people know the public can be difficult at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our day uniform. I love the blue and white, not really. One guest actually asked me how much I would sell it for I thought he was joking, but sadly he was not. This is Matt and Jeff in the elevator. We are on our way to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sail away&lt;/span&gt; Party. At this party we mingled with guests and gave away prizes. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXseHzrQqBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mqR0VhbDyWI/s1600-h/uniforn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006628530232010770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXseHzrQqBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mqR0VhbDyWI/s320/uniforn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are on Glacier Bay day. Up in Alaska we were able to wear the pretty blue sweaters as part as our day uniform. Glacier Bay is an amazing place if you haven't experienced it, it is a place everyone must go. Here I am with Kelsey and Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsd8DrQqAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6IgCbn3AGo0/s1600-h/alaska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006628328368547842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsd8DrQqAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6IgCbn3AGo0/s320/alaska.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with two guests in the Northern Lights our dance club. This is my night uniform. I am actually suppose to be wearing a orange and blue scarf around my neck, but I hated it so I tried to get away with not wearing it as much as possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; my boss got mad at me and made me wear it. I made up a lie and told him in the comment cards guests were complaining about how ugly the orange and blue scarves were, he said "that's funny I didn't see those cards", thus he didn't believe me so I had to wear the ugly thing.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsc1zrQp_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/eX2psSi7or0/s1600-h/guests.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006627121482737650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsc1zrQp_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/eX2psSi7or0/s320/guests.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the job is to dress up in different theme attire. This was one of my favorite outfits because I was able to wear jeans. On Country night we taught country line dances, oh I was really bad at first, but now I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;slapin&lt;/span&gt;' leather like the best of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with Jeri and Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXscVTrQp-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fvbtp5XUswI/s1600-h/cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006626563136989154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXscVTrQp-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fvbtp5XUswI/s320/cowboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh goodness I had a love/hate relationship with disco night. First off I felt like a moron in my huge wig and crew and guests would laugh at me every week. I secretly loved the wig though. Here I am with Matt, Jeri and Jonathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXscFjrQp9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RX2jK3yb4Jo/s1600-h/disco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006626292554049490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXscFjrQp9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/RX2jK3yb4Jo/s320/disco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of my bathroom. It really wasn't that bad of a living situation. It really was like living in a dorm, not that I ever lived in a dorm, but if I had well you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsbojrQp8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HVRZ3vG59RI/s1600-h/room1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006625794337843138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsbojrQp8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HVRZ3vG59RI/s320/room1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is another view of my bedroom. I had a TV, phone, fridge and look Chad your postcard you sent me is right next to the phone. I had my own closet as well, so really not that bad.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsbfTrQp7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nt0xyLW1BrE/s1600-h/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006625635424053170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXsbfTrQp7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/nt0xyLW1BrE/s320/room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Jeff and Nazarene on my last night on the ship. Nazarene is so sweet she brought me flowers to say goodbye. This is also our hallway, yeah baby party on the B-deck. I loved it when guests asked me where I lived because on all the elevators it only goes to A-deck. So I would say "well you see the A on the elevator well I am actually one below that on the B-deck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006632288328394786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXshijrQqCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sFuxGpQ9gl0/s320/last.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-3439355141021588360?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3439355141021588360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3439355141021588360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3439355141021588360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3439355141021588360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-wanna-know.html' title='You Wanna know?'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXseHzrQqBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mqR0VhbDyWI/s72-c/uniforn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-1618823914002620018</id><published>2006-12-07T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:57:29.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcatraz Finally!</title><content type='html'>I have been to San Francisco 3 times now. The first time I went I drove through it with the Collins on the way to a softball tournament. One highlight from that trip was when we stopped at an In and Out Burger I saw Jamie from the Real World New Orleans, (I know big deal). The second time I went was with my dad and the whole reason for that trip was to watch the Giants play. I actually said to him "hey dad lets go see Alcatraz." His response was "no this is strickly a baseball trip." Anyway third time is the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archie and I on the boat on the way to Alcatraz. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005974222029236050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjLCDrQp1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CMGE0ABtMVo/s320/al2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am looking at the watchtower the guards use to stand in watching over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005974471137339234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjLQjrQp2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xVjPWvIZatM/s320/al.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Al Capones cell, that is pretty unreal.  This place really gave me the chills, but it was really interesting.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjLdDrQp3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/yyCjP-qN7dI/s1600-h/al4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005974685885704050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjLdDrQp3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/yyCjP-qN7dI/s320/al4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rodrick outside one of the cells.  The thing around Rodricks neck is a head set that the park gave us so when you went around the prison you could listen to history about the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005975171217008514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjL5TrQp4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/NT3HTm85qZg/s320/al5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't know who this guy is in the middle, but Archie and Rodrick tell me he is famous in the Phillipines, so they were all star struck over him. He is probably a bigger star than Jamie from the Real World:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005975377375438738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjMFTrQp5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Iue3KvW3Zgc/s320/al3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Archie and I from the prison with the Golden Gate bridge in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005975583533868962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjMRTrQp6I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FEuKRs0FGJU/s320/al1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If it wasn't for Archie and Rodrick I wouldn't have been able to see Alcatraz. Alcatraz is a place that you must book days in advance. The only reason I was able to go was because Archie and Rodrick somehow sweet talked the guy who was selling the tickets into letting us in. The place was actually sold out for the day, so I thank those guys for seeing Alcatraz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-1618823914002620018?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/1618823914002620018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=1618823914002620018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1618823914002620018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/1618823914002620018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/alcatraz-finally.html' title='Alcatraz Finally!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXjLCDrQp1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/CMGE0ABtMVo/s72-c/al2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7296099194081484404</id><published>2006-12-06T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:30:52.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay drove the duck...I slapped it.</title><content type='html'>I took Chad, Nick and Jay to the Sonics. The Sonics creamed the Atlanta Hawks. After the game we walked over to Sport and on the way over had some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are with the Space Needle in the background. It has a Christmas tree on top for the holidays...awwh how festive.&lt;br /&gt;From L to R: Chad, Nick and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005465435908384562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8SzrQpzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u-kU8Hcme8g/s320/s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are in front of Key Arena. The home of the Sonics for now, this week the media announces 3 future home possibilities for the Sonics, hopefully they stay in Washington State.&lt;br /&gt;From L to R: Chad, Me and Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8KjrQpyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OxhN6VXOWQ4/s1600-h/aefefe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005465294174463778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8KjrQpyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OxhN6VXOWQ4/s320/aefefe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you hang out with boys. That is Jay and Chad jumping the "very high barb-wire" fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8BDrQpxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o3V5kNFZxtE/s1600-h/jum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005465130965706514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8BDrQpxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/o3V5kNFZxtE/s320/jum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are being "very masculine." As Chad got off the duck he said "Jay drove the duck and I slapped it." Oh my goodness too much.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005469954213979970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXcAZzrQp0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/kxch_t4vSpU/s320/DSCN1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah Chad and I cruising, looking for some trouble to get into. When you see the tongue you know I am looking for trouble.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7yDrQpvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7KFwkwJJnY8/s1600-h/toung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005464873267668722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7yDrQpvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7KFwkwJJnY8/s320/toung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the money shot...boys being boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7mDrQpuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GrWcI_AJlS8/s1600-h/whoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005464667109238498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7mDrQpuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GrWcI_AJlS8/s320/whoa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay after a few drinks I had to beat Chad and Jay in some free throw basketball. I creamed Ray Allen I mean Chad Allen. Sorry Chad, but you know it is true. The final score was 42-18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7WDrQptI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Go3QJosPDvc/s1600-h/saefe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005464392231331538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb7WDrQptI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Go3QJosPDvc/s320/saefe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jay put up a better fight, I will admit I got a little scared I thought he had me, but I pulled through in the final seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb68DrQpsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5XIR7Wmii5M/s1600-h/finish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005463945554732738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb68DrQpsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5XIR7Wmii5M/s320/finish1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good game, the final was 31-30. That's why I love playing with these guys because they don't mind losing to me:) In Jays' own words "I should be use to losing to Rachelle."&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb5lTrQprI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ij1LDtrKIAE/s1600-h/finish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005462455201081010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb5lTrQprI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ij1LDtrKIAE/s320/finish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-7296099194081484404?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7296099194081484404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7296099194081484404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7296099194081484404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7296099194081484404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/jay-drove-ducki-slapped-it.html' title='Jay drove the duck...I slapped it.'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXb8SzrQpzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u-kU8Hcme8g/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-5396307773942585352</id><published>2006-12-05T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:36:20.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How about a kiss for that necklace?</title><content type='html'>Costa Rica was amazing. All of us went horseback riding and ziplining through the Costa Rican rainforest. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYFLJAg1bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSNWK3pna6o/s1600-h/rainforse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005193724823655858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYFLJAg1bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSNWK3pna6o/s320/rainforse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here horseback riding up to the ziplining spot. Thats Ryan with the cheesy smile:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005194231629796802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYFopAg1cI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5acZvCyOGvU/s320/rainforest.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Whilliam says "you really think you are going to strap that thing on me?" As I point and laugh in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYEJ5Ag1YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D6zVsnjE01A/s1600-h/whatrainforest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005192603837191554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYEJ5Ag1YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D6zVsnjE01A/s320/whatrainforest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah we are geared up and ready to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005193278147057058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYExJAg1aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WNXR2IxPHXM/s320/costa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I made it! I ziplined my way through 22 ziplines. This one was different than Ketchikan because if you got scared in the middle it was too bad for you, you had to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYDypAg1XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/r1TuozyxN6c/s1600-h/ziplining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005192204405233010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYDypAg1XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/r1TuozyxN6c/s320/ziplining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way back to have some authentic Costa Rican lunch. We are powerful we finished it and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYDOZAg1WI/AAAAAAAAADs/upGqPJtAeAo/s1600-h/ziplining1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005191581634975074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYDOZAg1WI/AAAAAAAAADs/upGqPJtAeAo/s320/ziplining1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all of this fun I went with Nina and Ray to check out the local flea market. While at this market Nina found a necklace she liked well I thought the price was too high and I tried to bargain with the locals in Spanish. Somehow I ended up bargaining a kiss on the cheek for a dollar less on her necklace from me not from Nina the one who wanted the necklace. Well I went in to give the guy a kiss and he moved his head so it was on the lips. I got him back though I saw my friend Greg who knew Spanish better than I did and he told the guys he was my boyfriend and of course Greg played along and told the guys they better watch it or he might hurt them. It was too funny, so I guess Nina is my pimp however I did it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-5396307773942585352?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/5396307773942585352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=5396307773942585352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5396307773942585352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/5396307773942585352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-about-kiss-for-that-necklace.html' title='How about a kiss for that necklace?'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXYFLJAg1bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSNWK3pna6o/s72-c/rainforse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3031086551844052557</id><published>2006-12-04T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:10:04.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh yeah I am a super cool kid"</title><content type='html'>So here are some of the excursions I took while in Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first one I took was canoeing in the lake right below Mendenhall glacier. As Roxy would say "look at me I am a super cool kid." Don't I look hot in my yellow rain suit? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005136988305675586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXXRkpAg1UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XD2MXg9jpyY/s320/thumbs+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This pic is of my zipline group, we ziplined together, we died together. Well we were all scared as hell, but luckily we lived to tell about it. For those that don't know what ziplining is what you do is propell I guess would be the word from one tree to another hundreds of feet up in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTlS5Ag1RI/AAAAAAAAACc/CpAeY9CRO-4/s1600-h/keti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004877198618842386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTlS5Ag1RI/AAAAAAAAACc/CpAeY9CRO-4/s320/keti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my goodness, here I go. Thoughts going through my head were 1. please don't break and let me fall to my death and 2. I don't want to be the idiot who gets stuck in the middle and someone has to come rescue me. Luckily neither of these 2 things happened.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTlCJAg1QI/AAAAAAAAACU/r-TNOzVpI6Q/s1600-h/ket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004876910856033538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTlCJAg1QI/AAAAAAAAACU/r-TNOzVpI6Q/s320/ket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This excursion was a little more peaceful also dirtier, but come on aren't they cute little doggies. This was the mushers camp up in Skagway. It was fun, but not something I would pay money for luckily for me it was free:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTkZJAg1PI/AAAAAAAAACM/EZbdnUsSM_8/s1600-h/doggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004876206481396978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTkZJAg1PI/AAAAAAAAACM/EZbdnUsSM_8/s320/doggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but I did get to hold a puppy that made it all worth it. Apparently some pyscho lady tried to steal one of these little guys. Not when I was there, but a few years ago. She got all the way to the ship when someone caught her. People are such idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTkEJAg1OI/AAAAAAAAACE/K0kbIQ0jg2A/s1600-h/holding+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004875845704144098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTkEJAg1OI/AAAAAAAAACE/K0kbIQ0jg2A/s320/holding+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this excursion was worth every penny. I had to pay half price which for me was $150, you do the math on what full price would be. I got to ride in a helicopter and then they dropped you off on top of Mendenhall glacier in Juneau, Alaska. You then trek for 1 hour, it was freaking amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTjtZAg1NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jINsvgC6--k/s1600-h/;ji;oijo;i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004875454862120146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTjtZAg1NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jINsvgC6--k/s320/%3Bji%3Boijo%3Bi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah it was really cold up here. I was wearing lots of layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTjPZAg1MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tS3UIedzvmE/s1600-h/ahe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004874939466044610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXTjPZAg1MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tS3UIedzvmE/s320/ahe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-3031086551844052557?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3031086551844052557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3031086551844052557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3031086551844052557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3031086551844052557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-here-are-some-of-excursions-i-took.html' title='&quot;Oh yeah I am a super cool kid&quot;'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXXRkpAg1UI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XD2MXg9jpyY/s72-c/thumbs+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6906407934097784295</id><published>2006-12-03T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:38:24.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your lover will eat it up!</title><content type='html'>Hey I need a ride to Portland, come on someone pick me up. Nicole and her family go to Portland every year for Christmas goodies. Hey come on no sales tax, who wouldn't shop in Oregon? Us Washingtonians have to pay freaking 8.8% in sales tax.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXOUk5Ag1II/AAAAAAAAABI/OVLtfDHVNm4/s1600-h/thumbs+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004506972437927042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXOUk5Ag1II/AAAAAAAAABI/OVLtfDHVNm4/s320/thumbs+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh good these nice people decided to take me to Portland on the train. No this is the whole holiday shoppers group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004515682631603346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXOcf5Ag1JI/AAAAAAAAABU/hmkY9YtERf4/s320/DSCN1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Nicole and I on the train ready to head to Portland for some holiday shopping.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004519225979622562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXOfuJAg1KI/AAAAAAAAABc/IbRF1z-9WvM/s320/DSCN1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nicole and I with our little cosmos by the pretty tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN_hZAg1GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X2_JzervH0c/s1600-h/DSCN1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004483822564201570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN_hZAg1GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X2_JzervH0c/s320/DSCN1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just really like this picture.  There really is nothing signifigant about it, we just look good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN-FpAg1FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1kU_ngEH0M/s1600-h/DSCN1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004482246311203922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN-FpAg1FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1kU_ngEH0M/s320/DSCN1747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and I really enjoy cherries. I would also like to point out that I had to take 5 photos of Nicole with the cherry and I only got one photo.  I do things right the first time:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN5XpAg1EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A-uWsrukdS8/s1600-h/DSCN1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004477057990710338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN5XpAg1EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A-uWsrukdS8/s320/DSCN1741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a group we had a $5 gift exchange being the sweet innocent person I am, I had a gift of soap and a picture frame.  Well someone in the group has a dirty mind and of course I chose it.  All the gifts are wrapped so I had no idea what I was choosing.  The gift I am holding up is gummy ring things that you put on when you are pleasuring your man.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN3ipAg1DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BYj7s31SArI/s1600-h/DSCN1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004475047946015794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXN3ipAg1DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BYj7s31SArI/s320/DSCN1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-6906407934097784295?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6906407934097784295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6906407934097784295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6906407934097784295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6906407934097784295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/12/your-lover-will-eat-it-up.html' title='Your lover will eat it up!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T1QuzPXpFZk/RXOUk5Ag1II/AAAAAAAAABI/OVLtfDHVNm4/s72-c/thumbs+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-7102589724864125189</id><published>2006-11-29T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:27:28.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pretty little dress</title><content type='html'>Awwhh this was my last formal night on the M/S Zuiderdam. I bought the dress in St. Thomas, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie got her dress at the same place, we enjoy buying the same things. We just must have good taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/237290/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jon Tom and I looking hot, hot, hot. Jon Tom is actually a rigger by day, cadet officer by night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/290381/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="310" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/552585/8.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually tower over Lawrence. Good thing for stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/769661/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/299282/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my pals from the front desk, Spencer aka Trainee, Kathy, and Carlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/179137/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/83073/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right I am with the band. Wannabe groupie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/992512/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/496821/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys and I, goodness I miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/845469/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brandon and I, dang we are on fire, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/635023/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/162252/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-7102589724864125189?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/7102589724864125189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=7102589724864125189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7102589724864125189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/7102589724864125189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-pretty-little-dress.html' title='My pretty little dress'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6149406519521880056</id><published>2006-11-28T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:18:00.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN 2006</title><content type='html'>Halloween 2006 on the M/S Zuiderdam was really fun. Here we all are before the big Halloween bash.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This guy was Aunt Jemima, he won the best costume award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/DSCN1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jemma, Brandon and I looking cute for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1496.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;Matt wore himself out dancing on stage, so he and Jeff had to take a breather. I don' t know why but I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are some guests these guys went up on stage and the bowling ball would knock over all the pins, it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These guests requested and danced to the "chicken dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/37432947-6149406519521880056?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6149406519521880056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6149406519521880056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6149406519521880056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6149406519521880056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-2006.html' title='HALLOWEEN 2006'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-3142720797953230948</id><published>2006-11-27T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:29:24.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Snowing!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's snowing, yes! This is my pretty little truck in the snow. Maybe it will snow so much I will be able to drive around in a snowmobile, one can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/DSCN1702.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN1702.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my doggy in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3699/4569/320/DSCN0787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/37432947-3142720797953230948?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/3142720797953230948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=3142720797953230948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3142720797953230948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/3142720797953230948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s Snowing!!!!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6365364030243221243</id><published>2006-11-25T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:18:01.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Margaritaville</title><content type='html'>This is a dedication to Margaritaville in Grand Turk. Oh how I miss the hot weather, the pool, the ocean, the drinks, the goodtimes partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/1600/502452/DSC07316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/498493/DSC07316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang before alcohol sets in. Me, Katie, Bart, Mandi, Katie, Jeri and Jos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/624466/DSC07306.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The D.J. asked who knew the words to Margaritaville, duh of course Katie, Mandi and I knew the words, okay not really, but we gave it a good attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/273461/DSC07322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls at the front desk always looking good. Even when they are paging me non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/608278/DSC07213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh yeah and it wouldn't be Margaritaville without double fisting of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6365364030243221243?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6365364030243221243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6365364030243221243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6365364030243221243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6365364030243221243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/margaritaville.html' title='Margaritaville'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-6843895557868498687</id><published>2006-11-22T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:32:11.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'ts a footrace</title><content type='html'>Drunken racing yet again. Drunken racing you ask? I don't know how this madness came about, but about one year ago guys at FSN, place where I use to work thought hey wouldn't it be funny if 3 guys got really drunk and then raced down the street. One race led to another and another. The biggest turnout was probably for the ladies race which I was set to race in, but uh yeah 10 minutes before race time well I was ushered home. So last night was the 5th race we have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of the three contenders; Jay, Will and Chad.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/893990/DSCN1689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well my money was on Chad I have seen him run he is quick. Andy put his money on Chad as well.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/277722/DSCN1659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heres Cameron taking bets from Campbell and Tanya. It is a minimum of 5 dollars with a payout of almost 80 dollars. Big money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/31569/DSCN1657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunatley Chad did not win, Will actually creamed him, but in Chads defense Will didn't drink as much as everyone else. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/414648/Will_smokes__em.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is all the people who bet on Will. Okay I didn't bet on Will, but come on everyone loves a winner, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/757088/DSCN1687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All in all it was a good night had by all even my girls Nicole and Roxy showed up for the race.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3699/4569/320/538516/DSCN1655.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-6843895557868498687?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/6843895557868498687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=6843895557868498687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6843895557868498687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/6843895557868498687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-footrace.html' title='I&apos;ts a footrace'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-116398693729517578</id><published>2006-11-19T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:44:22.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in town</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness I am finally home after freaking all day of flying. I slept today until noon and oh did it feel heavenly. It of course wouldn't be Seattle if not for the rain and has been raining non stop since I got home. Anyway it has been an emotional few days I have left behind amazing friends and have been able to catch up on my peeps here at home. I didn't want to leave the ship, but now that I am home well like Dorothy said "there is no place like home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me in front of Key Arena. The Sonics decided to get out of a funk and win, the final was 99-87. Maybe I am just good luck, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/4205/1600/658434/DSCN1638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/4205/320/686103/DSCN1638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Luke Ridnour, Rashard Lewis, Ray Allen and Jason Kidd. Oh yeah it feels good to watch real basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4682/4205/320/966536/DSCN1647.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-116398693729517578?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/116398693729517578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=116398693729517578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/116398693729517578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/116398693729517578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-in-town.html' title='Back in town'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37432947.post-116311023720409738</id><published>2006-11-09T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:53:54.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home in a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/Adam_Rachelle_Dwight_Rob_Michelle_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/Adam_Rachelle_Dwight_Rob_Michelle_M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of one of my first weeks on board. The guy with the red pants is Adam, the guy in the yellow is Dwight and then Rob and Michelle. Norman is a guest in black. My job is so cool I actually get paid to dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness what a whirlwind the last four months have been for me. I have been to Alaska, through the Panama Canal and now hanging out in the Caribbean. I have made amazing friends and I have grown so much through this experience. I have my next job assignment and that is on a smaller ship the Maasdam which I might stay on for four months, but at this point we will see. If I do stay on for 6 months I would be able to go to Greenland and Iceland and the New England area. When I get home I will post lots of pictures from the amazing places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37432947-116311023720409738?l=rachellefavorite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/feeds/116311023720409738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37432947&amp;postID=116311023720409738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/116311023720409738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37432947/posts/default/116311023720409738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachellefavorite.blogspot.com/2006/11/coming-home-in-week.html' title='Coming home in a week!'/><author><name>pinkey25</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15617174326132124110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d195/pinkey25/DSC07210.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
