<?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-5838041490302480310</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:37:41.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERstory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-1266677892832258278</id><published>2011-01-05T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:27:01.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie the Riveter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TUkHDRL8BfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tk6zr6GGrDM/s1600/Geraldine+Doyle+Rosie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TUkHDRL8BfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tk6zr6GGrDM/s320/Geraldine+Doyle+Rosie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my dad called to tell me that he had just heard on the radio that the woman who was the inspiration for the image on the Rosie the Riveter poster had died. As most of you know, I have a passion for WWII propaganda posters, particularly those that support and encourage women to participate in war efforts during WWII. The story about this woman, Geraldine Doyle, is amazing, especially because she didn't find out that she was the inspiration for the poster&amp;nbsp;until about forty years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the link for her obituary in the LA Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-geraldine-hoff-doyle-20101231,0,1376340.story"&gt;http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-geraldine-hoff-doyle-20101231,0,1376340.story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-1266677892832258278?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/1266677892832258278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=1266677892832258278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1266677892832258278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1266677892832258278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2011/01/rosie-riveter.html' title='Rosie the Riveter'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TUkHDRL8BfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Tk6zr6GGrDM/s72-c/Geraldine+Doyle+Rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-8525575396606125239</id><published>2009-05-20T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:43:12.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe in Daddy's Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ShO0Gaw853I/AAAAAAAAAMc/vKnPn_gr8zI/s1600-h/sc003ab36e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ShO0Gaw853I/AAAAAAAAAMc/vKnPn_gr8zI/s320/sc003ab36e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337808005721024370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was going through pictures from when I was younger and I came across this one. My family went to an air show and I was getting tired. My dad looks so cool in this picture. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-8525575396606125239?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/8525575396606125239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=8525575396606125239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/8525575396606125239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/8525575396606125239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/05/safe-in-daddys-arms.html' title='Safe in Daddy&apos;s Arms'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ShO0Gaw853I/AAAAAAAAAMc/vKnPn_gr8zI/s72-c/sc003ab36e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-8854445043542984683</id><published>2009-05-06T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:15:05.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featuring Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SgJ_w5qEmYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/udjaHn1TYak/s1600-h/n578791309_1643971_7256336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SgJ_w5qEmYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/udjaHn1TYak/s320/n578791309_1643971_7256336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332965386847820162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes this is a picture of me surrounded by my wonderful WWII books, but there is a reason for this. At the beginning of this semester, one of my friends asked me if she could interview me for the yearbook. She was doing a piece on students and where they see themselves in ten years. She wanted to ask students that she knew were planning on going on to careers that are out of the norm... like a museum curator. Ha! She talked to someone who wanted to start a church in the U.K., become the Secretary of State (which he said would take way more than ten years- more like thirty), and be on the SWAT team with the Riverside Police Department. I thought it was pretty sweet that she did this because we are used to hearing about those who want to become teachers or missionaries at our school, which there is absolutely nothing wrong with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is what was said about me: "Laura Kruse, a history major and WWII enthusiast said: 'In ten years I hope to become a head museum curator in a museum that focuses on America's historical events, such as the USS Arizona Memorial, where I interned this summer. Once I have spent years in the museum and am more experienced, I would like to open a museum dedicated to the women of the United States who have shaped our country and helped us to get where we are in America today.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under my picture, which took up the whole opposite page, it said: "Laura Kruse, a history major, has an extensive collection of historical literature." Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-8854445043542984683?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/8854445043542984683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=8854445043542984683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/8854445043542984683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/8854445043542984683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/05/featuring-me.html' title='Featuring Me!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SgJ_w5qEmYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/udjaHn1TYak/s72-c/n578791309_1643971_7256336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-4528294481438703143</id><published>2009-04-15T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:52:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikes and Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SefDtf5egHI/AAAAAAAAAME/lapfALOJKho/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325440270813003890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SefDtf5egHI/AAAAAAAAAME/lapfALOJKho/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did the flower say to the bike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I read this on my Laughy Taffy wrapper) &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/5838041490302480310-4528294481438703143?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/4528294481438703143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=4528294481438703143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/4528294481438703143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/4528294481438703143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/04/bikes-and-flowers.html' title='Bikes and Flowers'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SefDtf5egHI/AAAAAAAAAME/lapfALOJKho/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-209811141072711868</id><published>2009-04-14T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:37:10.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura ROSE Shoes</title><content type='html'>Toms shoes decided to have a sweet shoe sale at my school a couple of weeks ago. It was fun because you could buy a pair of white Toms for twenty-five dollars, and they still sent a pair of shoes to a child in need of a pair over seas. (We got a sweet discount.) On March 26 my school gave out the shoes to us and provided us with supplies to decorate our shoes with. I was there for the about an hour and a half decorating mine. It was so fun! They gave us spray paint, paint, bubble paint, buttons, fabric, sewing stuff, stencils and other fun stuff. I decided to paint on roses using a stencil... you know, like my middle name?! Ha! I then had a little photo shoot with my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324803358018945762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeWAcS2GwuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_qqWVrGTFQA/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324803356160879778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeWAcL7G7KI/AAAAAAAAALs/U76YqqHS50k/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&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/5838041490302480310-209811141072711868?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/209811141072711868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=209811141072711868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/209811141072711868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/209811141072711868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/04/laura-rose-shoes.html' title='Laura ROSE Shoes'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeWAcS2GwuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_qqWVrGTFQA/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-103087263924266197</id><published>2009-04-14T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:15:13.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In class we walked around outside and had to take a couple abstract pictures and portraits with negative space. For the assignment, I had to choose my best picture that I took in class. I also had to capture something while in motion, while making sure that there was negative space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796429959913026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV6JB0HXkI/AAAAAAAAALk/aMnBaC6byec/s320/A12LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cailee's shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324796426559354866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV6I1JW9_I/AAAAAAAAALc/zpsZ6fhG0Bo/s320/A12LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The American flag's shadow blowing in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-103087263924266197?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/103087263924266197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=103087263924266197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/103087263924266197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/103087263924266197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/04/assignment-12.html' title='Assignment #12'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV6JB0HXkI/AAAAAAAAALk/aMnBaC6byec/s72-c/A12LK+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-7636628334565505544</id><published>2009-04-14T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:01:36.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #10</title><content type='html'>(Sorry it's out of order, I forgot this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to bring a prop to class that represented outselves and learn how to take pictures of people with a prop. I brought Bill the Duck and my professor wasn't too pleased because I had used him in another picture so not only did I have to take the two required pictures, but also a self portrait of myself. This self portrait had to have a prop that represented me... I was not to happy because I love my duck. Let's just say I had a bad day. Ha! It sucked because he wanted Laura to bring a "better" prop too. If you know Laura, a sign of the word laugh is a perfect prop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to choose the best picture that I took in class and turn it in. I also had to take a picture of someone with a prop in interesting light. Then last, I had to take a self portrait of my self with a prop... how fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324793990551685202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV37CT3yFI/AAAAAAAAALU/x11Rn0NnAr4/s320/A10LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324791148182705682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV1VlqTFhI/AAAAAAAAALM/DUzKS0krKI0/s320/A10LK+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;I asked Eli (4) if he could choose his favorite thing in the house what it would be and he sad books. He's too cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324790388144818610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV0pWTJSbI/AAAAAAAAALE/13z4xy_DSvg/s320/A10LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;My interest: Pearl Harbor... is that better?! Ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-7636628334565505544?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/7636628334565505544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=7636628334565505544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7636628334565505544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7636628334565505544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/04/assignment-10.html' title='Assignment #10'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SeV37CT3yFI/AAAAAAAAALU/x11Rn0NnAr4/s72-c/A10LK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-6979228497972160064</id><published>2009-03-26T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:03:39.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In this assignment, I had to take two pictures with clean backgrounds, making the subject stand out. One picture had to be a portrait that was none confrontive, and the other had to be a portrait that was confrontive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317638958834806050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ScwMdYEgbSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1NCn5do2o0Q/s320/A11LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ashley standing in front of Bema in Greece&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ScwMchoaslI/AAAAAAAAAKs/omGTqJpyp-M/s1600-h/A11LK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317638944221475410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ScwMchoaslI/AAAAAAAAAKs/omGTqJpyp-M/s320/A11LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda in front of a wall at the Treasury of Atreus in Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-6979228497972160064?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/6979228497972160064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=6979228497972160064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/6979228497972160064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/6979228497972160064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignment-11.html' title='Assignment #11'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/ScwMdYEgbSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1NCn5do2o0Q/s72-c/A11LK+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-1045299013545513168</id><published>2009-03-02T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:22:14.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #9</title><content type='html'>I had to take a picture of a body part of one or two people up close that has impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazK_q3hO6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/WHN12rWi9nk/s1600-h/A9LK+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308841255950695330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazK_q3hO6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/WHN12rWi9nk/s320/A9LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna is 7 months pregnant and Elijah is 4 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-1045299013545513168?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/1045299013545513168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=1045299013545513168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1045299013545513168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1045299013545513168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignment-9.html' title='Assignment #9'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazK_q3hO6I/AAAAAAAAAKk/WHN12rWi9nk/s72-c/A9LK+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-1800878411453298165</id><published>2009-03-02T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:08:17.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #8</title><content type='html'>I had to shoot something (person or thing) from an unexpected angle, inside or outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308838165420485986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazILxvsrWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QTmljUgjos8/s320/A8LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bill the Duck, the antique doorstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-1800878411453298165?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/1800878411453298165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=1800878411453298165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1800878411453298165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1800878411453298165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignment-8.html' title='Assignment #8'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazILxvsrWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QTmljUgjos8/s72-c/A8LK+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-2089403487895565130</id><published>2009-03-02T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:54:01.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #7</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to take a picture of a person through an object, making sure the person was focused and the object was unfocused. My professor also wanted us to take the picture inside, using window light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazBvhllMXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SBYH2fL11vY/s1600-h/LKA7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308831082976981362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazBvhllMXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SBYH2fL11vY/s320/LKA7.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/5838041490302480310-2089403487895565130?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/2089403487895565130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=2089403487895565130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/2089403487895565130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/2089403487895565130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/03/assignment-7.html' title='Assignment #7'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SazBvhllMXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/SBYH2fL11vY/s72-c/LKA7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-3971121756287843723</id><published>2009-02-25T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:02:47.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #6</title><content type='html'>I had to take a picture from either a high or low angle without flash. The second picture had to be backlit with fill flash (taking the picture with the flash on and the main source of light behind the object). The last two pictures had to be of the same picture of a person, one showing shadows on the person and the other using fill flash (enhancing the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306996459964714594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SaY9KaRzzmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZSufVnUJy7s/s320/A6LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306996475008277746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SaY9LSUeXPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZCcFqGxgfAo/s320/A6LK+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306996460000092322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SaY9KaaPoKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ULIqGjips-s/s320/A6LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306996466002487314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SaY9KwxU6BI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l_9PWxx4w0o/s320/A6LK+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-3971121756287843723?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/3971121756287843723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=3971121756287843723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/3971121756287843723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/3971121756287843723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/02/assignment-6.html' title='Assignment #6'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SaY9KaRzzmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZSufVnUJy7s/s72-c/A6LK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-1871634632956041833</id><published>2009-02-16T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:32:37.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For this assignment, I had to take a portrait of one person in open shade, against a wall, while capturing a moment. The second picture had to be of a group of people (odd number) utilizing all that we have learned about composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303586953360696674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SZogPAZ15WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fHArqmz9Fh8/s320/A5LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Laura is such a great model&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SZogPZcF0cI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1lK3vhRTy2E/s1600-h/A5LK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303586960081015234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SZogPZcF0cI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1lK3vhRTy2E/s320/A5LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura, Becca, and Meghan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-1871634632956041833?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/1871634632956041833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=1871634632956041833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1871634632956041833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1871634632956041833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/02/assignment-5.html' title='Assignment #5'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SZogPAZ15WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fHArqmz9Fh8/s72-c/A5LK+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-5654982940664000795</id><published>2009-02-06T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:59:30.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the things kids say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SY0wfHNgD2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/OKfSTaHlZO8/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299945647554695010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SY0wfHNgD2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/OKfSTaHlZO8/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A conversation between myself and Dylan, 5 years old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan: I am thinking of a number between one and three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Umm, two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan: You got it! Yay! (excitedly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-5654982940664000795?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/5654982940664000795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=5654982940664000795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/5654982940664000795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/5654982940664000795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-things-kids-say.html' title='Oh the things kids say!'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SY0wfHNgD2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/OKfSTaHlZO8/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-5809442221788859320</id><published>2009-02-04T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:46:45.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Assignment #4</title><content type='html'>I had to take two portraits in open shade with good light, while being able to identify the direction of the light. As I am doing this, I still have to remember composition and moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYtbfp_6o1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lk6EqTYKuAg/s1600-h/A4LK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299429985939530578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYtbfp_6o1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lk6EqTYKuAg/s320/A4LK.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was fun making Amber laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYtadHir1EI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Eel2EE8kYeU/s1600-h/A4LK+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299428842818753602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYtadHir1EI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Eel2EE8kYeU/s320/A4LK+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica thought of climbing the tree... she was acting like she was scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-5809442221788859320?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/5809442221788859320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=5809442221788859320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/5809442221788859320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/5809442221788859320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-assignment-4.html' title='Photo Assignment #4'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYtbfp_6o1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lk6EqTYKuAg/s72-c/A4LK.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-7752822693538651310</id><published>2009-02-01T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:00:04.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning Photography</title><content type='html'>This semester, I am taking a beginning photography class so I can have a little fun thrown in with my intense history and English classes. Every Thursday we are given an assignment to take pictures following what we learned in class that week. Then we choose our best two photos and present them to the class on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my second assignment. We had to take two pictures that captured a moment. The thing is when we are taking the picture, we have to remember so many things: composition (placement of our person or object), what is going on in the background, light, moments... I had fun following around the Atchison boys, a family that I babysit for, and capturing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297966336599092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYYoUDT3a3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fOmyca1sDvY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aiden (4) decided to climb out of their front window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYYguAhOZRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4KQYG_Lo1Hw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297957986433393938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYYguAhOZRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4KQYG_Lo1Hw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Asher (8 months) was crying because he had an ear infection... poor guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5838041490302480310-7752822693538651310?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/7752822693538651310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=7752822693538651310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7752822693538651310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7752822693538651310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2009/02/beginning-photography.html' title='Beginning Photography'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SYYoUDT3a3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/fOmyca1sDvY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-1931532044638499190</id><published>2008-11-04T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:39:05.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SRDqJslG1hI/AAAAAAAAAHw/h9hzNY0pn7I/s1600-h/Love_On_Thin_Ice_by_Vethonwen%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264965416702629394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SRDqJslG1hI/AAAAAAAAAHw/h9hzNY0pn7I/s400/Love_On_Thin_Ice_by_Vethonwen%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;I did not know that you were going to leave me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not by my side&lt;br /&gt;Are you playing hide and seek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have looked for you behind the oak tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have looked for you down by the pond where we first kissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did you choose now to disappear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are never seen without eachother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue to search for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went down to the railroad tracks but you weren't there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always go down there when you need to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where are you my love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel as if a part of me is gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You complete me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go up to our favorite hill by the oak tree to wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be there when you get back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting by the tree alone I am able to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizing that the whole time I thought you were gone&lt;br /&gt;You were in my heart&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/5838041490302480310-1931532044638499190?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/1931532044638499190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=1931532044638499190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1931532044638499190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/1931532044638499190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2008/11/looking.html' title='Looking'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SRDqJslG1hI/AAAAAAAAAHw/h9hzNY0pn7I/s72-c/Love_On_Thin_Ice_by_Vethonwen%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-202464253500607032</id><published>2008-11-03T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:06:19.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SQ9HsFqsJqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/m_bflGND_LA/s1600-h/Candid_height_returns_by_instantvoodo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505312180446882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SQ9HsFqsJqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/m_bflGND_LA/s320/Candid_height_returns_by_instantvoodo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I set out on a new adventure each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am welcomed by a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a kiss by the man of my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of one who is not seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kisses through the warmth of the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gentle breeze that blows through my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweet scent of roses that urges me to breathe in deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kiss motivates me to keep living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving me in anticipation for my next adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that through this kiss I am loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved by the one who created the sun, wind, and roses to greet me each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that some day my prince will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only the man who will win my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also the one who will take me home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot wait for the next kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questioning if it will be from the one above or my one true love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoever he may be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5838041490302480310-202464253500607032?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/202464253500607032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=202464253500607032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/202464253500607032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/202464253500607032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2008/11/kiss.html' title='The Kiss'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SQ9HsFqsJqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/m_bflGND_LA/s72-c/Candid_height_returns_by_instantvoodo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-7694960915245145929</id><published>2008-07-01T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:52:34.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Kruse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218305932730880498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGslmRm80fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UazJGg8G2C8/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t in our plans but Mom was able to come out and visit me in Hawaii! We are having so much fun! So far she has been here for a week and she will be here for two more weeks. I got it okayed with my room mates, Doug and James, and my boss that Mom could stay with us at our villa in Ko Olina. It’s pretty nice because she is sharing my room and our villa is the size of a decent sized house so there is room. Plus she doesn’t have to pay a cent! That was also a reason why Mom is staying so long because she doesn’t have to pay for a place to stay, which can get pretty expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mom has been here, we have been able to go on many adventures, especially because she got a rental car: a cute little silver Mazda 3. :o)We have been taking a lot of walks around our neighborhood and down to the beach/lagoons and tanning out by the pool… I’ll have to show off my Hawaiian tan when I get home! Ha! Doug, Mom and I walked down to the J. W. Marriott, which is in the Ko Olina Resort, and looked at their tropical fish ponds and shark ponds. I really wanted to jump in and wrestle one of the sharks, but I figured the hotel wouldn’t be too happy with me. Ha! It has kind of sucked because we haven’t had that much sun because it has been cloudy. :o( We have gone out to lunch and dinner many times, twice to our favorite place in Waikiki: Cheeseburgers in Paradise. Yum! Doug was able to experience Cheeseburgers in Paradise with us the other night for the first time; it was so exciting! Last week Scott, my boss, Doug, my roommate, and I took Mom out snorkeling at Kahe/Electric Beach, which was her first time snorkeling in Hawaii. It was so cool because she had a sea turtle swim under her and she was the first one in our group to see it… that was her first sea turtle that she has ever swam with. It was pretty exciting! It was really cool because that day there was a pod of dolphins off the shore from where we snorkel and they pushed the fish down our way. I have never seen so many fish! We were literally swimming through their schools and were right next to fish, it was so neat! It got kind of scary because we saw some barracuda among the many schools of fish so we had to stay clear of them. I didn’t feel like losing a finger at that very moment! :o) After work on Friday, Mom and I went to the Punchbowl Cemetery. I was in awe and honored to be there. We shopped at the swap meet by the stadium on Saturday, which is always fun! Mom got to go to church with me on Sunday and went to lunch with Kay and I after church. We hung out with Ashley and her family many times and had to say goodbye to them yesterday because they were able to move back home to Boston today. Ashley’s husband A.J., got a job back home sooner than they originally planned, this was the reason why they were here in Hawaii for three months, for his work. I am bummed and will miss them. :o( We have been watching many of the movies that both Mom and I brought along. Mom, Doug and I went and saw Wall-E on Sunday and I loved it! Kids, you have to see it! It’s been a lot of fun because Doug has joined us on our many adventures and we have had so much fun! The other day Mom hung out at the beach while Doug and I snorkeled at Lagoon 2 at Ko Olina. We had a blast! It’s been nice to have Mom here because she has been cooking for me, and I have helped, so I don’t have to live on Top Raman. :o) I must say, I am very thankful for moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218305963048771842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsloCjTIQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NJHaZKlXhGM/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Modeling with our orchid in the bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218305954108802274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGslnhP2BOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C5UHu0c__E4/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunsetting at the pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218305949829965154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGslnRTsJWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OKllydCveKs/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oooo oooo oooo aaaa! -Laura the Monkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218305942024822962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGslm0OzILI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2yGFKoN-37Y/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218307107685771106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsmqqqBp2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/tnRN0-0xERk/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Punchbowl Cemetery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218307100329674450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsmqPQMhtI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NlYkrbv5gWA/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you point out Diamond Head?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218313695278244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGssqHWdoWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wHJENMdOIBo/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218307088611942402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsmpjmeIAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/UrOUDlqHt14/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sharks at the Marriott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218307081615264642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsmpJiVS4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OHYeZ1Qxrw4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oops, I don't know how to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218307078918884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsmo_fdzgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/WcLwJM6lBD0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308178597677938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsnpAHUi3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/_fld3Onfu1g/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218311530730656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsqsHyGlDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MrZgBnb5i2o/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ashley and Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308193205422290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsnp2iFCNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9cB6qjtOtKo/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308203294835234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsnqcHlQiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jvwz5nIpMCw/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and Patrick (3 yrs old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308185286035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsnpZB8yeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7qhNcWgiZNQ/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thomas (16 months)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308207419638178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsnqrfAwaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lpyDGDITi0I/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lagoon 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218311480648236658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsqpNNhfnI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dlKjPsVcL9M/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218311512889303538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsqrFUZIfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vB8znIgfz1I/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Snorkeling time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218311523187032754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGsqrrrkArI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fovFLFKBaIA/s320/036.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/5838041490302480310-7694960915245145929?l=laurarosekruse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/feeds/7694960915245145929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5838041490302480310&amp;postID=7694960915245145929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7694960915245145929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5838041490302480310/posts/default/7694960915245145929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurarosekruse.blogspot.com/2008/07/mama-kruse.html' title='Mama Kruse'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03349766663202385881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/TSTrvyb4SII/AAAAAAAAAOw/nYCn2TvK7XI/S220/IMG_7960.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SGslmRm80fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UazJGg8G2C8/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838041490302480310.post-4292897638671326484</id><published>2008-06-14T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:47:36.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214274782863267186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SFzTSeHXlXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V-Zq6rBWLhk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aloha friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and miss you so much! I can’t believe that three weeks have already gone by! I have been so busy and focused on work that the week days just zip by really fast. I love interning for the National Park Service (NPS) at the USS Arizona Memorial, and I just get excited for work every day. Right now Scott, the head curator at the memorial who got me this internship, has me working in the memorial’s small library. You can say I am playing librarian. I am basically starting our library over. I am currently inputting data of books that haven’t already been added into our computer system so we can get our library set up on the dewey-decimal system. The head librarian of the NPS in Seattle, Washington has been helping me a lot with that over the phone. I love this project especially because I am dealing with books all on Pearl Harbor and WWII. I have been writing down the titles and authors of books that I want so I can expand my own library when I get home. It is so hard not to stop and just look at the books. I have to remember to keep on moving on and doing my job… no slacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott gave me a tour of the visitors’ center and building 416 on the navy base (where I work). It was so interesting and fun because he showed me the coolest stuff. He even took me into the collections in building 416. I was one on one with artifacts from Pearl Harbor; I couldn’t believe it! I was seriously freaking out! I saw a huge piece of a Japanese air plane, a clock and silver from the USS Arizona, medals that men of the military received, buttons supporting Pearl Harbor, and so many other things I can’t even remember. I looked at newspapers, magazines, and pictures dealing with Pearl Harbor and WWII. It was cool because this past week I was able to work with Stan, our museum tech, in the collections and do inventory, which is where I was given a tour when I first arrived. I helped him mark off the items on the list as we checked to make sure we had what we say we have. It was so cool because Stan switched jobs with me and let me handle the artifacts while he checked them off on the chart. I handled photographs, newspaper articles, newspapers, letters, pins, medals, and magazines. My favorite was when I held the sheet music to “Remember Pearl Harbor.” Just imagine me freaking out because that was what I was doing. :o) I learned so much about the artifacts because as we looked through them, Stan talked about them. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I love about working at the memorial is that they try to get me involved with as many events as they can while I am here. I sat in on a private tour around the memorial in one of their tour boats. They took us around Ford Island and would stop at certain spots and explain what happened during the Pearl Harbor attack. Daniel, our historian, was our tour guide… he knows so much! I attended a military funeral for a man who served on the USS Utah who had asked to be returned with his shipmates. The USS Arizona and USS Utah are both still under water and those who served aboard the ship can request to be returned once they pass on. They are cremated, placed in an urn, and returned to the ship by the park’s scuba divers. I attended the Pearl Harbor Survivor Association’s monthly luncheon/meeting. It was so great! There were about ten survivors there and they are so sweet. I was able to meet most of them and hear some stories. Some of these men are volunteers at the memorial and some only attend the meetings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214553171278769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3Qezx1LdI/AAAAAAAAACo/g9s3QuZeqZc/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The U.S.S. Utah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214612332443206866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF4GScSmBNI/AAAAAAAAADo/lmRyrSoQ0Qs/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oil leaking from the U.S.S. Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214277701961698194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SFzV8Ymqy5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/fnlTrZCcOfk/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kay and myself on the private tour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even though I am loving work, I really do enjoy my down time. I am up by 6 am, leave for work by 7 am, get there by 7:30 am, work until 3:30 pm, and get home between 4 and 4:30 depending on the traffic. So I am pretty tired by the end of the day. I have been snorkeling four times since I have been here and I love it! I saw two sea turtles and three puffer fish at Hanaumna Bay and one sea turtle, three puffer fish, and a star fish at Kahe Beach. Scott said that star fish are rare in Hawaii… we were lucky ducks! At Pupukia, I saw a snowflake eel; it was a little one, no worries. :o) Thursday we went to Sharks’ Cove and I think that it has the most beautiful coral that I have seen so far. At each beach, I have seen so many different colored, shaped and sized fish. I am still looking for Nemo kids! I found a church that I am getting involved with while I am out here through Kay, who is a secretary in my building for Daniel, our memorial’s historian. I love Calvary Chapel Central Oahu. Last Friday a group of us went to a mission in Chinatown and we served 179 people hot meals in one hour. I had so much fun! My job was to fill people’s cups with fruit punch or water as many times as they wanted for an hour straight. I was kept busy. It was so cool to see how God was working in their lives and I loved seeing them smile. I also made friends with a family that lives around the corner from me. I was taking a walk around my neighborhood, and the boys were playing in the backyard. They saw me, and Patrick, the older brother, introduced himself and his brother to me and I was hooked. Patrick is three and Thomas is sixteen months. They are so much fun to play with and their parents tell me to come over and play whenever I want. I really miss my kids! I was getting so sad walking around seeing all the kids in my neighborhood because I miss the kidos I babysit. Yes, I miss you kids! You are all so special to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snorkeling Trip #1: Hanaumna Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214540720906417602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3FKGhvtcI/AAAAAAAAABY/-M8AwGHYh4Q/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214611532702647122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF4Fj5Blg1I/AAAAAAAAADg/yDZYBD3gjnY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214274794883717298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SFzTTK5RGLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/x0TE7lHdIqQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Trip #2: Kahe Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214557609302461842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3UhItIjZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XLWBQN9zp_4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Myself and Doug, one of my roomates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach Trip #3: Pupukia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214556955767196546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3T7GGLy4I/AAAAAAAAADI/5oIxVz0TplU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you tell I am surfing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214555483190975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3SlYUp25I/AAAAAAAAAC4/-yDP9sms9oo/s320/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pearl Harbor Survivor Association Luncheon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214543553823848290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3Hu_95N2I/AAAAAAAAABw/hMLlBj9q--A/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ray, myself, and Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214543561869798578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3Hvd8MrLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VF-_x_-PGGE/s320/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sterling, myself, and Uncle Herbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snorkeling Trip #4: Sharks' Cove &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214545089645051522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__FYtIJBtD34/SF3JIZWM_oI/AAAAAAAAACA/295veBTmi3c/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update you more about work and my trip as soon as I can, hopefully earlier than three weeks, not like this last time. Feel free to write me on my blog, email me at my Cal Baptist email or message me on myspace or facebook. 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