<?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-4526586132868269255</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:51:55.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why This Mormon Girl Stays Single</title><subtitle type='html'>just looking for my Emmett</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5926825935758506186</id><published>2009-12-07T10:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:11:34.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my good samaritan moment</title><summary type='text'>So I have a roommate who just wants to find love (who doesn't??). I decided to win "best roommate ever" and take matters into my own hands. Last night she was out of town so I baked a lot of DELICIOUS cookies and thought up seven boys that my roommate knows and that would be date-worthy. She doesn't know any of the boys well, so I figured they could use a little encouragement! I wrote a cute/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5926825935758506186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5926825935758506186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-good-samaritan-moment.html' title='my good samaritan moment'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8999085018312727041</id><published>2009-12-07T10:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:08:00.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>game plan</title><summary type='text'>I am back in the mormon dating scene, and am excited to take it by STORM. I thought I probably needed to develop a game plan to ensure maximum marriage potential. Here's what I have so far:1. go to EVERY party/singles ward activity/social gathering possible.2. look good!Any more ideas?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8999085018312727041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8999085018312727041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/12/game-plan.html' title='game plan'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-6637674479406448724</id><published>2009-12-03T10:40:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:17:44.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MOON!</title><summary type='text'>I have been too busy watching New Moon to update on my blog how much I LOVE IT!!!!! What did you think? Please let me know! Some highlights:- jacob without his shirt on (x1000)- charlie! hottest dad ever!- emmett!!!Someone told me that I only like this movie because the men are hot. NOT TRUE! I will explain why later. But the men are all hot because the entire premise of the movie is that these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6637674479406448724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6637674479406448724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='NEW MOON!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-7912189140182177038</id><published>2009-11-18T20:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:36:04.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roommate date fiasco</title><summary type='text'>Great news. I just came home from the temple (subtle mention of my righteous behavior) and my roommate was on a DATE. She gave me the dish and I had to share it with you!So on Sunday we were driving home from church and we got stopped at a red light. She was driving and rolled down her window to talk to the boy in the car next to us. Then she asked him ON A DATE! She is amazing.Tonight she is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7912189140182177038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7912189140182177038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/11/roommate-date-fiasco.html' title='roommate date fiasco'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2223443481993269224</id><published>2009-11-10T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:46:59.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><summary type='text'>ONLY NINE DAYS UNTIL NEW MOON!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2223443481993269224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2223443481993269224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ps.html' title='p.s.'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5886394904175110498</id><published>2009-11-10T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:46:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how do I go about dating mormon boys?</title><summary type='text'>Advice, please.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5886394904175110498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5886394904175110498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-do-i-go-about-dating-mormon-boys.html' title='how do I go about dating mormon boys?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4978903354787922038</id><published>2009-11-06T19:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:30:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I've Been...</title><summary type='text'>Well, world wide web, it's time to share with you another classic example of why mormon girls stay single...or at least why this one does. I WENT FOR A GENTILE!!!Seriously. How did I find the ONE non-member in Utah County? And why, after I found him, did I love him?????So I decided I would try out the old motto "flirt to convert" when I met a handsome young(-ish) man while in line at The Rio. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4978903354787922038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4978903354787922038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-ive-been.html' title='Where I&apos;ve Been...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1923700322101861573</id><published>2009-09-22T20:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:24:20.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>coupon + update</title><summary type='text'>First of all, my roommate was looking at my blog (HOW DID SHE FIND IT? I THOUGHT IT WAS PRIVATE!!!) and wanted to buy a Shabby Apple dress (hot!) and I told her I'd give her a coupon code. Free shipping if you enter "carousel" Now for the important update/dating faux pas?!?! I went out with this boy and I totally wasn't interested and we were eating dinner and I finished my lite salad and was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1923700322101861573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1923700322101861573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/09/coupon-update.html' title='coupon + update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1413843446192374493</id><published>2009-09-02T06:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:13:25.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Bridget</title><summary type='text'>So I LOVE the (edited) movie Bridget Jones's Diary. It is amazing! And it is MY LIFE!Get this: she is single and SO fun and all of these random, gorgeous men are in love with her!Okay, I’m still waiting for that last part.My latest potential love was a DISASTER. I was walking around downtown Provo and saw this darling El Salvadorian restaurant and decided to pick up some pupusas. While I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1413843446192374493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1413843446192374493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-bridget.html' title='Being Bridget'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-531328071602987520</id><published>2009-08-23T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:42:53.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>speed dating at church</title><summary type='text'>So I have this roommate named...Kimmy. She is a little "trashy". For example, today she SKIPPED Sunday School because she was "speed dating" with men and she now has a crush (10 out of 10!) on all of them!!!!!!!Let me explain speed dating. People are very slow going from one meeting to the other because they are busily moving from man to man, flirting to the max. It makes everyone VERY late for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/531328071602987520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/531328071602987520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/speed-dating-at-church.html' title='speed dating at church'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1578400016926648714</id><published>2009-08-14T14:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:24:35.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a second helping!</title><summary type='text'>Guys, Joe is FREAKING OUT!  He doesn’t want to talk to Amelia about her missionary boyfriend…but he has to know…so he wants ME to do it instead!!! Should I? I’ve only met her once!Haha…this reminds me of how I always hear people saying they want their friends to talk to their girlfriends about them. What??? If my boyfriend had his bff come talk to me about how great he is and how I was a fool to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1578400016926648714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1578400016926648714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/second-helping.html' title='a second helping!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2047594325400687680</id><published>2009-08-12T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:53:10.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>good dish!</title><summary type='text'>So my friend Joe started dating this girl…we’ll call her “Amelia”. Amelia is super cute and fun (so he says). Anyway, she apparently has some “ex” she would occasionally mention to Joe. Joe got bored on facebook today at work and decided to see if he could find Amelia’s boyfriend on there. He did.She had just BARELY written on his wall and said: “Happy Anniversary, Baby!” UH OH!So he looked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2047594325400687680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2047594325400687680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-dish.html' title='good dish!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1252664678579965339</id><published>2009-08-11T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:28:09.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cyberworld</title><summary type='text'>Just read this blog post and I am LOLing!!!!!!!!!!!!!Sick! who would ever want to go out with someone with bag gas?Anyway, I saw THE cutest boy at work today!!! He is new. wow. But is dating a co-worker a bad idea? I mean, I am there 8 hours a day and I could get a lot of QT with my crush if I just had a crush on my co-worker. Right? Any experience??? My friend Laura dated her co-worker and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1252664678579965339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1252664678579965339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/cyberworld.html' title='cyberworld'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-6485073605651281252</id><published>2009-08-08T13:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:13:17.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think about NCMO?</title><summary type='text'>I remember my first day at BYU when someone asked me about NCMO! I didn't even know what it was!!!!!!!!!! Now, twelve years later, I have heard a LOT about NCMO. Provo is such a crazy place. :) Anyway, my friend Jocelyn is SO depressed right now because she had random make-out with her crush. I told her to NOT DO IT unless she was in some relationship with him. But she told me I was wrong...she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6485073605651281252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6485073605651281252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-think-about-ncmo.html' title='What do you think about NCMO?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4629678954855184355</id><published>2009-08-06T22:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:22:46.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book update</title><summary type='text'>I mentioned last week how I was reading this book. Well, turns out she is MARRIED and her husband is hot and rich and she is UNhappy?!?!?!?!?! This book is obviously fiction!!!Anyway, this led me to some rather deep thinking. If that can't make you happy, what can? Good news--the book kind of hints at the answer. :) I guess it's better to be with someone that likes you for you than to be with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4629678954855184355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4629678954855184355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-update.html' title='Book update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-442782085053551667</id><published>2009-08-05T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:14:59.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ads?</title><summary type='text'>Okay, you may have noticed how TACKY this blog is becoming with all of these ads. But the proceeds are going to a very important cause...MY WEDDING FUND!!!!!!!So start clicking! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/442782085053551667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/442782085053551667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/ads.html' title='ads?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4710979572309807793</id><published>2009-08-04T19:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:50:57.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED THIS DRESS</title><summary type='text'>Shabby Apple just came out with their new Fall line...I need this!!p.s. free shipping (on orders over $125) through August 15th if you use the coupon code FallingforFallAwesome!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4710979572309807793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4710979572309807793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-this-dress.html' title='I NEED THIS DRESS'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1238226318412764913</id><published>2009-08-04T19:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:12:07.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long awaited update!</title><summary type='text'>Sorry guys--I have been SUCH a slacker! Now I am back to blogging. :) How happy are you that you won't be so bored at work anymore? So many updates needed!!!First of all, I went on my blind date last week and it was SUPER AWKWARD. At first he was semi-cute and I thought I'd give him a chance, but then my other friends didn't show up so it was just the two of us and we didn't have much to talk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1238226318412764913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1238226318412764913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-awaited-update.html' title='long awaited update!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-3537792178949449166</id><published>2009-07-29T18:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:56:47.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>editor's note</title><summary type='text'>There have been some negative comments about my being unemployed. No!! Perhaps this post confused you, but I have been gainfully employed for over a year! If you had only read earlier here, you would have realized. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/3537792178949449166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/3537792178949449166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/editors-note.html' title='editor&apos;s note'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5985540954961574412</id><published>2009-07-29T18:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:54:32.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Literary Moment</title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd expand this blog to be less about boys and more about culture. I'm reading this book and it is AMAZING!! This girl in the book is living MY DREAM! Get this--in the book this girl is young and single and dating some LAME guy and doesn't think she is super cute. Then she hits her head and has a coma and when she comes to she thinks it is 2004 but she has AMNESIA and it is really 2007!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5985540954961574412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5985540954961574412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/literary-moment.html' title='Literary Moment'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4073619925603286889</id><published>2009-07-29T18:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:49:15.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what happens at Institute, stays at Institute (except for when you publish it online!!! Yikes!)</title><summary type='text'>So last night at Institute I saw Alan! I still am not sure how to act around him, so when I saw him walk into the classroom I tried to look like I wasn't paying attention to him. And then he CAME AND SAT NEXT TO ME! Awesome! And during class OUR ARMS TOUCHED!! WOOT WOOT! It was great. LOL--I feel ridiculous sharing/being so excited about this. Anyway, after Institute I had to play it cool and so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4073619925603286889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4073619925603286889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happens-at-institute-stays-at.html' title='what happens at Institute, stays at Institute (except for when you publish it online!!! Yikes!)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2596752436244374770</id><published>2009-07-27T20:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:31:27.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a good convo with Paul</title><summary type='text'>So I was talking to Paul on the phone while I was typing that last post, and he had some great "guy insights" for me about this whole Alan situation. Basically he said I should chill out about it, and if Alan didn't ask me out he was blind. :) Paul is THE best friend EVER!! He is always there to give me guy insights. Paul has been so unlucky in love, too. I don't know why! He is so the perfect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2596752436244374770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2596752436244374770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-convo-with-paul.html' title='a good convo with Paul'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1741437660596088570</id><published>2009-07-27T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:27:14.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a bold move by T</title><summary type='text'>So guys, I was going crazy. Alan was sending mixed signals (oh yeah, he did text me randomly on Saturday but did NOT ask me on a date) and I was driving myself mad going back and forth over the multitude of possibilities as to why Alan didn't ask me out...too afraid to even think of the possibility that he is NOT INTERESTED!! I decided to take matters into my own hands. So Saturday night I got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1741437660596088570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1741437660596088570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/bold-move-by-t.html' title='a bold move by T'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-9001049360387064953</id><published>2009-07-25T20:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:38:35.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I wear to church tomorrow?</title><summary type='text'>thisor this Help, please!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/9001049360387064953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/9001049360387064953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-should-i-wear-to-church-tomorrow.html' title='What should I wear to church tomorrow?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-6842661848616900696</id><published>2009-07-24T20:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:29:07.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(drumroll, please...)</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY PIONEER DAY! I love living/working in Utah and getting a bonus holiday! What did you do for your day off???Oh yeah, Pioneer Day also means a winner of THE BLOG CONTEST!And the winner is.......ANNA!!!Congrats, girl. and get excited :) (everyone else, you can buy yours here)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6842661848616900696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6842661848616900696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/drumroll-please.html' title='(drumroll, please...)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8055332162673410094</id><published>2009-07-24T20:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:22:29.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night invite!</title><summary type='text'>Faithful blog readers,So...I did end up getting a Friday night invitation. It was from my friend Marie. She called and asked if I wanted to go to dinner and--instead of saying no because I was hoping for a last-minute boy invite--I said of course! During dinner Marie dished and she has been MAJORLY stressed lately and I just listened and did not even mention Alan once!And guess what? It was great</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8055332162673410094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8055332162673410094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-night-invite.html' title='Friday night invite!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5874454473556472048</id><published>2009-07-23T16:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:52:52.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>trying not to panic...</title><summary type='text'>So, it is Thursday. And my crush (Alan, duh) has not asked me out for the weekend yet!!! He hasn't even called/texted me about getting together AT ALL. What should I do?I have kept my ENTIRE weekend schedule open, just hoping he might contact me...should I just call him?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5874454473556472048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5874454473556472048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-not-to-panic.html' title='trying not to panic...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8961751388190850907</id><published>2009-07-22T22:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:08:44.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More bad dates :)</title><summary type='text'>So one time this boy called me. He sounded terrible. I asked what was wrong and he said he didn't want to talk about it and I was very concerned!!! So I told my roommates and we made some cookies and dropped by his house to console him...he sounded REALLY bad!We get there and he doesn't look too great (and doesn't appreciate my cookies!) and I try to pry out of him what is wrong. Finally he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8961751388190850907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8961751388190850907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-bad-dates.html' title='More bad dates :)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8495204140134951673</id><published>2009-07-22T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:02:22.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest Reminder!</title><summary type='text'>The contest for the Marriage Prep manual WITH MY COMMENTS ends on Friday! Don't miss it!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8495204140134951673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8495204140134951673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/contest-reminder.html' title='Contest Reminder!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1406811292610512747</id><published>2009-07-22T17:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:59:48.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anonymous?</title><summary type='text'>How come everyone who reads this blog is "Anonymous"??!?! Are you ashamed to be reading?? And, more importantly, why aren't you giving me helpful dating tips? I need to get married SOON. (They say to date through four seasons and one road trip...but...is that really necessary? I don't think I can wait that long!) Anyway, Anonymous mocked "the 100 questions"--gasp! Well, Anonymous, if you don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1406811292610512747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1406811292610512747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/anonymous.html' title='Anonymous?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2198514459706776932</id><published>2009-07-21T16:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:09:45.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>X</title><summary type='text'>X=Ex=Ex-boyfriend=ex-fiance=Jimmy.That's right. I was engaged. It is now time to answer the title question of this blog--why am I still single? Because Jimmy is a JERK!!!Some of you may have noticed this comment:"Jimmy said.... This is garbage. Mormon boys are not cheap, Mormon girls were raised on an IV drip of Disney princesses and daddies with home equity loans."Maybe if you and your friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2198514459706776932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2198514459706776932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/x.html' title='X'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-379613160355957567</id><published>2009-07-21T16:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:26:40.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Update</title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, someone asked me about John. Well, I successfully avoided him at church and institute and everywhere I could possibly see him. But my friend and I did go to Red Mango the other day and I cried into my frozen yogurt. The pain is too fresh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/379613160355957567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/379613160355957567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/john-update.html' title='John Update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-1084472155950732777</id><published>2009-07-20T16:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:32:33.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Questions</title><summary type='text'>By popular demand...I present...more of the questions!!! To keep you reading, I will not put ALL 100 here! Read these on your first date and you are GUARANTEED to know whether you are compatible--and then you can stop going out if the answers don't match up! For example, I tried this last night on my Home Teacher, and he is NOT a morning person!!! Who wants to live with Grumpy? Let me know your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1084472155950732777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/1084472155950732777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-questions.html' title='More Questions'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-942588212159875008</id><published>2009-07-20T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:28:29.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Update</title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, I never told you more about Mike! LOL! I know you've been dying to know. Well, him and Heather went out and I guess it went well? But she exaggerated in telling me it was a date. hahaha  Girls are catty! So they just hung out and she is totally into him. Luckily I am SO over him. What was I thinking?!?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/942588212159875008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/942588212159875008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/mike-update.html' title='Mike Update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2444285944283740954</id><published>2009-07-19T12:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:22:52.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Update</title><summary type='text'>Saw Alan at church. He got to class too late to sit next to me in the front row of Sunday School, but after class we chatted for a while (and hugged!). I'm hoping for another DATE soon!Also, today during Relief Society they passed out THE best hand out ever...100 questions you should ask someone you're dating to see how compatible you are!! I know you're interested. I will periodically answer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2444285944283740954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2444285944283740954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/alan-update.html' title='Alan Update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8619995978693188318</id><published>2009-07-18T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:49:08.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DATE Details :)</title><summary type='text'>Did you notice the title of this post? YES--DATE! It WAS A DATE!!!!!!!  I'm sad to say I was surprised by that fact. Yes, we've all had too many experiences where a boy texts us for dinner and then we show up along with him and his roommates/girlfriend/our roommates/etc. But Alan is young and naive to the ways of older dating, so he didn't bring anyone along with him! We went to dinner and it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8619995978693188318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8619995978693188318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/date-details.html' title='DATE Details :)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-84763012963630043</id><published>2009-07-17T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:07:22.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Single Story</title><summary type='text'>I have a fantastic friend named Wendy. Wendy is a hot item and kept having booked weekends before her crush had a chance to ask her out. He kept on asking--she kept on having to say "sorry; already full." One weekend her crush planned ahead and asked her out a WEEK in advance (just in time for her to say no to some creepy other guy who asked her out--whew). She was excited all week for her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/84763012963630043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/84763012963630043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-single-story.html' title='Another Single Story'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-7427711933970992584</id><published>2009-07-17T06:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:03:50.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Text!</title><summary type='text'>Alan just texted me....wait, let me look it up to give you the exact wording:"Dinner plans tonight?"WOW!Do you think this is a date? If it's not a date, should I say no? Should I ask him if it's a date??? Remember--NO MORE HANGING OUT!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7427711933970992584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7427711933970992584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/text.html' title='A Text!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4317922274720648444</id><published>2009-07-16T08:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:51:41.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New hot guy in my ward</title><summary type='text'>Remember that young guy I sat next to in Sunday School? (what--are you implying that my multitude of crushes is too hard for you to keep up with??? Sorry--I can't put pictures of them on here! Creepy!)Anyway, last night I was at a birthday party for this girl in my ward and who was there but hot ward crush (a.k.a. Alan). I am trying to implement both my plans to be a man chaser and to not hang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4317922274720648444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4317922274720648444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-hot-guy-in-my-ward.html' title='New hot guy in my ward'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-319660416671304682</id><published>2009-07-16T07:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:21:10.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A CONTEST!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>My friend just gave me an AWESOME idea: have a blog contest! Super fun!!! I racked my brain for a fitting prize, and realized there was only ever one option: A Marriage Prep manual!!! Complete with my comments/tips/thoughts/highlighted portions.This book is AMAZING! I read it daily/nightly/at the gym on the treadmill--everywhere! Trust me--you want this book.How do you win? Put a link to this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/319660416671304682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/319660416671304682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/contest.html' title='A CONTEST!!!!!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfodkd6EHbk/Sl8t8hDNiTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Js1TbB3kQGA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-82722053580901766</id><published>2009-07-16T06:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:07:25.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best part of the Harry Potter movie was the New Moon trailer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/82722053580901766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/82722053580901766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-part-of-harry-potter-movie-was-new.html' title=''/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8849681252989976305</id><published>2009-07-16T06:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:50:21.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Man Chaser</title><summary type='text'>That title is misleading...I am NOT a man-chaser. This is a matter of pride for me.This may also be why I am single!There are so many things that people judge other people for doing when it comes to dating: desperation, internet dating, man-chasing, etc. But in the end, who cares if you are happily married? My friend said that at her stake conference they were told IF YOU AREN'T ONLINE DATING YOU</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8849681252989976305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8849681252989976305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/confessions-of-man-chaser.html' title='Confessions of a Man Chaser'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-850564320008874788</id><published>2009-07-15T08:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:11:15.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting, waiting, wishing...</title><summary type='text'>I really thought that last post would bring hundreds of comments from the single, eligible, local men that read this blog--all asking me out on REAL dates. So far, no comments. So I'd better kill the time by sharing about why another one of my hot, righteous, beloved girlfriends is still single! This time it's all about Maria.Maria got set up on a blind date. She wore her cutest outfit and "set </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/850564320008874788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/850564320008874788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='sitting, waiting, wishing...'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8008681176839045384</id><published>2009-07-15T08:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:08:37.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Am I Married?"</title><summary type='text'>I LOVE the book The Rules! The best part is at the end when it says "don't want to follow these rules? Don't think you need to? Then ask yourself one question: Am I Married?" LOL! I wanted to make a large poster with those words and put it over my doorway so I'd remember to be a "Rules" girl.Anyway, far better than The Rules is the infamous dating talk by Elder Oaks. He said to NOT hang out but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8008681176839045384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8008681176839045384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-married.html' title='&quot;Am I Married?&quot;'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5473993691007527597</id><published>2009-07-14T06:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:12:53.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Emmett is hotter than Edward (or Jasper--yikes!!)</title><summary type='text'>Emmett is the perfect man. My last post got me thinking about this. I need to find MY Emmett! I don't get why everyone loves Edward so much. He is creepy and uptight and NO fun--all he does is talk about Bella's soul. But apparently he is "the best looking person ever."I far prefer Emmett!! He laughs at everything, is SO fun, and strong, and chill, and also totally good-looking. Do you know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5473993691007527597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5473993691007527597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-emmett-is-hotter-than-edward-or.html' title='Why Emmett is hotter than Edward (or Jasper--yikes!!)'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfodkd6EHbk/Slx-EcZ4B0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/G9yQ3D40xKs/s72-c/emmett-twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4249604979989212013</id><published>2009-07-14T06:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:40:10.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ones That Got Away</title><summary type='text'>My friend once said "the older I get, the more I wished I hadn't been pickier when I was younger." Of course, six months later she married a total BABE even though she was (almost) 28!So I present, The Ones That Got Away:Edward Edward was a strange fellow. Always brooding and never at school when the sun came out. But oh, the passion....haha NO, I am not THAT into Twilight! And if I was, I'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4249604979989212013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4249604979989212013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/ones-that-got-away.html' title='The Ones That Got Away'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-973139852090747896</id><published>2009-07-13T07:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:10:07.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Another Mormon Girl Stays Single</title><summary type='text'>Apparently my only two readers (both of who choose to remain "anonymous") hated my story about my friend who got married!!! Bitter? So, for "Anonymous" I present...Why Another Mormon Girl Stays Single!My friend Jackie once got asked out by this..."nice" boy. She had a hard time saying no to dates. I guess people always say you should give everyone a chance with at least one date--but my friend </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/973139852090747896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/973139852090747896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-another-mormon-girl-stays-single_13.html' title='Why Another Mormon Girl Stays Single'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-5744576982072024833</id><published>2009-07-13T06:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:33:28.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><summary type='text'>So, Saturday I was of course pretty bummed about my lack of a crush, but ended up enjoying the day anyway with the gym, reading, and then buying a lot of chocolates with my roommates and throwing them at the TV during a romantic comedy, yelling "liar!" Incredibly therapeutic!Sunday I went to church and I looked HOTTTTT in my new ShabbyApple dress (I'm not trying to make this a commercial--I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5744576982072024833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/5744576982072024833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-7150319112936390300</id><published>2009-07-10T22:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:57:36.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Typing Through Tears</title><summary type='text'>I just got home from my "date" with John and HAVE to share everything! So John came and picked me up and opened my car door and everything seemed to be going pretty well. We go get some Red Mango (LOVE IT!) and while we are sitting on the cozy leather couch near the fireplace he says out of nowhere "I think we should just be friends." WHAT?? We weren't even dating! This was our first "date" and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7150319112936390300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7150319112936390300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/typing-through-fears.html' title='Typing Through Tears'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-705647557901312819</id><published>2009-07-10T09:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:35:32.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why that Mormon girl DIDN'T stay single</title><summary type='text'>So, along with the amusing bad-date stories, I would like to recognize that there are MANY great date stories! They just aren't as funny. :)In honor of my DATE TONIGHT, I am going to share a little about Lilly.Lilly was single and happy and life was good. One day this nice boy in the ward asked her out. He was very fun and kind and they had a great time together! After their first date, he asked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/705647557901312819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/705647557901312819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-that-mormon-girl-didnt-stay-single.html' title='Why that Mormon girl DIDN&apos;T stay single'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8503443203391690769</id><published>2009-07-09T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:27:07.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS!</title><summary type='text'>John just called me to go out Friday night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What should I wear?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8503443203391690769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8503443203391690769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-4819899742341688172</id><published>2009-07-09T12:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:14:31.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does THAT Mormon girl stay single, part II</title><summary type='text'>Wow, that story of Hannah's sure created a stir!! Jimmy, you're a tad insensitive to Hannah. C, I hope to be dating you soon.Anyway, I thought I'd share another sad, sad tale of a Mormon girl who has sacrificed so much during awful dates she DESERVES MARRIAGE! This is all about...Emma.One time Emma got set up on a blind date. The blind date picked her up and was talking on his cell phone in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4819899742341688172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/4819899742341688172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-does-that-mormon-girl-stay-single_09.html' title='Why does THAT Mormon girl stay single, part II'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-7439651364153770459</id><published>2009-07-09T09:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:35:11.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Document</title><summary type='text'>So last night AFTER the drama and much confusion/tears, I decided to take matters into my own hands and make The Document.The Document is a side-by-side comparison of two crushes, made in an effort to pick one. After some EXTENSIVE facebook research, I was able to make a document for Mike and John. I am still at a loss, so I decided to share it with you and hopefully you can help! PLEASE!!!!!!! I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7439651364153770459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7439651364153770459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/document.html' title='The Document'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-2698090762845910508</id><published>2009-07-09T07:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:57:27.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night's dramatic evening</title><summary type='text'>Okay, are you ready for the dish! (p.s. I think my favorite verb/noun is "dish!")Last night I got a text from Mike (!!!) asking if I wanted a ride to Karen's house. I texted back "of course" and was pleased with Mike's surprising punctuality. We get to Karen's house and we showed up at the same time as another group of people, so we all walked in together and Karen had no idea Mike had driven me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2698090762845910508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/2698090762845910508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-nights-dramatic-evening.html' title='Last night&apos;s dramatic evening'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8425707220642200314</id><published>2009-07-08T20:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:07:36.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Confession</title><summary type='text'>So....I want to get married.Shhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is a SUPER SECRET!I feel like around here, it is not cool to admit to wanting to get married. It is cool to love being single and think your life is awesome and be zero desperate. But, I'm finally coming out with it: I want to get married.A few years ago this really hit me. I was still a BYU student at the time (not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8425707220642200314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8425707220642200314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/secret-confession.html' title='Secret Confession'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-834463596194778809</id><published>2009-07-08T12:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:25:11.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your help!!</title><summary type='text'>Just got a text from Karen...she wants me to come hang out tonight at her place and Mike will be there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What should I do? How should I act? I NEED your help! Do I care more about potential eternal love or bffness?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/834463596194778809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/834463596194778809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-your-help.html' title='I need your help!!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-804305551376523439</id><published>2009-07-08T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:14:32.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does THAT Mormon girl stay single?</title><summary type='text'>Occasionally I would like to spotlight a friend and get your feedback. We all could use the help.Today I'm going to spotlight Hannah! One time a boy asked Hannah out for her birthday! So sweet, right? Well, first he took her to TGIFridays and had them SPLIT an order of chicken fingers. Then for the next birthday surprise, he took her to his work training at Home Depot!!! Not joking!! When they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/804305551376523439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/804305551376523439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-does-that-mormon-girl-stay-single_08.html' title='Why does THAT Mormon girl stay single?'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-6383570668694694774</id><published>2009-07-08T06:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:58:05.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><summary type='text'>So last night at Institute I was standing there trying to look "aloof" when this guy Mike walks by. We start talking and he is totally flirting with me and he is cool and cute so I am into it. He then mentions that he's heading to The Malt Shoppe and I so smoothly invite myself and we go and he pays for my malt!!!PROBLEM: He is the crush of my bff Karen!!! AHH!!! And last night after I got home, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6383570668694694774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6383570668694694774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/drama_08.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-6412702774831008708</id><published>2009-07-07T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:07:25.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not the only one who's still single</title><summary type='text'>Ugh...John is NOT chatting me back fast enough! and I have nothing else to do at work, so I am going to write another post. :)I am not the ONLY one who stays single. I have loads of friends/roommates/singles-ward members who are still single. For example, there is this girl named Heather and she is DESPERATE but she never gets asked out. Oh wait, I think I could replace the name Heather with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6412702774831008708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/6412702774831008708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-only-one-whos-still-single_07.html' title='I&apos;m not the only one who&apos;s still single'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-8783292109676212191</id><published>2009-07-07T12:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:02:53.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CRUSH UPDATE!</title><summary type='text'>Okay, this is big!!Since I last posted (5 minutes ago), John has GCHATTED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or maybe I g-chatted him first? Doesn't matter. This is HOT!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8783292109676212191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/8783292109676212191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/crush-update_07.html' title='CRUSH UPDATE!'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526586132868269255.post-7771792492721980288</id><published>2009-07-07T11:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:11:44.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why THIS Mormon Girl Stays Single</title><summary type='text'>Did you ever see that blog Why Mormon Girls Stay Single? It was just some bitter guy going on and on about how he's not married and it's the GIRL'S fault! ha!But then I realized--maybe he's right!I just turned 30, and am single. SOOOO single. Why? I am hot, smart, fun, and righteous. But I must be a dating idiot. Let me share a story about my most recent crush to demonstrate. His name is John. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7771792492721980288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4526586132868269255/posts/default/7771792492721980288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whythismormongirlstayssingle.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-this-mormon-girl-stays-single_07.html' title='Why THIS Mormon Girl Stays Single'/><author><name>T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08906930977319397276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
