tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337175882024-03-13T15:38:08.448-04:00Here We Go...Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.comBlogger296125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-36485028931922539922012-03-05T14:57:00.000-05:002012-03-05T14:58:28.372-05:00Growth<div style="text-align: center; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span >Getting better each day. </span></p></div><div style="text-align: center; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span >Stretching beyond comfort. </span></p></div><div style="text-align: center; "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span >Going beyond. </span></p></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >
</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >There are many ways to describe it, but growth is hard. It is sometimes painful and it is certainly life changing. That is the exciting part.
</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >I am watching growth happen all around me. Shelby, my six year old keeps trying to wear the same pair of high-water jeans. They get shorter and shorter each time she puts them on. But, she says they are skinny jeans and that is "okay" because she tucks them into her boots and you can't see how short they are. That is unless we are going to the gym and she is wearing tennis shoes. Um, yeah, we go to the gym everyday. We were tennis shoes when we go to the gym. You can see where I am going with this.
</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >My two and a half year old Reece, who wouldn't speak a word until about three months ago won't stop talking. He sounds so grown-up when he says things like, "Annalee, I want to play Angry Birds on Daddy's IPad after you." He then proceeds to play the game by himself, navigating through the menu, starting and ending games on his own accord. This is amazing to me. Of course that is coming from the girl who's husband had to tell her the reason her tablet wasn't charging was because she had the power cord plugged into the headphone port. Yeap, that was me. There is defiantly room for growth there.</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >
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My husband is in hot pursuit of God's presence as God is "pulling greatness" out of him. I see him changing right before my eyes. Not that he wasn't pretty great already. God was using him in big ways. God was being glorified in his circle of influence. But, I believe God has greater things on the horizon. I believe he is preparing Shane for a bigger circle of influence. One he is not currently ready to handle. So, growth must occur. That, my friends is exciting...</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >
</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span >...<span>and scary. If I am his partner, his helpmate, his supporter, what does that mean for me? I am to be his partner, his helpmate, his supporter even as he grows. I don't imagine for one second that I am ready to handle that role without growing myself. So, I grow. I want to be real. I want to be whole. I want to be strong. This blog is devoted to that journey.</span></span></p>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-47374715035681910552011-09-13T18:53:00.006-04:002011-09-15T19:21:04.532-04:00Liz is having a baby!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqejUIbmK3o/TnKGzYArEVI/AAAAAAAACPA/_Mpf6t9PCbk/s1600/_MG_0655.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqejUIbmK3o/TnKGzYArEVI/AAAAAAAACPA/_Mpf6t9PCbk/s400/_MG_0655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728699480117586" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My little sister is having a baby. I was inspired to throw her a shower. She has thrown me many showers over the past several years, so it was only fair;) I had so much fun planning. Not knowing the gender, I went for polka dots, daisies and lots of white!!! You just can't go wrong with crisp, clean, classic white on white decor. We had a fun, relaxing time as we ate, gave wishes to the baby and showered Liz with lots of goodies. Liz is a super cute pregnant mommy. She and her husband Tommy are going love that little baby so very much. I can't wait to meet him/her in the very near future.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXWIni37gm8/TnKGpf7Ga7I/AAAAAAAACO4/EG_d02RMWbs/s1600/_MG_0646.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXWIni37gm8/TnKGpf7Ga7I/AAAAAAAACO4/EG_d02RMWbs/s400/_MG_0646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728529805536178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My friend Sara made the beautiful cake. She stayed up all night to deliver it fresh in time for the brunch!</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHUxsnwsrQM/TnKGpGB2qoI/AAAAAAAACOw/lCP3_i-AD1A/s1600/_MG_0647.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHUxsnwsrQM/TnKGpGB2qoI/AAAAAAAACOw/lCP3_i-AD1A/s400/_MG_0647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728522854541954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I found this cute pancake idea on Pintrest.com. It is my new favorite internet pastime:)</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DH0xnmTjNFc/TnKGo93gE0I/AAAAAAAACOo/8jaz8mFtdvk/s1600/_MG_0648.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DH0xnmTjNFc/TnKGo93gE0I/AAAAAAAACOo/8jaz8mFtdvk/s400/_MG_0648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728520663634754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Liz's favorite flowers are daisies.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zpd_muQusKU/TnKGo3iYzCI/AAAAAAAACOg/0fsJaiItR_4/s1600/_MG_0649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zpd_muQusKU/TnKGo3iYzCI/AAAAAAAACOg/0fsJaiItR_4/s400/_MG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728518964464674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I used my mother's milk glass collection to incorporate polka dots without being cheesy.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vqq5CFoKd0/TnKGogFJJGI/AAAAAAAACOY/eQW68LxzAHM/s1600/_MG_0654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vqq5CFoKd0/TnKGogFJJGI/AAAAAAAACOY/eQW68LxzAHM/s400/_MG_0654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728512667788386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Candy bar favors...</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai35-iHpfsA/TnKGTESNjXI/AAAAAAAACOQ/Z1oA9cHFtmE/s1600/_MG_0650.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai35-iHpfsA/TnKGTESNjXI/AAAAAAAACOQ/Z1oA9cHFtmE/s400/_MG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728144429157746" /></a>
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U1seERDPIA/TnKGStqPdoI/AAAAAAAACOA/mCgzeDn5HcM/s1600/_MG_0659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U1seERDPIA/TnKGStqPdoI/AAAAAAAACOA/mCgzeDn5HcM/s400/_MG_0659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728138355930754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Liz and our Aunt Krista</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzV5h-e9yzk/TnKGSuQlL7I/AAAAAAAACN4/vNiY4NZNLjU/s1600/_MG_0657.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzV5h-e9yzk/TnKGSuQlL7I/AAAAAAAACN4/vNiY4NZNLjU/s400/_MG_0657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652728138516737970" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cousins Lydia, Annalee and Avery</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-1389100258849238332011-09-10T17:51:00.003-04:002011-09-10T18:03:43.463-04:00All Things New<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bY8T0tAbI8/TmveaEh9ucI/AAAAAAAACNw/oeMxT4smaOk/s1600/mg_4453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bY8T0tAbI8/TmveaEh9ucI/AAAAAAAACNw/oeMxT4smaOk/s400/mg_4453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650854696940583362" /></a>
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Our church started a three part series back in August. It was the beginning of a lot of life change for many members of our church. Over 180 salvations and over 260 baptisms took place over the past month. My sister was baptized earlier this year and then my father was baptized in July. Then in August during the series the church offered a spontaneous baptism for all those who had never taken that step and 6 members of our small group were baptized!!! So much celebrations, so many emotions. I just can't get over all that the Lord has done. I am so excited to see what He has in store for each of their lives.
<a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fvimeo.com%2F28276496&h=zAQBXO7x4AQAjTYIUAWOECQZXT_phhzrEaOSAaJO1zMQ06A">*check out this video of the highlights!
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</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-1167257121200014792011-09-10T17:40:00.004-04:002011-09-10T17:50:48.024-04:00Where did the Summer go???<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5XMW7ySNa0/TmvbsjQktCI/AAAAAAAACM4/n4QlRvqP-nE/s1600/_MG_0686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5XMW7ySNa0/TmvbsjQktCI/AAAAAAAACM4/n4QlRvqP-nE/s400/_MG_0686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650851715891901474" /></a>
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What a whirlwind this Summer has been. I look back and I really can't remember what all happened, I just know it flew by!! I had lots of weddings to photograph, we went to Lake Powell with Shane's family, had two litters of puppies, began preparing for the school year and spent a lot of time indoors away from the crazy sauna outside. Here are a few photos of our sweet pups.Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-53654685204312732152011-06-06T09:26:00.005-04:002011-06-06T10:20:34.222-04:00Soiree<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDxxqOi6rEs/Tezcp095dlI/AAAAAAAACMg/Zfxz-lZSAj0/s1600/_MG_4845.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDxxqOi6rEs/Tezcp095dlI/AAAAAAAACMg/Zfxz-lZSAj0/s400/_MG_4845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615105446575175250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love my ladies lifegroup. We spend every Wednesday morning swimming through endless chatter in order to dive deep into the life changing biblically based studies we choose each semester. The spiritual growth of the individuals is reflected in the group as a whole not only in our meetings each week, but everyday as we serve our families, our church, our community and ultimately our God. We are so very privileged to be able to do this "life" together and God designed it that way! He not only created us for fellowship, but provided it for us according to our individual needs. THAT astounds me! Well, enough preaching, I am really here to tell you about a beautiful, fun girl's night we had last week.</div><div>
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I teamed up with my friend Tammie to put on a Mid Summer's Night Soriee. I am not sure what defines a soriee, but it sure does sound girlie, so we ran with it. I will let the pictures speak for themselves. But, I will let you know, it was classy, a bit whimsical, elegant and altogether lovely. I enjoyed every moment of the planning, the crafting (thanks to a late night with Tammie making messy yarn balls), the shopping, the cooking and finally the evening itself. The sunsetting on our cream and gold themed party was breathtaking. While the glowing candles kept us calm, the stories and laughter recharged our hearts. I love these ladies!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lveHoBaYAWI/TezYukOKaHI/AAAAAAAACLI/QW6XkXY7jvY/s1600/_MG_4840.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lveHoBaYAWI/TezYukOKaHI/AAAAAAAACLI/QW6XkXY7jvY/s400/_MG_4840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615101129932826738" /></a>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-66473095497872028252011-06-06T08:39:00.007-04:002011-06-06T09:25:21.881-04:00Annalee is 7<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymRginbOGiE/TezTowBcv3I/AAAAAAAACLA/9r33gyFpl5c/s1600/33%2B102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ymRginbOGiE/TezTowBcv3I/AAAAAAAACLA/9r33gyFpl5c/s400/33%2B102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615095532463374194" /></a>
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7 years ago I entered the world of motherhood. Technically, one could say it started 10 months prior to that, but I actually gave birth to my first baby girl, May 27th, at 8pm. I remember the excitement of that day as I realized at 6:30 in the morning that I really was in labor. I waited to call Shane home from work until 7:30am. He was out helping a friend build a house. He came home with a bit of haste, running around packing the car. I had to remind him that there was no rush and I had no intention of going to hospital anytime soon. I wanted to wait as long as possible in order to avoid the temptaion of an epidural, since I was bound and determined to have her without drugs. After a movie, some walking with my friend Natalie, a pedicure by my mom and a little rest, I called the midwife and told her I was on my way to the hospital. The contractions were two minutes apart, and I had a thirty minute car ride ahead of me. We endured that nasty ride (not at all recommended!) and finally settled into a delivery room. Upon being "checked" they staff went into speed mode because I was 8 cm and she was very low. But, it was all in vain as she took another five hours, including an hour and a half of pushing before she made her appearance. It was a beautiful experience, and as my good friend Sara calls it, "La-La-Laoborland" is one of my favorite places to be. It really is amazing what our bodies can do, and how they cope. It was truly a "high" you can't replicate and a memory I will cherish forever. <div>
</div><div>Annalee was, and still is a perfect angel. He first-born compliant nature is such a blessing in our semi-large family. Her nurturing spirit is appreciated by all and her selfless, giving heart is seen throughout or days. I stand in awe at her love of Jesus and her passion to know Him more. She loves to lead worship at church, read her Bible at night (she has been reading Philippians since she received her first Bible it last year;) and ask all kinds of questions about faith. Annalee is a socialite like her parents, and can hold her own in a crowd of children or adults. She is quite the talented athlete, balancing the grace of a ballerina and the speed of a sprinter. She loves to work hard and get dirty. But, she can be found playing dress-up and sipping tea an hour later. </div><div>
</div><div>I smile just thinking about my sweet girl, and I pray for her heart often. Thank you God for allowing us to have the privilege of loving, teaching, training and raising this beautiful daughter you gave us.</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-32969509551417070392011-05-16T10:22:00.012-04:002011-05-16T16:35:22.317-04:00Sugar&Spice<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpeldK4_vQc/TdF5d-6XISI/AAAAAAAACIs/chW2xeu9n9k/s1600/_MG_0614.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpeldK4_vQc/TdF5d-6XISI/AAAAAAAACIs/chW2xeu9n9k/s400/_MG_0614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607396567063929122" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; ">Several months back, our pastor taught a marriage series entitled "Sugar&Spice." Our very talented video producer, Bethany Ufema, made a super cute<a href="http://www.visitlifepoint.org/media/sugar-and-spice-archive/"> trailer</a> for it, starring one of my favorite couples, The Beckers. Yes, we make our own videos in house. Yes, she is that good:) All that to say...we decided to host a Sugar&Spice Bonfire. Here is the original invite.. </span></span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Ok, Ladies and Gents... Here is your chance to show off those culinary skills. We are going to have a good old fashioned ice cream social/wing fest/bonfire all wrapped up into one night. Men- your mission if you should choose to accept it is to create the best wing sauce you can come up with. It can be sweet, spicy, zesty or ranchy...your choice. Ladies, you are on ice cream duty. Homemade is the only requirement. If you don't h<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; ">ave an ice cream maker, ask around. I have a couple:) Millers will provide all the paper products, hot dogs for the kiddos, condiments, ice, the fire and the bathroom. Since we don't need, or expect everyone to bring sauce and ice cream, we will need help with a few other things: frozen wings, deep fryers, drinks and sides. Please make sure you RSVP. I know this is not normal for our generation, but it is very necessary as we prepare. Thanks!! Looking forward to a SWEET night. Or HOT. Or, well, however you want to describe it. Please feel free to spread the word, just make sure to RSVP for all guests.</span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "><span class="Apple-style-span">
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</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; ">Even though the rain totally took over, we were determined to party hard! It was a huge success! The night filled my home, my belly and my heart. Shane and I often talk of how blessed we are that God not only gave us a shared passion for relationships, but the capacity to invest in them. Not all husbands would be excited to host such an event. Not all wives would have been up for it either. Not that that makes us great, but rather, just perfect for each other. I love that! I am also blown away at the people God has filled, and I mean, FILLED our life with.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "> I am so passionate about others being blessed by the same people </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; ">know. I just want everyone to know my friends, my church, my family, my God. They make life so rich. And because of them, I am</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "> I </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; ">full:)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">
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</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-71433442143056456352011-04-28T10:07:00.010-04:002011-05-16T16:39:10.781-04:00Our Life<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_ENV74HfvE/TdExrBen-iI/AAAAAAAACFM/n-VF7dKoDrQ/s1600/_MG_9562e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n_ENV74HfvE/TdExrBen-iI/AAAAAAAACFM/n-VF7dKoDrQ/s400/_MG_9562e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607317626253998626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Pictures tell such a story. I was playing with my new camera... squeal...and decided to shoot a couple of images of my morning. It is 7:30am. I am on the front porch finishing my coffee, Bible reading and morning chat with my husband. I hear the children begin to wake upstairs. Here is what I see...</span></span></div>
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLJ6uGzMbS4/TdExquCvMkI/AAAAAAAACE8/T_G4rp7vVLg/s1600/_MG_9567e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLJ6uGzMbS4/TdExquCvMkI/AAAAAAAACE8/T_G4rp7vVLg/s400/_MG_9567e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607317621036757570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLJ6uGzMbS4/TdExquCvMkI/AAAAAAAACE8/T_G4rp7vVLg/s1600/_MG_9567e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLJ6uGzMbS4/TdExquCvMkI/AAAAAAAACE8/T_G4rp7vVLg/s1600/_MG_9567e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}">B</a>rand new day lilies</div><div>
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</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhTz55MenLs/TdEw611gBJI/AAAAAAAACEs/VlGozCqyuIk/s400/_MG_9576e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316798494999698" /><div style="text-align: center;">Water hose on the tramp from the kids water play yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YrWCOkQvqY/TdEw6-lEvaI/AAAAAAAACEk/CTO7HRLEL7s/s1600/_MG_9571e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YrWCOkQvqY/TdEw6-lEvaI/AAAAAAAACEk/CTO7HRLEL7s/s400/_MG_9571e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316800842022306" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Reece's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">whiffle</span> ball in the grass, that really needs weeded/seeded. The clover has taken over! Good for the chickens, bad for the curb appeal. If we had a curb...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6GXKbJApsfc/TdEw6j4OFFI/AAAAAAAACEc/fmEj5xWA4Mk/s1600/_MG_9575e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6GXKbJApsfc/TdEw6j4OFFI/AAAAAAAACEc/fmEj5xWA4Mk/s400/_MG_9575e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316793674568786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Baby lettuce...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yY-yzWQoYs/TdEw6kt__QI/AAAAAAAACEU/dDogtEyEmNk/s1600/_MG_9572e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yY-yzWQoYs/TdEw6kt__QI/AAAAAAAACEU/dDogtEyEmNk/s400/_MG_9572e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316793900137730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Coke? <i>Really?</i> Nobody in family drinks Coke. Except this guy named Shane who buys them from the gas station when I am not looking. But he certainly would not leave it in my garden as evidence of his poor nutritional choices. Speaking of garden, I should really finish filling these boxes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrKn4mNj-IQ/TdEwVAeg9ZI/AAAAAAAACEM/TUMBLYxkLAU/s1600/_MG_9566e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrKn4mNj-IQ/TdEwVAeg9ZI/AAAAAAAACEM/TUMBLYxkLAU/s400/_MG_9566e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316148516353426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Color-by-number worksheet balled up in the landscaping. It just goes to show you what my children think of my schooling methods:)</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey6EYp2xFXE/TdEwUxFuQOI/AAAAAAAACEE/01KoR5-uRJo/s1600/_MG_9569e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey6EYp2xFXE/TdEwUxFuQOI/AAAAAAAACEE/01KoR5-uRJo/s400/_MG_9569e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316144385835234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Tire potato garden...hopefully today I will add another tire and fill with more dirt.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faBbiIDEuCY/TdEwUv1zWVI/AAAAAAAACD8/HOeJUhtvQyQ/s1600/_MG_9568e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faBbiIDEuCY/TdEwUv1zWVI/AAAAAAAACD8/HOeJUhtvQyQ/s400/_MG_9568e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316144050624850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sun dresses left on the line overnight...you know, 'cause the moon is efficient like that!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpbLYGxFETs/TbnRbEaqngI/AAAAAAAACCU/FYDDYCPGz-Q/s1600/_MG_9565e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpbLYGxFETs/TbnRbEaqngI/AAAAAAAACCU/FYDDYCPGz-Q/s400/_MG_9565e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600737874584182274" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Weeds in my azaleas...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmfWJ7smGuo/TbnRJi7IfsI/AAAAAAAACCM/VADeUIAig9A/s1600/_MG_9566e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}">
</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqItnIvDFG0/TbnO1_4gdTI/AAAAAAAACBc/PwcJ_RO5LaE/s1600/_MG_9577e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqItnIvDFG0/TbnO1_4gdTI/AAAAAAAACBc/PwcJ_RO5LaE/s400/_MG_9577e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600735038688752946" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Shane's boots filled with water from the rain last night. Does this mean I can skip the dogs water bowl this morning?</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU7T4qPuNiI/TbnO1oUHelI/AAAAAAAACBU/KOPJ0uJv9vA/s1600/_MG_9550e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU7T4qPuNiI/TbnO1oUHelI/AAAAAAAACBU/KOPJ0uJv9vA/s400/_MG_9550e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600735032362105426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Birthday present from last weekend. We forgot to take it to the party. We still haven't delivered. </div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axbUFKvkbEM/TbnO0WreEsI/AAAAAAAACBM/HRQulecTZNo/s1600/_MG_9549e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axbUFKvkbEM/TbnO0WreEsI/AAAAAAAACBM/HRQulecTZNo/s400/_MG_9549e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600735010448347842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Leftover laundry from last night... See the big tall pile? That is going to the winter closet until next year.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljYhF4XPeM4/TbnOy8vMHJI/AAAAAAAACBE/AB6zMFwv0sY/s1600/_MG_9587e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljYhF4XPeM4/TbnOy8vMHJI/AAAAAAAACBE/AB6zMFwv0sY/s400/_MG_9587e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600734986304756882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My unmade bed...I don't normally make my bed until I am dressed for the day. Yes, that would mean I am still in my pj's. </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Welcome to my world. </div><div>
</div></div></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-20362888693623207482011-04-25T11:04:00.002-04:002011-04-25T11:09:57.283-04:00Happy Easter!<div style="text-align: center;">So, we ran out of time/energy to take a family picture, decorate eggs, or hide and find the easter treats I bought. I have no photos to share of my kiddos covered in chocolate, or how cute they looked in their peach/ brown/ blue coordinating Easter outfits. But, I can show you this!</div><div>
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1845840517118&notif_t=video_tag">http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1845840517118&notif_t=video_tag</a></div><div>
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1845840517118&notif_t=video_tag"></a>This is what we did all weekend. This is what we prayed for for weeks. This was part of a series of four services spread throughout the weekend in which hundreds of hands were raised by those who accepted Christ. This is what Easter is all about. And, my kids didn't suffer one bit. And, don't worry, we are dying the eggs today:)</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-49969855938416181692011-04-25T11:01:00.001-04:002011-04-25T11:04:01.410-04:00It is Here!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1eH1wYUI0U/TbWNUrH0OVI/AAAAAAAACA8/1OqKhUUXkFY/s1600/_MG_9538.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1eH1wYUI0U/TbWNUrH0OVI/AAAAAAAACA8/1OqKhUUXkFY/s400/_MG_9538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599537098017487186" /></a>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-37472621794996827162011-04-20T09:10:00.004-04:002011-04-20T09:50:42.048-04:00Reece is 2!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjWshyF3RYU/Ta7cFefUOAI/AAAAAAAACA0/6Miup7chCYg/s1600/_MG_9355-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjWshyF3RYU/Ta7cFefUOAI/AAAAAAAACA0/6Miup7chCYg/s400/_MG_9355-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653373509974018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Reece Christian Zadok "Zealous Christ-follower Warrior Priest." Although he has a long way to go, he well on his way to living up to his name. Reece turned 2 yesterday!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJZS7SpBTSY/Ta7cFUvbjvI/AAAAAAAACAs/Q9PtWhQKZAE/s1600/_MG_9359-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QJZS7SpBTSY/Ta7cFUvbjvI/AAAAAAAACAs/Q9PtWhQKZAE/s400/_MG_9359-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653370893209330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This little man is the baby of the bunch, the only brother and the quiet strength in our family. He is content to play with his cars, trucks, motorcycles, and baseballs for hours. But, don't come near his toys, or his sippee cup, he will pull them all close yell, "No!" and turn the other way. Although we are working on manners and kindness, who can blame the guy? He does have three older sisters who tend to just take what they want. He has to be on guard. See the warrior part coming out in him?:)</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaSMsvqoYVk/Ta7b8bO0pTI/AAAAAAAACAk/TJNG4qVv65M/s1600/_MG_9363-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaSMsvqoYVk/Ta7b8bO0pTI/AAAAAAAACAk/TJNG4qVv65M/s400/_MG_9363-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653218016666930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I made him a gluten-free cake for his birthday. It was a rare treat and he was a bit apprehensive at first. He has kind of gotten used to the fact that he doesn't eat what we do. </div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6SFx-AkWiQ/Ta7b0utq3EI/AAAAAAAACAc/yMuWUHDx1BU/s1600/_MG_9366-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6SFx-AkWiQ/Ta7b0utq3EI/AAAAAAAACAc/yMuWUHDx1BU/s400/_MG_9366-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653085807369282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The thought that he was laid back and chilled was a bit on target, but most certainly overrated as I learned at 6 months, he was not only dairy intolerant, but gluten intolerant as well. All that bad-for-him food in his body was just making him lethargic! We stopped all dairy and wheat products and he has been a happy camper; energy to spare and a smile to go with it!</div><div>
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keREVyg4xLI/Ta7b0W73SxI/AAAAAAAACAU/Zj6W3kr_7Fo/s1600/_MG_9377-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keREVyg4xLI/Ta7b0W73SxI/AAAAAAAACAU/Zj6W3kr_7Fo/s400/_MG_9377-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653079424453394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Reece loves to drive, race, push and make noises with anything that has wheels. He likes to play catch and will surprise you with his aim. He is a lefty, which makes his Daddy very happy. He wants to wear shoes the entire time he is awake, and would keep his jacket on all day if I let him. He reminds me of a teenage boy the way he walks around with his hands in his pockets, even if he has to squeeze them in to fit. Reece is the best sleeper I have ever had. He goes to sleep without a fit, wakes with a "Momma!" and takes a 2-3 hour nap right on schedule. He eats constantly and is obsessed with all kinds of granola bars. Although his phase of bananas and blueberries is over, he still loves all things healthy. </div></div><div>
</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2d7rJMCZUY/Ta7b0WHpLbI/AAAAAAAACAM/pAEH4mFXUNs/s1600/_MG_9382-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2d7rJMCZUY/Ta7b0WHpLbI/AAAAAAAACAM/pAEH4mFXUNs/s400/_MG_9382-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597653079205424562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He is in no hurry to prove anything. Reece didn't walk until 16 months and he still doesn't say a lot. But, I know he is growing steadily and right on target. I am so excited to hear his mind and look forward to the year ahead. I am so very thankful to have the opportunity and great privilege of training, raising and loving this Man of God. Thank you Reece Man for everyday you bring joy to my heart!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >*2 yr old photoshoot coming soon:)</span></div></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-14911646486368790522011-04-11T09:22:00.003-04:002011-04-11T09:57:33.108-04:00Mornings<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H9lkIsNyASk/TaMBmNCgdwI/AAAAAAAACAE/AHS9bCwgyhY/s1600/_MG_9344a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H9lkIsNyASk/TaMBmNCgdwI/AAAAAAAACAE/AHS9bCwgyhY/s400/_MG_9344a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594316917971121922" /></a>
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn0s95yfF_k/TaMBl4OXKfI/AAAAAAAAB_8/H0rDoOLcYNo/s1600/_MG_9345a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn0s95yfF_k/TaMBl4OXKfI/AAAAAAAAB_8/H0rDoOLcYNo/s400/_MG_9345a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594316912383699442" /></a>
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<div style="text-align: center;">My morning coffee-on-the-porch ritual has spread to my children. This morning I found hot chocolate cups left all over the place. It is a perfectly cloudy damp morning, but our windows have been left open for days now. So the emptied, inviting cups have remained in place, just because I think they are pretty and telling. </div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-56459088706439911492011-04-11T09:01:00.005-04:002011-04-11T09:56:59.567-04:00Sick.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdl9KNIucRE/TaMAMWKiNyI/AAAAAAAAB_s/4s-R86AH8I4/s1600/_MG_9340a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdl9KNIucRE/TaMAMWKiNyI/AAAAAAAAB_s/4s-R86AH8I4/s400/_MG_9340a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594315374232483618" /></a>
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph25gGtl53o/TaL_-IWRcUI/AAAAAAAAB_k/JpyWHla8Bnc/s1600/_MG_9338a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph25gGtl53o/TaL_-IWRcUI/AAAAAAAAB_k/JpyWHla8Bnc/s400/_MG_9338a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594315130005451074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We have been sick. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We have been sleeping, among other unmentionable things, a lot. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We are all well now. Lovely.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-39491502735643309692011-02-24T13:56:00.004-05:002011-02-24T14:33:50.725-05:00Happy Birthday Mama Mia!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxYuiYRx3Nc/TWaqtvNbplI/AAAAAAAAB_c/yZ4rUGF8OJ8/s1600/_MG_8250.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxYuiYRx3Nc/TWaqtvNbplI/AAAAAAAAB_c/yZ4rUGF8OJ8/s400/_MG_8250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577332891288577618" /></a>
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I introduce to you, Mia. I met Mia back in college when she was somewhat of a celebrity on campus. She was part of The Sounds of Liberty which was the all star team as far as singing talent was concerned. We roomed across from each other for a total of three weeks. And, although I remember her, <i>remember the celebrity thing</i>..I doubt she remembers me. She will tell you to your face that she does. That is cause she is nice like that. <div>
</div><div>We met (again...) 6 years later, at Lifepoint Chruch where she serves on the worship team and her husband is on staff. I remember our first day at church she was singing the cover song, <i>Life is a Highway. </i>Mia was singing that song like it was the last song she was gonna sing. Her 9mth pregnant belly was hindering my recollection of who she was. BUT....then she smiled, and I remembered, Mia McNeil!!! I told elbowed Shane and whispered,"That is Mia, from Sounds, back when we were at LU." He didn't seem nearly as excited as I did. After the service I introduced myself and we have been friends ever since. <div>
</div><div>I love Mia because she is so full of life. She is passionate when she is happy, when she is sad, and when she is down right angry! She never lets up. Full of energy she will love you with all she's got and them some. She loves Jesus, her man, her babies and her family and friends. She is real, bold, confident and honest in a way that many people aren't. She has a smile that lights up every room she has ever entered and every stage she ever stepped on. Her singing voice is so clear and powerful, but her heart of worship makes it unbelievably anointed. I begin to cry just writing that statement. I cannot even think of words to describe her talent. In fact, I tried just now and had to give up. You would have to hear it for yourself. Have I mentioned that she is beautiful?She is cool, too. I mean like The Buckle cool. Her style looks like Anthropology, Ikea and The Buckle got into a fight and everyone came out a winner. She is a designer and a lover of children. She was a music teacher pre-children, but I just can't picture that. Mia is a leader, a party planner, a match maker and the biggest social butterfly I have ever met. We cannot have a good conversation in a public place. She gets distracted by everyone else she could be talking to. So we smile, hug say something cute about our outfits and save the important stuff for later. Cause when you are alone with Mia she is loaded with thought provoking, real life questions, thought, opinions and ideas. See, I told you she was full of life. </div><div>
</div><div>I thank God for the friends in my life. I am so thankful to see a little bit of Him in each one. I thank Him today for sending me a friend in Mia! Happy Birthday!</div></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-2948458321204905742011-02-19T07:15:00.003-05:002011-02-19T07:31:42.337-05:00Inaugural Bonfire!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnDE2XzBkro/TV-1XHBeq8I/AAAAAAAAB-E/4ohM7YqboBk/s1600/_MG_6885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnDE2XzBkro/TV-1XHBeq8I/AAAAAAAAB-E/4ohM7YqboBk/s400/_MG_6885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575374272334834626" /></a>
<div style="text-align: center;">We had our first bonfire of the year. With the temps in the 70's all day an evening under the stars was calling our name. I love the atmosphere of a bonfire. The kids are off in wonderland running back and forth across the yard, playing in the tree house, jumping on the tramp and just getting lost in the freedom they have. The men do all the roasting and fire stoking while discussing very manly things on their side of the fire. Inevitably the ladies end up clustered together dancing that fine line of staying warm and dodging the smoke. Time becomes irrelevant and we lose count of how many smores the kids have had. They keep coming back for more and we say yes, because it is fun that way. The crowd dissipates as the kiddos begging to melt. Shelby falls asleep in Shane's lap and Avery gets more hyper by the second. The circle of friends tightens and the men and women merge into one conversation. The moon is bright and the thoughts of an early morning cross my mind. But, I push them away for just one more marshmallow. I relish these evenings. There is something to be said for the freedom we all have just to enjoy. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >*Please forgive the ridiculous poetic overkill in this post. I am feeling a bit sentimental this morning.</span></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-14710324593183079512011-02-18T13:35:00.002-05:002011-02-18T14:20:24.936-05:00It's Coming....!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZM54xdx8XA/TV69AAEy1pI/AAAAAAAAB90/lndGP_1VNGM/s1600/_MG_8961.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZM54xdx8XA/TV69AAEy1pI/AAAAAAAAB90/lndGP_1VNGM/s400/_MG_8961.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575101196449011346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sun bathing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSs2moACZSI/TV68_5rUP7I/AAAAAAAAB9s/DrL2UVKtodM/s1600/_MG_8963.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSs2moACZSI/TV68_5rUP7I/AAAAAAAAB9s/DrL2UVKtodM/s400/_MG_8963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575101194731536306" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Bike riding...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qz3cmVQx4yI/TV68_7q8PLI/AAAAAAAAB9k/GUhpFVj60u4/s1600/_MG_8964.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qz3cmVQx4yI/TV68_7q8PLI/AAAAAAAAB9k/GUhpFVj60u4/s400/_MG_8964.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575101195266833586" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Blackbird invasion...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yIFUitbYnAI/TV68_qU5bhI/AAAAAAAAB9c/32WZ81wbCxo/s1600/_MG_8966.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yIFUitbYnAI/TV68_qU5bhI/AAAAAAAAB9c/32WZ81wbCxo/s400/_MG_8966.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575101190610972178" /></a>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vgbZvvGUdAw/TV68_YIaxdI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ejzGrw1Hop8/s1600/_MG_8968.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vgbZvvGUdAw/TV68_YIaxdI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ejzGrw1Hop8/s400/_MG_8968.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575101185726793170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Just around the corner!!!!</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-90110283599132126882011-01-30T14:11:00.003-05:002011-01-30T14:14:36.734-05:00Remember This?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TUW4YVwsmsI/AAAAAAAAB9I/GCvn_TV1IuY/s1600/Jacqulynyes015e.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TUW4YVwsmsI/AAAAAAAAB9I/GCvn_TV1IuY/s400/Jacqulynyes015e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568059242611251906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Well, it is finally done. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.shulamitessecret.com/">www.shulamitessecret.com</a></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-21540535506231243542011-01-25T11:24:00.007-05:002011-01-25T22:15:46.102-05:00Shabbat Shalom!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Q1EK3XeI/AAAAAAAAB9A/VAL7vOgb3NA/s1600/_MG_7686.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Q1EK3XeI/AAAAAAAAB9A/VAL7vOgb3NA/s400/_MG_7686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326905780002274" /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">We finally started our Sabbath tradition. We have been intending to, talking about, and planning this for months, but it all came together this week. We will continue to have a Sabbath meal every Sat. from now on. We will also work hard to not work hard for the 24 hrs following the Sabbath meal.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">
</div><div style="text-align: center; ">I am so excited to see the provision and protection that follows as we sacrifice this time in honor of the Lord. Shane and I feel strongly that God put laws in place for our provision and protection. Although we are no longer under that law, because of Christ's fulfillment of the law, there are still reasons He instituted those laws in the first place.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In our Christian culture we still hold the other 9 commandments in high regard: Thou shall not steal, though shall not commit adultery, honor your father and mother. But somehow we seem to totally dismiss the command to rest on the Sabbath. We have always made it a priority to worship on the Sabbath, but rest...that is a different story. How could we? We have only two days a week where Shane is home before 9:30 pm. It is not like there is a lot of free time for us to get things done; <i>important</i> things. But, we believe He commanded a rest every 6 days. If He had to rest, shouldn't we? I am looking forward to the blessing that I know will come, I am just not sure how to identify it. I will let you know when I figure it out.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpTFgfyI/AAAAAAAAB84/R8w-ma1CPB4/s1600/_MG_7690.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpTFgfyI/AAAAAAAAB84/R8w-ma1CPB4/s400/_MG_7690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326703625633570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Making Honey Whole Wheat Challah Bread</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpVa_mdI/AAAAAAAAB8w/haJ1jfen3A0/s1600/_MG_7691.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpVa_mdI/AAAAAAAAB8w/haJ1jfen3A0/s400/_MG_7691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326704252623314" /></a>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpMHzecI/AAAAAAAAB8o/gzlaL6jlGeA/s1600/_MG_7693.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QpMHzecI/AAAAAAAAB8o/gzlaL6jlGeA/s400/_MG_7693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326701756217794" /></a>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Qo-vrByI/AAAAAAAAB8g/jRrqrOGYQJo/s1600/_MG_7694.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Qo-vrByI/AAAAAAAAB8g/jRrqrOGYQJo/s400/_MG_7694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326698165339938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Coconut rice with steamed flounder, broccoli and crushed cashews</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QogislYI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/oFQZ2Fymldg/s1600/_MG_7699.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-QogislYI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/oFQZ2Fymldg/s400/_MG_7699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566326690057852290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Shane speaking a blessing over Annalee.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-PwdUp2xI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/kMuddL1AVsA/s1600/_MG_7707.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-PwdUp2xI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/kMuddL1AVsA/s400/_MG_7707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566325727120972562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"> Shane blessing the wine/juice</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Pwa5e-II/AAAAAAAAB8I/h5CW0_d_7jk/s1600/_MG_7704.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-Pwa5e-II/AAAAAAAAB8I/h5CW0_d_7jk/s400/_MG_7704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566325726470142082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Shelby praying the blessing over the wine/juice</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-PwE531VI/AAAAAAAAB8A/5Qfr7poiMSQ/s1600/_MG_7716.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TT-PwE531VI/AAAAAAAAB8A/5Qfr7poiMSQ/s400/_MG_7716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566325720566191442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Rest begins...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-7333541177182930622011-01-20T16:07:00.005-05:002011-01-20T19:52:59.537-05:00Square Foot Gardening<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjVv5_2lDI/AAAAAAAAB74/Ftf3C2naUFI/s1600/_MG_7671.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjVv5_2lDI/AAAAAAAAB74/Ftf3C2naUFI/s400/_MG_7671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564432358615454770" /></a><div style="text-align: center; ">We have begun a new adventure in gardening. My last two gardens have not been</div><div style="text-align: center; ">raving successes, so.... I moving on to fail proof, or so we are hoping. Good thing is, my husband love projects<i> and</i> food, so this is a good one. I can't believe we are starting in Jan, but what can I say? This is the time to build. I have to admit, it is giving me a bit of spring fever.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjVvs9-zZI/AAAAAAAAB7w/11K7AXPXtbs/s1600/_MG_7672.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjVvs9-zZI/AAAAAAAAB7w/11K7AXPXtbs/s400/_MG_7672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564432355117944210" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; ">Got the boots out...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; ">
</span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjTJWw6zEI/AAAAAAAAB7o/gyxPAuxDwug/s1600/_MG_7674.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjTJWw6zEI/AAAAAAAAB7o/gyxPAuxDwug/s400/_MG_7674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564429497299291202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Planks laid out ready to be assembled. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">One box nearly finished, until the accident... That is another story:)</div><div>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjTJCKUrtI/AAAAAAAAB7g/jI045yzhJzs/s1600/_MG_7680.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjTJCKUrtI/AAAAAAAAB7g/jI045yzhJzs/s400/_MG_7680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564429491768700626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Shelby is just sayin' Hi~</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjSBPmpUDI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/4tLib61Nggk/s1600/_MG_7681.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTjSBPmpUDI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/4tLib61Nggk/s400/_MG_7681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564428258426572850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kids hanging out in the tree house. They helped lug boards around all morning, so the break was well deserved.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div></div></div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-17700206885155519262011-01-19T16:02:00.001-05:002011-01-19T16:05:22.056-05:00Sisters and Straws<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTdRtxxhaZI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/3N2eFHAd6fw/s1600/IMAG0455.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTdRtxxhaZI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/3N2eFHAd6fw/s400/IMAG0455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564005711536548242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">So fun to be sisters.</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-54141968982864686122011-01-18T16:23:00.005-05:002011-01-18T20:21:38.208-05:00Failed Dreads<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYX-pQwLGI/AAAAAAAAB7I/MP7kkyEE8wE/s1600/_MG_8170.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYX-pQwLGI/AAAAAAAAB7I/MP7kkyEE8wE/s400/_MG_8170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563660754658274402" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Back in November, or maybe it was October, I decided to put dreads in my hair.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYX-D-U3KI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Htctd4fFgZA/s1600/_MG_8178.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYX-D-U3KI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Htctd4fFgZA/s400/_MG_8178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563660744648875170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I had been wanting them for years, and finally decided it was time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUM-5vVqI/AAAAAAAAB64/UX6PfjOVByY/s1600/_MG_8195.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUM-5vVqI/AAAAAAAAB64/UX6PfjOVByY/s400/_MG_8195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563656602938988194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After many hours of research, I found a method called <i>twist and rip</i>. It is pretty self explanatory. I liked the corkscrew look and their lack of craziness.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUMpMUd9I/AAAAAAAAB6w/R24cvwNOmUY/s1600/_MG_8190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUMpMUd9I/AAAAAAAAB6w/R24cvwNOmUY/s400/_MG_8190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563656597111338962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Apparently, it is not a well known method, and there is reason for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUL9WT31I/AAAAAAAAB6o/S92e7fDAw9I/s1600/_MG_8274.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TTYUL9WT31I/AAAAAAAAB6o/S92e7fDAw9I/s400/_MG_8274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563656585342082898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They fell out. Well, the bottom 1/2 did, and i aided the rest. I loaded them with conditioner, laid under the water and combed them out. It actually worked quite well, with minimal damage. I lost the dreads, but gained the experience and it def killed the dread bug inside of me, for a while at least:) What can I say, I am always willing to try most anything.</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-67192621484102183842010-12-22T09:48:00.003-05:002010-12-22T10:07:19.205-05:00Dinner Party<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TRIQj5EIS8I/AAAAAAAAB6c/M8KsExykRh8/s1600/_MG_1940.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TRIQj5EIS8I/AAAAAAAAB6c/M8KsExykRh8/s400/_MG_1940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553519499300850626" /></a>
I love Christmas time. I love to entertain. I love to entertain at Christmas time. This year we have been to 6 parties, 3 of which we hosted. <div>
</div><div>One was a 1yr old birthday party, designed by my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fashionista</span> friend, Mia. Complete with a handmade hanging branch banner and owl tree ornaments, this little girl's party was magazine worthy. </div><div>
</div><div>The next evening we hosted a party for a group of volunteers at our church. Even though the cookies outnumbered the 60+ guests by about 12 to 1 , we found good use for the leftovers and the night was a success! </div><div>
</div><div>Finally, this Sunday evening we hosted a small dinner party for a few of our pastors and their wives. Elegant simplicity was the theme and although the underdone /had to be cooked a little more pork loin, and the crazy textured chocolate cheesecake were nothing to write home about. I was more than pleased with the evening. I could drink up unhurried, laid-back, honest, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">un</span>-pretentious, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">intimate</span> conversation any day of the week. My cup <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">runneth</span> over.</div><div>
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Dinner Party Menu</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Melted Brie topped with Caramel and Walnuts </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Served with Toasted Orange Cranberry Bread</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Virgin Cosmopolitans</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Roasted Thyme and Garlic Stuffed Pork Loin </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Served with Roasted Pears</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Butternut Squash with Wilted Spinach and Dried Cranberries</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Buttered and Herb Yeast Rolls</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Hot Vanilla topped with Chocolate Cinnamon Whipped Cream</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Chocolate Cheesecake topped with Strawberries</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>
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</div>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33717588.post-21687918630146994272010-12-13T11:57:00.006-05:002010-12-13T12:05:21.556-05:00First Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRlPEdU5I/AAAAAAAAB6U/Dd9IsZ_xncQ/s1600/_MG_1924A.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRlPEdU5I/AAAAAAAAB6U/Dd9IsZ_xncQ/s400/_MG_1924A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550213290922955666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We woke up to this...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRk7jcI_I/AAAAAAAAB6M/c7Lgt0uG-QE/s1600/_MG_1930A.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRk7jcI_I/AAAAAAAAB6M/c7Lgt0uG-QE/s400/_MG_1930A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550213285684192242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And this...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRkqYhO3I/AAAAAAAAB6E/32rNI7Hk74c/s1600/_MG_1906A.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRkqYhO3I/AAAAAAAAB6E/32rNI7Hk74c/s400/_MG_1906A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550213281074985842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The kids went out first thing...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRPcKOFOI/AAAAAAAAB58/LfCit1A7Il4/s1600/_MG_1916A.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRPcKOFOI/AAAAAAAAB58/LfCit1A7Il4/s400/_MG_1916A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550212916479661282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We ate leftover party cake for breakfast...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRPKpO7yI/AAAAAAAAB50/JKnWQCr4-fc/s1600/_MG_1919A.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRPKpO7yI/AAAAAAAAB50/JKnWQCr4-fc/s400/_MG_1919A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550212911777902370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Avery didn't last long...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ii6Nn5p0KZo/TQZRO1Sx_RI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Kq5Tj0ZJsRo/s400/_MG_1932A.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550212906046586130" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><div style="text-align: center;">We made snow creams for snack... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I am off to cuddle up with a book, and a kid or two:)</div></span>Here we go...http://www.blogger.com/profile/15325322704954981329noreply@blogger.com3