<?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-4083081151818386455</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:05:17.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2232497762146342816</id><published>2010-08-20T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:19:20.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lot's of fun in the water. &amp;nbsp;Warm day's &amp;amp; late night's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7t-YU7fTI/AAAAAAAABdM/INpCm1J4o98/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7t-YU7fTI/AAAAAAAABdM/INpCm1J4o98/s400/083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trampoline's mixed with pool's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7uJoMlaTI/AAAAAAAABdU/awuQCU2TsmE/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7uJoMlaTI/AAAAAAAABdU/awuQCU2TsmE/s400/087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;make for great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7uS4PMuoI/AAAAAAAABdc/Zh3Nxxe0KPs/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7uS4PMuoI/AAAAAAAABdc/Zh3Nxxe0KPs/s400/088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Floating in the pool until you're wrinkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vKTRo_xI/AAAAAAAABdk/AB78XABLsHE/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vKTRo_xI/AAAAAAAABdk/AB78XABLsHE/s400/095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Making funny hairdo's &amp;amp; not having a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vf3bAfdI/AAAAAAAABds/I1a6aLoCdpw/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vf3bAfdI/AAAAAAAABds/I1a6aLoCdpw/s400/035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just getting to be a kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vuCcYi3I/AAAAAAAABd0/akDUox7vKJ8/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7vuCcYi3I/AAAAAAAABd0/akDUox7vKJ8/s400/034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;without a care in the world. &amp;nbsp;Ahh...Summer time. &amp;nbsp;Until school start's! &amp;nbsp;Neener Neener!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2232497762146342816?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2232497762146342816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2232497762146342816&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2232497762146342816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2232497762146342816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TG7t-YU7fTI/AAAAAAAABdM/INpCm1J4o98/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5297329855407910463</id><published>2010-07-20T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:29:36.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidental Treasure</title><content type='html'>First &amp;amp; foremost I want to say that my dad has been married to my stepmom for almost 28 years &amp;amp; I am in no way meaning to be disrespectful by posting these picture's. &amp;nbsp;My mom just recently gave me a ton of picture's of her &amp;amp; my dad from way back in the day. &amp;nbsp;I think the coincidence is awesome &amp;amp; treasure this dearly...see what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZLsi1iNpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/NyX7zUUgtos/s1600/7-13-2010+9%3B44%3B47+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZLsi1iNpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/NyX7zUUgtos/s400/7-13-2010+9%3B44%3B47+PM.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZL-QD_SlI/AAAAAAAABaE/lxq80gGnO6w/s1600/7-13-2010+9%3B44%3B44+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZL-QD_SlI/AAAAAAAABaE/lxq80gGnO6w/s400/7-13-2010+9%3B44%3B44+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZMKLRxD0I/AAAAAAAABaM/5LUrgGC-8Mk/s1600/11-16-2009+9%3B51%3B12+AM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZMKLRxD0I/AAAAAAAABaM/5LUrgGC-8Mk/s400/11-16-2009+9%3B51%3B12+AM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Same color dress, the tux &amp;amp; I was about the same age in this picture as my mom was! &amp;nbsp;So very cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5297329855407910463?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5297329855407910463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5297329855407910463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5297329855407910463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5297329855407910463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/07/coincidental-treasure.html' title='Coincidental Treasure'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TEZLsi1iNpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/NyX7zUUgtos/s72-c/7-13-2010+9%3B44%3B47+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7650054837705689782</id><published>2010-07-14T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:41:44.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watermelon Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TD4S1xIXz1I/AAAAAAAABZE/0OTmpq_Y9Vk/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TD4S1xIXz1I/AAAAAAAABZE/0OTmpq_Y9Vk/s400/067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7650054837705689782?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7650054837705689782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7650054837705689782&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7650054837705689782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7650054837705689782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/07/watermelon-wednesday.html' title='Watermelon Wednesday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TD4S1xIXz1I/AAAAAAAABZE/0OTmpq_Y9Vk/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-108888228551603536</id><published>2010-06-25T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:15:58.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hello my bloggy friends! &amp;nbsp;Do you remember back when I posted about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/silly-bandz-112.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Silly Bandz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Well, the next fad has hit &amp;amp; I'm selling them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatchinfo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Meet the Pop Watch! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TCThLvLvz6I/AAAAAAAABWk/xr7iap18TYI/s1600/FUSION+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TCThLvLvz6I/AAAAAAAABWk/xr7iap18TYI/s320/FUSION+copy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have this one &amp;amp; LOVE it! &amp;nbsp;You can read more about them on my website,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatchinfo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are 6 colors &amp;amp; 4 of them glow in the dark. &amp;nbsp;The kid's have gone crazy over them. &amp;nbsp;I'm offering free shipping! &amp;nbsp;They are waterproof &amp;amp; great for the sports enthusiast. &amp;nbsp;It has tourmaline in them that promotes balance, concentration &amp;amp; relaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have already sold 20 of them this morning, so get one NOW! &amp;nbsp;Hop over to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatchinfo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; to read more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-108888228551603536?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/108888228551603536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=108888228551603536&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/108888228551603536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/108888228551603536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/06/pop-watch.html' title='Pop Watch'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TCThLvLvz6I/AAAAAAAABWk/xr7iap18TYI/s72-c/FUSION+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2589993517465744164</id><published>2010-06-09T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:21:57.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TA8jU1BEGtI/AAAAAAAABT0/_u-QVEAalL8/s1600/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B38+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TA8jU1BEGtI/AAAAAAAABT0/_u-QVEAalL8/s400/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B38+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is my brother &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;waaaaay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; back in the day. &amp;nbsp;We were at our place on the lake &amp;amp; he was keeping cool &lt;s&gt;under his parasol&lt;/s&gt; in the shade. &amp;nbsp;Pay close attention to the smirk, the glasses, the daisy dukes &amp;amp; please, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh please&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...don't miss the fact that he &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;rolled his socks down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Coolness fail big brother. &amp;nbsp;Coolness.fail. &amp;nbsp;Ha!! &amp;nbsp;Remember when I told you I would get you back for all of those horrible big brother things you did to me? &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Got ya back!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2589993517465744164?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2589993517465744164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2589993517465744164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2589993517465744164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2589993517465744164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/06/wacky-wednesday.html' title='Wacky Wednesday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/TA8jU1BEGtI/AAAAAAAABT0/_u-QVEAalL8/s72-c/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B38+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4691267633784136748</id><published>2010-05-25T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:54:18.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I brought home an old album from my mom's &amp;amp; thought I would share a few of the picture's with my bloggy friend's! &amp;nbsp;Here I am as a newborn in the bassinet. &amp;nbsp;I still have that gown &amp;amp; afghan in a hope chest. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xEu8BKnVI/AAAAAAAABRs/ksDq66p4kGY/s1600/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B35+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xEu8BKnVI/AAAAAAAABRs/ksDq66p4kGY/s400/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B35+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first Easter. &amp;nbsp;This is my mom, brother &amp;amp; me. &amp;nbsp;My brother was so stinking cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xEfUm1GcI/AAAAAAAABRk/zEFF4AX0vTE/s1600/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B18+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xEfUm1GcI/AAAAAAAABRk/zEFF4AX0vTE/s400/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B18+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First birthday! &amp;nbsp;I am loving the curtain's &amp;amp; that ancient baby walker in the bottom right of the picture! &amp;nbsp;I am most certain that it would not meet safety criteria in today's world, ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xE67k52zI/AAAAAAAABR0/nVVWCliI8f0/s1600/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B28+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xE67k52zI/AAAAAAAABR0/nVVWCliI8f0/s400/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B28+PM.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And last, but not least...my very first batch of cookies. &amp;nbsp;My godmother made them with me &amp;amp; when she said to put in the egg's...I put them in shell &amp;amp; all, ha! &amp;nbsp;Check out that wallpaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xFFz5pJaI/AAAAAAAABR8/YGqEzytBSCs/s1600/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B31+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xFFz5pJaI/AAAAAAAABR8/YGqEzytBSCs/s400/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B31+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't trade anything for these picture's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4691267633784136748?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4691267633784136748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4691267633784136748&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4691267633784136748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4691267633784136748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/05/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the past...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S_xEu8BKnVI/AAAAAAAABRs/ksDq66p4kGY/s72-c/5-25-2010+2%3B13%3B35+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1709275397303159675</id><published>2010-05-07T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:49:07.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Proud Moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was pacing the floors on the phone yesterday afternoon. &amp;nbsp;I was also making a study guide for Jordan's History test &amp;amp; Logan was in the living room drawing &amp;amp; being good. &amp;nbsp;Logan has been having a hard time understanding how I could get on a plane &amp;amp; leave him to visit with &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He wants to go! &amp;nbsp;Him &amp;amp; Jordan will be staying at my mom's that week &amp;amp; although he loves it there, he.wants.to.go. &amp;nbsp;So, he walks up &amp;amp; rubs my back &amp;amp; tell's me that he has written me a poem. &amp;nbsp;I quickly imagined yet another bad "Roses are red, violet's are blue. &amp;nbsp;I really think the dog needs to poo" poem. &amp;nbsp;Much to my surprise, I received this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;omost summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;in may on the last day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it will be summer then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and then 3rd grade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but don't be sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;itleast your not mad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;i will be at mudder's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and you will be at Janete's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and i hope you have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and I will be in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and swimming in the pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for a mom that is going to Ohio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I think your pretty cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;P.s. &amp;nbsp;I love you bunch's and bunch's!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;your's truly, Logan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Be still my heart! &amp;nbsp;I love that kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/158/826CE065A90F90210FE0096157330ECE.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1709275397303159675?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1709275397303159675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1709275397303159675&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1709275397303159675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1709275397303159675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/05/proud-moment.html' title='A Proud Moment...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3500472335770451095</id><published>2010-05-05T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:00:00.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer 2008...they have changed so much since then! &amp;nbsp;I'm looking forward to the school year being over! &amp;nbsp;Remind me I said that this time next month, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S-D4-sOpM1I/AAAAAAAABNw/mxMOEY8m3cc/s1600/2008_0718ShanasFuji0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S-D4-sOpM1I/AAAAAAAABNw/mxMOEY8m3cc/s400/2008_0718ShanasFuji0054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;My nephew, Gage, is 7 years old. &amp;nbsp;He is smart, funny &amp;amp; rambunctious. &amp;nbsp;He is full of energy, full of life &amp;amp; an absolute joy to me. &amp;nbsp;The Summer of 2008, Gage started going blind. &amp;nbsp;In February of 2009 he flew to Boston to see a specialist &amp;amp; we learned that he was 98% blind. &amp;nbsp;He only has 2% of his sight &amp;amp; can sometime's see shadow's. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves all sports. &amp;nbsp;Football is his favorite, but he was on the soccer team when his sight started to diminish. &amp;nbsp;In the Spring of 2009, our community built a baseball field for handicapped children called &lt;a href="http://www.miracleleague.com/"&gt;The Miracle League.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;The field is made of the soft rubber that is under the indoor play places. &amp;nbsp;We got Gage signed up &amp;amp; he was ecstatic! &amp;nbsp;The kid's get to be a part of a team &amp;amp; experience playing baseball. &amp;nbsp;Without this field &amp;amp; all of the volunteer's, these kid's would never have this kind of opportunity. &amp;nbsp;His teammate's range from having Down's Syndrome to Spina bifida. &amp;nbsp;Everyone gets to play no matter their age! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Each child has a designated helper that stays with them throughout the entire game. &amp;nbsp;Gage has two designated helper's &amp;amp; they are the same girl's he had last year. &amp;nbsp;The helper's are called, Angel's in the Outfield. &amp;nbsp;They most definitely are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QFzKGFsUI/AAAAAAAABJE/xHwGdEgKBDU/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QFzKGFsUI/AAAAAAAABJE/xHwGdEgKBDU/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gage flirts with his helper's! &amp;nbsp;He is such a ham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QGHQQecVI/AAAAAAAABJM/klgATLIVqw0/s1600/108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QGHQQecVI/AAAAAAAABJM/klgATLIVqw0/s400/108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ball is pitched to him &amp;amp; he is told when to swing. &amp;nbsp;He gets so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QH36Qa8dI/AAAAAAAABJU/Riox_SInlYk/s1600/116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QH36Qa8dI/AAAAAAAABJU/Riox_SInlYk/s400/116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He almost alway's hits the ball. &amp;nbsp;When it's Gage's turn to bat, they use a special ball. &amp;nbsp;It's a little bigger than a softball &amp;amp; it beeps really loudly. &amp;nbsp;He hears the ball getting closer &amp;amp; closer &amp;amp; knows when to swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QISPOW2-I/AAAAAAAABJc/RTaRjkLdEOY/s1600/120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QISPOW2-I/AAAAAAAABJc/RTaRjkLdEOY/s400/120.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If he misses the ball after several pitches, he gets to use a tee. &amp;nbsp;His helper shows him where he needs to stand &amp;amp; lets him feel where the ball is. &amp;nbsp;The ball that he gets to use will not stay on the tee! &amp;nbsp;So, we went back to a pitch &amp;amp; he hit it all the way to the fence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QIrjFGZFI/AAAAAAAABJk/MZWcioeZodQ/s1600/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QIrjFGZFI/AAAAAAAABJk/MZWcioeZodQ/s400/122.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His helper's each grab an arm &amp;amp; run with him so he knows where to run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QJqdZJaRI/AAAAAAAABJs/vmHpHr0i53Y/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QJqdZJaRI/AAAAAAAABJs/vmHpHr0i53Y/s400/126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QKVDMa-VI/AAAAAAAABJ0/NvUTETop3ZI/s1600/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QKVDMa-VI/AAAAAAAABJ0/NvUTETop3ZI/s400/125.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He has such a wonderful time. &amp;nbsp;He is always so happy while we are there. &amp;nbsp;Last year we didn't have the beeping ball &amp;amp; that thing has been a big help! &amp;nbsp;He is able to find the ball in the outfield now as well! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QL1qVrkNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LgzeOET21xM/s1600/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QL1qVrkNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/LgzeOET21xM/s400/093.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't keep score &amp;amp; they keep all of the kid's busy while they are taking their turn in the outfield. &amp;nbsp;There are so many ball's flying around you never know which way to look, ha! &amp;nbsp;It's keeps them from getting antsy &amp;amp; bored. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gage has had so many opportunities &amp;amp; continues to be blessed. &amp;nbsp;He lives with my dad &amp;amp; step-mom. &amp;nbsp;He attends a special school for the Deaf &amp;amp; Blind. &amp;nbsp;When he flew to Boston, he got special treatment from the flight attendant's &amp;amp; the pilot. &amp;nbsp;He got to sit in the cockpit! &amp;nbsp;He has also hung out in Tony Stewart's trailer, with Tony!! &amp;nbsp;He has many extra curricular activities. &amp;nbsp;He gets to go water skiing &amp;amp; has even done some archery. &amp;nbsp;In the next few weeks he will be traveling to many states with his track team. &amp;nbsp;He loves to run! &amp;nbsp;The boy never sits still &amp;amp; that can be a problem sometime's! &amp;nbsp;He gets a lot of bumps &amp;amp; bruises, but he never gives up. &amp;nbsp;Gage is such an inspiration to me. &amp;nbsp;I love the way he smiles when he hears my voice &amp;amp; screams, "Aunt Shana!!" &amp;nbsp;He has a sensational love for the Lord &amp;amp; invites everyone he meets to go to church with him. &amp;nbsp;His attitude &amp;amp; personality is contagious. &amp;nbsp;I pray that some day he will be healed &amp;amp; we can show him the picture's from all the thing's that he has done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Walk by faith, not by sight."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5508682163623523493?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5508682163623523493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5508682163623523493&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5508682163623523493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5508682163623523493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/04/gage.html' title='Gage'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S8QFzKGFsUI/AAAAAAAABJE/xHwGdEgKBDU/s72-c/107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1502171014103622837</id><published>2010-04-08T23:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:13:43.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Easter weekend started off with my birthday. &amp;nbsp;I had cake at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76b0IlwttI/AAAAAAAABHU/TzvVDqHeV8k/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76b0IlwttI/AAAAAAAABHU/TzvVDqHeV8k/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cupcakes at my mom's (Logan had already swiped one, ha!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76aDmgiwXI/AAAAAAAABHM/WsPmN9JYarU/s1600/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76aDmgiwXI/AAAAAAAABHM/WsPmN9JYarU/s320/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And cake again on Sunday at my dad's! &amp;nbsp;Yes, that's a question mark. &amp;nbsp;They think they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76cq1zSveI/AAAAAAAABHc/TcuTtUqq4nM/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76cq1zSveI/AAAAAAAABHc/TcuTtUqq4nM/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Saturday night, Jordan &amp;amp; Logan dyed eggs. &amp;nbsp;Brady had gone to his mom's house for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76dcUWxNmI/AAAAAAAABHk/ENnDL31ZA9k/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76dcUWxNmI/AAAAAAAABHk/ENnDL31ZA9k/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It started out well &amp;amp; everything went smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76faZrYLRI/AAAAAAAABH0/bRp3ME58YcU/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76faZrYLRI/AAAAAAAABH0/bRp3ME58YcU/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I even made a few!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76eH6NxlmI/AAAAAAAABHs/RbOCB_rI2dg/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76eH6NxlmI/AAAAAAAABHs/RbOCB_rI2dg/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We were definitely feeling the love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76lvXK6SwI/AAAAAAAABH8/Xh0k8_180Nk/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76lvXK6SwI/AAAAAAAABH8/Xh0k8_180Nk/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But Logan is, well Logan, ha! &amp;nbsp;And he made a very special egg. &amp;nbsp;See...Yep, that says "Eat Me!" &amp;nbsp;I was so proud. *eye's rolling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76mKnXmuiI/AAAAAAAABIE/z0Lr8biVE1U/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76mKnXmuiI/AAAAAAAABIE/z0Lr8biVE1U/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On Sunday, we went to my dad's for an early dinner. &amp;nbsp;Both of my brother's were there. &amp;nbsp;Shannon on the left &amp;amp; my step brother, Kris on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76oL6qLvEI/AAAAAAAABIM/VE_86bjZiPM/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76oL6qLvEI/AAAAAAAABIM/VE_86bjZiPM/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I only have one other picture like this &amp;amp; they both mean the world to me. &amp;nbsp;The last one was taken on Father's day. &amp;nbsp;I am still thanking God for Shannon's life. &amp;nbsp;I can't imagine life without him &amp;amp; I almost lost him. &amp;nbsp;I am so very thankful that he's still here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76paJDb2wI/AAAAAAAABIU/zlydUX2yb3A/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76paJDb2wI/AAAAAAAABIU/zlydUX2yb3A/s400/097.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Better late than never, ha! &amp;nbsp;I have finally gotten around to changing my background. &amp;nbsp;I have also been doing some blog hopping! &amp;nbsp;Oh how I missed my bloggy friends! &amp;nbsp;It looks like you all had a wonderful Easter. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1502171014103622837?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1502171014103622837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1502171014103622837&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1502171014103622837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1502171014103622837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S76b0IlwttI/AAAAAAAABHU/TzvVDqHeV8k/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4401244680070208093</id><published>2010-04-07T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:02:11.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S70AnVhe1nI/AAAAAAAABGk/d_2z_lJGwDA/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S70AnVhe1nI/AAAAAAAABGk/d_2z_lJGwDA/s400/052.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4401244680070208093?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4401244680070208093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4401244680070208093&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4401244680070208093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4401244680070208093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/04/wacky-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wacky Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S70AnVhe1nI/AAAAAAAABGk/d_2z_lJGwDA/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1458230418061421001</id><published>2010-04-05T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:10:00.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My B'day &amp; An Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My own personal Easter bunny...he thinks the ears made him look fat, but I kept telling him how cute he was, ha! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lj85MMmKI/AAAAAAAABFE/btLxEsoaQNI/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lj85MMmKI/AAAAAAAABFE/btLxEsoaQNI/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I told you all back on Logan's birthday that it was kind of a tradition that I make the boy's a sign on their birthday. &amp;nbsp;Well, Logan made sure I had one on Friday! &amp;nbsp;Thanks Logan!! &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful for my kids. &amp;nbsp;Simple homemade goodies are better than the most expensive present I could ever receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lkPNyXc_I/AAAAAAAABFM/w-Ecm-aBp1Q/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lkPNyXc_I/AAAAAAAABFM/w-Ecm-aBp1Q/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes&lt;/i&gt;, Friday was my birthday. &amp;nbsp;It was also Good Friday &amp;amp; Logan's Easter egg hunt at school. &amp;nbsp;I got there &amp;amp; he was in a mad dash &amp;amp; never saw me!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lmY0IaqfI/AAAAAAAABFc/vP3mxMqL-uk/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lmY0IaqfI/AAAAAAAABFc/vP3mxMqL-uk/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The look he gives me when I show up at school just melts my heart. &amp;nbsp;Even when he knows that I am coming, he always looks so surprised &amp;amp; proud that I'm there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lm6ldReNI/AAAAAAAABFk/441sj3QMskc/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lm6ldReNI/AAAAAAAABFk/441sj3QMskc/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He needs a haircut so badly! &amp;nbsp;He loves letting it grow long like his big brother's though. &amp;nbsp;I took the opportunity for a few great picture's. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to see what my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;bff&lt;/a&gt; does to them, ha! &amp;nbsp;I know her editing brain is already working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lnYxJ1KEI/AAAAAAAABFs/bwdqUyke99o/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lnYxJ1KEI/AAAAAAAABFs/bwdqUyke99o/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lobtlkEMI/AAAAAAAABF0/YnDjEC8KBfY/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is a tree in the front of Logan's school. &amp;nbsp;It was absolutely beautiful &amp;amp; that is where the kid's ate their lunches. &amp;nbsp;Every time the wind blew, it looked like it was snowing &amp;amp; the kid's would run around &amp;amp; squeal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lobtlkEMI/AAAAAAAABF0/YnDjEC8KBfY/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lobtlkEMI/AAAAAAAABF0/YnDjEC8KBfY/s320/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Logan &amp;amp; a few of his friend's ran up &amp;amp; sang "Happy Birthday!" &amp;nbsp;They were so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lo5rWlVaI/AAAAAAAABF8/FeVPbEXLrek/s1600/084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lo5rWlVaI/AAAAAAAABF8/FeVPbEXLrek/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My little monkey! &amp;nbsp;I think he may have some modeling potential or possibly be a photographer in the making. &amp;nbsp;I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; just take way to many picture's. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't rightfully say, ha! &amp;nbsp;He actually came up with this picture idea by his self. &amp;nbsp;He is always posing &amp;amp; telling me to take a picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lpiV_UTCI/AAAAAAAABGE/BK4kkeTmivs/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lpiV_UTCI/AAAAAAAABGE/BK4kkeTmivs/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He was having such a good time, that he wouldn't let me check him out! &amp;nbsp;I was so sad going back to the car alone! &amp;nbsp;I couldn't believe he didn't want to leave with me, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lp3jHUE6I/AAAAAAAABGM/aQrGGED21UQ/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lp3jHUE6I/AAAAAAAABGM/aQrGGED21UQ/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was an awesome day &amp;amp; it was so beautiful. &amp;nbsp;I am still slacking on my blog relationship's. &amp;nbsp;I promise I'm going to do better! &amp;nbsp;I also promise to change my background! &amp;nbsp;I have so many picture's to share &amp;amp; time just keeps passing, so I had to get these on here. &amp;nbsp;I hope you all had a wonderful Easter. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to see all of your Easter post's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1458230418061421001?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1458230418061421001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1458230418061421001&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1458230418061421001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1458230418061421001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-bday-egg-hunt.html' title='My B&apos;day &amp; An Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S7lj85MMmKI/AAAAAAAABFE/btLxEsoaQNI/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7116435566099939887</id><published>2010-03-30T23:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:37:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking, Slacker, Slackarooney!</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt; slacking. &amp;nbsp;I still have up a Valentine's theme. &amp;nbsp;I haven't been blogging, nor have I been blog hopping. &amp;nbsp;It's terrible...I know. &amp;nbsp;I apologize! &amp;nbsp;Things got crazy around here &amp;amp; one thing led to another. &amp;nbsp;Time has passed &amp;amp; the ol' blog has suffered. &amp;nbsp;I have &lt;b&gt;plenty&lt;/b&gt; to blog about &amp;amp; I need to sit down &amp;amp; just make a day of it. &amp;nbsp;I need to take a day catching up on all of your blogs &amp;amp; a day composing/scheduling posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a Lisa Leonard giveaway &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;still have not ordered.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I promised to blog about another giveaway I won &amp;amp; have yet to do that either. &amp;nbsp;I guess I kind of got in a funk. &amp;nbsp;In the middle of just letting everything go...I almost lost my brother. &amp;nbsp;It was by the grace of God that he is still with us. &amp;nbsp;During that, I spent over a week away from home. &amp;nbsp;Things have just gotten away from me &amp;amp; I wanted to apologize for dropping the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; proud of my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;best friend Jeanette.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;She started her college classes this week &amp;amp; I am absolutely just giddy for her. &amp;nbsp;Her grandfather is very sick &amp;amp; she has basically been living at the hospital, taking care of a 3 &amp;amp; 2 year old on no sleep &amp;amp; still managed to start her classes. &amp;nbsp;I admire her...I love her...I wanted to acknowledge just how proud I am of her &amp;amp; for her. &amp;nbsp;She is truly a strong woman &amp;amp; an awesome mom &amp;amp; grand daughter. &amp;nbsp;She's also a pretty kick butt friend =0) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still planning on flying up to see her in June! &amp;nbsp;For a week!! &amp;nbsp;I am so excited &amp;amp; looking forward to our time together. &amp;nbsp;I haven't done anything for myself in so long that I can't even name things that I enjoy or would like to do or have. &amp;nbsp;This is the first thing that I have really gotten excited about &amp;amp; wanted to do in over 13 years. &amp;nbsp;We have talked about meals we are going to cook &amp;amp; the tea parties we are going to have with her girls! &amp;nbsp;We are basically going to bum around her house &amp;amp; just enjoy visiting with each other. &amp;nbsp;That sounds absolutely awesome to me!! &amp;nbsp;Rick really doesn't want me to go though, so that is making it &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; hard to be as excited as I would like to be. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying not to let it get me down though. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...that is about all that has been going on here. &amp;nbsp;Other than the 100 blog topics that I have just waiting to be typed out, ha! &amp;nbsp;I am such a slacker! &amp;nbsp;Huge bloggy fail! &amp;nbsp;Hopefully I'll get back on track &amp;amp; soon! &amp;nbsp;Please don't give up on me, my dear bloggy friends! &amp;nbsp;I miss you all! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7116435566099939887?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7116435566099939887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7116435566099939887&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7116435566099939887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7116435566099939887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/03/slacking-slacker-slackarooney.html' title='Slacking, Slacker, Slackarooney!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_VdaySiggie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5031762171890221205</id><published>2010-03-18T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:39:49.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly the Owl</title><content type='html'>I am totally engrossed with &lt;a href="http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Owl_Nest_Box_Cam.html"&gt;this owl&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Thanks to my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bff, Jeanette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I have spent hours watching &lt;a href="http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Owl_Nest_Box_Cam.html"&gt;Molly the owl&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It has become very clear that I am either &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; into wildlife, or I have no life. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking I'm just &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; into animals. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What?&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;*grins* &amp;nbsp;This is so neat &amp;amp; I have emailed it to Logan's teacher as well as showed it to the boy's. &amp;nbsp;I cannot wait for the eggs to hatch! &amp;nbsp;Molly has been really restless today, so I'm hoping we see some action soon. She has a beau named McGee. &amp;nbsp;I haven't seen McGee yet, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tells me he is really pretty &amp;amp; he brings Molly food. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; also informed me that Molly &amp;amp; McGee will mate for life. &amp;nbsp;She is pretty much the smartest person I know =0) &amp;nbsp;She was a wealth of information today, on top of getting me addicted to this live feed. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for that by the way...&lt;i&gt;sigh.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I hope my bloggy friend's enjoy Molly as much as I have! &amp;nbsp;It truly is amazing to watch. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sportsmansparadiseonline.com/Live_Owl_Nest_Box_Cam.html"&gt;Here is the full link.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You can also check out Jeanette's post on Molly &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/molly-owl.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="586" id="utv13446" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="autoplay=false&amp;amp;brand=embed&amp;amp;cid=3034451"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/mediastream/3034451"/&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="autoplay=false&amp;amp;brand=embed&amp;amp;cid=3034451" width="480" height="586" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="utv13446" name="utv_n_995082" src="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/mediastream/3034451" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ustream.tv/" style="background: #ffffff; color: black; display: block; font-size: 10px; font-weight: normal; padding: 2px 0px 4px; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline; width: 400px;" target="_blank"&gt;Video streaming by Ustream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5031762171890221205?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5031762171890221205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5031762171890221205&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5031762171890221205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5031762171890221205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/03/molly-owl.html' title='Molly the Owl'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_VdaySiggie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7382362375306165090</id><published>2010-03-03T21:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:18:58.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; just gave me a swift kick in the blog comment's &amp;amp; told me I needed to blog something. &amp;nbsp;I'm not lacking in material &amp;amp; I have pics that I need to blog. &amp;nbsp;I'm just not feeling it. &amp;nbsp;I really need to change my background too. &amp;nbsp;I need to get back on track! &amp;nbsp;For now, here is what is on my mind. &amp;nbsp;I want to figure out this whole photo editing thing! &amp;nbsp;I have some really good picture's that I want to share, but I want to add a little pizazz to them &amp;amp; I'm intimidated. &amp;nbsp;For example...I took this picture back on Logan's birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47w7DXsRVI/AAAAAAAABAE/zne6F8sfz-E/s1600-h/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47w7DXsRVI/AAAAAAAABAE/zne6F8sfz-E/s320/220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt; the picture, but I wanted to get rid of his red eye. &amp;nbsp;The picture looked dull as well. &amp;nbsp;I will put myself out there &amp;amp; just admit that I couldn't fix the red eye. &amp;nbsp;I have several different editing programs, including PhotoShop &amp;amp; I just couldn't get anything to work. &amp;nbsp;Here is the end result of what I figured out though. &amp;nbsp;This is the version I blogged. &amp;nbsp;I was happy with the color of his shirt that I brightened &amp;amp; I &lt;i&gt;technically&lt;/i&gt; removed the red eye. &amp;nbsp;You all would seriously gasp if you knew what I did though, ha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47xLvfLnbI/AAAAAAAABAM/_jjeutIyg3s/s1600-h/220+duplicate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47xLvfLnbI/AAAAAAAABAM/_jjeutIyg3s/s320/220+duplicate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then, the other night I was talking to the above mentioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bff, Jeanette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, &amp;amp; I was sending pics back &amp;amp; forth with her. &amp;nbsp;She does &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; to the same picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S477taMIpGI/AAAAAAAABAU/_W9Lqs2szec/s1600-h/Logan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S477taMIpGI/AAAAAAAABAU/_W9Lqs2szec/s320/Logan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now, I have total edit envy! &amp;nbsp;This is a real problem people...don't laugh at me! &amp;nbsp;For another example, here is a professional picture that I had taken of Jordan when he was 9 month's old. &amp;nbsp;You would think that since a professional took this pic, there wouldn't be much improvement that could be done. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ahem&lt;/i&gt;...well, she proved that theory wrong! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeanette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; edited the second one, as if you couldn't tell! &amp;nbsp;I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the color of the water &amp;amp; the pink accent on the clouds. &amp;nbsp;It is just awesome! &amp;nbsp;The color of the towel &amp;amp; his tanned little belly even look's better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S479Yf3duvI/AAAAAAAABAc/dd1qwc-bQxs/s1600/TJ+9-14-97+9mos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S479Yf3duvI/AAAAAAAABAc/dd1qwc-bQxs/s320/TJ+9-14-97+9mos.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S479cqS_bEI/AAAAAAAABAk/DqlRYC7ZAyo/s1600-h/beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S479cqS_bEI/AAAAAAAABAk/DqlRYC7ZAyo/s320/beach.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here is the only other picture that I have attempted to edit. It is a friend of mine's daughter. &amp;nbsp;I was quite proud of it...I just wish I could edit my own children's photo's, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47-AAi8_1I/AAAAAAAABAs/HvY6iXpYmi4/s1600-h/Sara%27s+here.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47-AAi8_1I/AAAAAAAABAs/HvY6iXpYmi4/s320/Sara%27s+here.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47-FRNnqtI/AAAAAAAABA0/keFPsh3UFHA/s1600-h/Sara%27s+here+edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47-FRNnqtI/AAAAAAAABA0/keFPsh3UFHA/s320/Sara%27s+here+edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How about you? &amp;nbsp;Do you have edit envy? &amp;nbsp;Are you learning how to edit photo's &amp;amp; if so, what has been your biggest challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7382362375306165090?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7382362375306165090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7382362375306165090&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7382362375306165090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7382362375306165090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/03/edit-envy.html' title='Edit Envy'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S47w7DXsRVI/AAAAAAAABAE/zne6F8sfz-E/s72-c/220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-562910023573831258</id><published>2010-02-19T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:30:03.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, it has been a rocky road &amp;amp; there were a few times when I thought this ol' blog of mine &amp;amp; I might go down in a burnin' ring of boredom...but, we made it! &amp;nbsp;I neglected you bloggy. &amp;nbsp;Then I pushed you to the max. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for not giving up on me. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting a little misty, *sniff*sniff*. &amp;nbsp;Hehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am renewing my blog vows today &amp;amp; have all of my bloggy friends as witnesses. &amp;nbsp;I vow to keep you pretty &amp;amp; give you more attention. &amp;nbsp;I will appreciate you more &amp;amp; try to be funnier. &amp;nbsp;As Blogger as my witness, I'll even shave my legs for you in the Winter. &amp;nbsp;Haha...nah, who are we kidding? &amp;nbsp;That isn't gonna happen! &amp;nbsp;For better or for worse sweet blog. &amp;nbsp;Marriage is all about sacrifice &amp;amp; compromise, right? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't believe it has been a year. &amp;nbsp;I also can't believe that all of my bloggy friends cared enough to read my rambling's for that long. &amp;nbsp;So for that, I share this anniversary with all of you! &amp;nbsp;Does that make us all apart of some kind of weird love triangle? &amp;nbsp;It's ok, just call me Blogger Woods =0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Kidding...kidding! &amp;nbsp;And with that dear blog of mine, all I have left to say is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You shouldn't have!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S37wh_gm8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/tRfDdUQycCk/s1600-h/lieberfarb-anniversary-ring-pt583-dl2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S37wh_gm8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/tRfDdUQycCk/s320/lieberfarb-anniversary-ring-pt583-dl2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-562910023573831258?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/562910023573831258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=562910023573831258&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/562910023573831258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/562910023573831258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloversary.html' title='Bloversary'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S37wh_gm8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9w/tRfDdUQycCk/s72-c/lieberfarb-anniversary-ring-pt583-dl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4285894988069275229</id><published>2010-02-16T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:00:02.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When we moved into our house 3 years ago, I left our kitchen table in the basement. &amp;nbsp;The main reason was I had nowhere to put it. &amp;nbsp;It would have been unbelievably awkward in my kitchen. &amp;nbsp;I needed a round table &amp;amp; I had this to work with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kSkHV3xoI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Ll_7gCeTAy8/s1600-h/old+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kSkHV3xoI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Ll_7gCeTAy8/s400/old+table.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It would have been terrible just sitting in the middle of a room. &amp;nbsp;The other reason was that when Rick was home from the station, he ate in the living room instead of at the table. &amp;nbsp;So I left the table in the basement &amp;amp; we all ate in the living room! &amp;nbsp;At least we were all in the same room. &amp;nbsp;The only time I missed the table was when we were working on school projects or in the morning's. &amp;nbsp;The boy's would stand at the kitchen counter &amp;amp; eat their breakfast instead of in the living room. &amp;nbsp;Well, not anymore!! &amp;nbsp;I am proud to introduce the newest addition to our household!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kRL6MPUrI/AAAAAAAAA84/boJL-WBuqmU/s1600-h/dr_rm_onyx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kRL6MPUrI/AAAAAAAAA84/boJL-WBuqmU/s400/dr_rm_onyx.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It has already been put to good use. &amp;nbsp;Jordan sits at the table to do his homework now. &amp;nbsp;Which I love because he has proper lighting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPIk7sx-I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Bnn9gX6r99Y/s1600-h/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPIk7sx-I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Bnn9gX6r99Y/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It matches my kitchen perfectly. &amp;nbsp;I wanted a round wooden table to match my cabinet's or a glass top one. &amp;nbsp;Then I got to thinking about a high top, pub style table. &amp;nbsp;It gives the illusion of more room &amp;amp; the glass top really adds to that aspect. &amp;nbsp;We were so use to having a large open space in the kitchen so this helped out a lot. &amp;nbsp;All of our appliances are stainless steel &amp;amp; black, so it looks awesome! &amp;nbsp;I love the odd triangle shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kN-nyM-2I/AAAAAAAAA8I/Xm2xSRxmKxM/s1600-h/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kN-nyM-2I/AAAAAAAAA8I/Xm2xSRxmKxM/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We have been doing game night with the boy's. &amp;nbsp;I'm very embarrassed to say that we have never done this. &amp;nbsp;After the first night of eating dinner together &amp;amp; then playing several games, Rick said, "I can't remember the last time we sat down without TV &amp;amp; did something as a family." &amp;nbsp;We have been together for 5 years &amp;amp; I informed him that we had never done that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPViqkKBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/LsaYUrAbu6w/s1600-h/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPViqkKBI/AAAAAAAAA8g/LsaYUrAbu6w/s400/041.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kOMjhnnqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/q4pv2c1klMc/s1600-h/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kOMjhnnqI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/q4pv2c1klMc/s400/029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We played Uno &amp;amp; Domino's the first night. &amp;nbsp;The next few night's we played Phase 10. &amp;nbsp;It has really been fun &amp;amp; it has been good for our family&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPjSqihGI/AAAAAAAAA8o/pajnwl4-wNI/s1600-h/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kPjSqihGI/AAAAAAAAA8o/pajnwl4-wNI/s400/043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Seeing the boy's in the morning eating breakfast at the table has been so nice. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe we went this long without a table. &amp;nbsp;It has brought us all together &amp;amp; has inspired the boy's to spend more time together. &amp;nbsp;Friday after playing in the snow, they would have normally went in different directions to watch tv or play video games. &amp;nbsp;Instead they sat at the table &amp;amp; played games &amp;amp; drank hot chocolate. &amp;nbsp;Over the weekend, they played games that they hadn't played in years. &amp;nbsp;It has been a nice change. &amp;nbsp;Jordan said the other night, "Who knew something as simple as a table would change our family." &amp;nbsp;Smart kid...who knew? &amp;nbsp;The kitchen table is the heart of our home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kQlD8JFBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/eerbYNmgZRY/s1600-h/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kQlD8JFBI/AAAAAAAAA8w/eerbYNmgZRY/s400/048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Logan has really enjoyed playing games. &amp;nbsp;He has brought up having a game night for the past year &amp;amp; it kept getting put off. &amp;nbsp;He tied with Rick in Phase10 the other night! &amp;nbsp;They have to play the 10th phase to see who the winner is! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quality time is being spent &amp;amp; memories are being made...who knew? &amp;nbsp;All because of a kitchen table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4285894988069275229?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4285894988069275229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4285894988069275229&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4285894988069275229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4285894988069275229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew?'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S3kSkHV3xoI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Ll_7gCeTAy8/s72-c/old+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3411613596365844262</id><published>2010-02-15T00:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:44:04.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, Oh Me!</title><content type='html'>It's a known fact that women worry more than men. &amp;nbsp;We lie awake at night as a million thing's run through our head's. &amp;nbsp;Our husband's can lay down &amp;amp; within 3 minute's they are snoring. &amp;nbsp;Our mind's never stop. &amp;nbsp;Our job as Mom never ends. &amp;nbsp;It carries on through the night even. &amp;nbsp;We are the ones who get woken up by a sick child or because of a bad dream. &amp;nbsp;I worry about something constantly. &amp;nbsp;It isn't the same thing all the time of course, but it's always something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodak.com/global/mul/consumer/print/en_us/overpayment_calculator.html?ref=JBJ"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kodak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Juice Box Jungle are sponsoring me to do this post. &amp;nbsp;They are asking me to post the top &amp;amp;/or bottom 3 things I worry/think about as a mom. &amp;nbsp;It has really made me think. &amp;nbsp;Picking just 3 is hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a daily basis I worry about things that range from keeping laundry caught up to turning the dishwasher on at bedtime. &amp;nbsp;For example, &lt;i&gt;Do the boy's have jeans &amp;amp; socks for tomorrow? &amp;nbsp;Do they have clean towels in their bathroom?&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;And then of course if I forget to turn on the dishwasher, they won't have clean cereal bowls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the small stuff like laundry, I may think of 25 other things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Did I sign that form for Logan? &amp;nbsp;What will I make for dinner? &amp;nbsp;What is the temperature going to be tomorrow? &amp;nbsp;How long until the bus? &amp;nbsp;How much money is left in the kid's lunch account? &amp;nbsp;Does the dog need to go out? &amp;nbsp;Did I pay that bill? &amp;nbsp;Was Logan coughing this morning? &amp;nbsp;What color shirt did Jordan have on today? &amp;nbsp;When is that project due? &amp;nbsp;What was the name of that kid that sat behind me in 3rd grade? &amp;nbsp;Have I showered this week?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding! &amp;nbsp;I only shower once a month =0) &amp;nbsp;I have a lot that goes through this ol' head of mine every day. &amp;nbsp;It can be very overwhelming at times. &amp;nbsp;I really wish I could cut it off. &amp;nbsp;Like when I'm going to sleep. &amp;nbsp;I think of stuff from when I was 7 all the way to what needs to be done tomorrow or something that was said at dinner. I wish I could cut my brain off &amp;amp; doze off as fast as Rick does. &amp;nbsp;It is very tiring to juggle it all, all.the.time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the tricky part about this challenge from Juice Box Jungle is finding the things that I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;rarely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; worry about! &amp;nbsp;I guess I don't worry too much about my cabinets &amp;amp; closets being organized. &amp;nbsp;From the looks of them, I &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; think about it, ha! &amp;nbsp;Myself. &amp;nbsp;I never think of myself. &amp;nbsp;I need to worry more about me &amp;amp; I just can't seem to do it, so that is definitely something that is last on the list. &amp;nbsp;I think a lot of mom's do the same thing. &amp;nbsp;When I see a mom that has her nails done &amp;amp; her hair regularly cut &amp;amp; colored or always up to date on her wardrobe...I wonder how they do it. &amp;nbsp;I admittedly feel inadequate &amp;amp; like I need to try harder &amp;amp; thus gives me one more thing to worry about! &amp;nbsp;It's a vicious cycle people! &amp;nbsp;Can you not just wear sweats &amp;amp; pony tails like the rest of us, ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to remember that some thing's aren't worth worrying about. &amp;nbsp;That I can't make everyone happy all of the time &amp;amp; I need to just relax. &amp;nbsp;Being a mom is the hardest job a woman can have in my opinion. &amp;nbsp;You never have an off day, you never get a break &amp;amp; their is no quitting time. &amp;nbsp;So no wonder we think &amp;amp; worry constantly! &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you worry/think about the most? &amp;nbsp;Can &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; just turn your brain off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-3411613596365844262?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3411613596365844262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3411613596365844262&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3411613596365844262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3411613596365844262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-2-3-oh-me.html' title='1, 2, 3, Oh Me!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_VdaySiggie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1361545867935519031</id><published>2010-02-11T12:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:53:58.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;a href="http://www.emilymakes3.com/2010/02/pet-peeves.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is doing a blog hop today about pet peeves. &amp;nbsp;I thought I would join in! &amp;nbsp;I have a notebook that I write post ideas in &amp;amp; this is actually first on my list. &amp;nbsp;I have a running&amp;nbsp;tally&amp;nbsp;of things that really get in my craw &amp;amp; I thought it would be funny to share. &amp;nbsp;So, thanks &lt;a href="http://www.emilymakes3.com/2010/02/pet-peeves.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now let's see...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Tapping, smacking, &amp;amp; chewing with your mouth open. &amp;nbsp;The most annoying things EVAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not replacing the toilet paper when you used the last. &amp;nbsp;I mean really? &amp;nbsp;Are you better than me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Someone riding my bumper. &amp;nbsp;Do you really think you are gonna make me go faster? &amp;nbsp;Are you trying to use &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; your intimidation to move the car in front of me? &amp;nbsp;Are you &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; stupid? &amp;nbsp;Do you not know that you just &amp;nbsp; encouraged me to slow down so I can annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Putting socks/clothes in the dirty hamper, inside out. &amp;nbsp;This will most definitely guarantee the return of these items in the position that I found them in. &amp;nbsp;They will be clean...but still inside out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Those people that decide to have a reunion in the aisle of Wal Mart. &amp;nbsp;I just want to get to the jelly people...move along. &amp;nbsp;Write, email, call...just &lt;b&gt;MOVE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Able bodied people that think they are too special to strap their sneakers on tight &amp;amp; hoof it around Wal Mart like the rest of us. &amp;nbsp;You know the ones I'm talking about...it's ok, you can admit it. &amp;nbsp;Those damned motorized scooters. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;NEWSFLASH!!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;They are for the elderly &amp;amp; disabled. &amp;nbsp;Not the &lt;b&gt;LAZY!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Trust me...you could stand to burn a few calories &amp;amp; walking from your car to the door doesn't count Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Parent's that think it's cute when their children act like holy terrors. &amp;nbsp;Nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Echoing my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2010/02/pet-peeves.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bestie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here, but women that act like children. &amp;nbsp;Grow up already. &amp;nbsp;Not everyone has the time to scheme against you. &amp;nbsp;Just because we have a disagreement or just because I don't profess my love for you on a daily basis, doesn't mean I'm out to get you. &amp;nbsp;I too have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Passive aggressiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;One uppers. &amp;nbsp;You know those people that if you told them you had an elephant, they would have a bag big enough to put it in...yeah, that is annoying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shwoo! &amp;nbsp;I feel better! &amp;nbsp;If you want to do your own &lt;s&gt;pet&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;people peeves, head on over to Angel's blog &amp;amp; join in. &amp;nbsp;She has a MckLinky up. &amp;nbsp;Tell her that&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2010/02/pet-peeves.html"&gt; Jeanette's babies need balloons&lt;/a&gt;...don't ask, ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1361545867935519031?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1361545867935519031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1361545867935519031&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1361545867935519031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1361545867935519031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/02/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_VdaySiggie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-745570693810301944</id><published>2010-02-08T08:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:03:54.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lot of Nothin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hello bloggy friends! &amp;nbsp;Thought I would post something just to let the blog world know I was still kickin'. &amp;nbsp;I have several things I need to post &amp;amp; I've just been too busy or too lazy, ha! &amp;nbsp;So for now I'll just give a run down on what has been going on in the Land O'Shana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Let's see, I got a new kitchen table on Thursday. &amp;nbsp;I absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; it! &amp;nbsp;I was reluctant to buy it, but my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;talked me into it on account of me not having one &amp;amp; all, ha! &amp;nbsp;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; spending money =/ &amp;nbsp;She made me see that it would be an investment so I took the plunge. &amp;nbsp;The fam &amp;amp; I always eat in the living room &amp;amp; it has been really nice eating at the table as a family. &amp;nbsp;She's pretty smart that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; of mine...I think I just might keep her, ha! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had my hair 'did' on Friday &amp;amp; I loathe it. &amp;nbsp;I was still crying on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;I went in for highlights &amp;amp; came out with my whole head being dyed one color. &amp;nbsp;I have been so heartbroken over it. &amp;nbsp;Everyone keeps telling me to call &amp;amp; complain &amp;amp; make them fix it...but honestly, I just don't have it in me to complain &amp;amp; then sit there for them to fix it. &amp;nbsp;Talk about awkward! &amp;nbsp;So, I guess I don't have the right to complain then do I? &amp;nbsp;Moving on then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;...what's next? &amp;nbsp;We took the kid's out to eat &amp;amp; let them order steak &amp;amp; desserts! &amp;nbsp;Then we went cosmic bowling &amp;amp; bowled until midnight! &amp;nbsp;What was the special occasion you ask? &amp;nbsp;Well, the Fire Marshal got promoted to&amp;nbsp;Lieutenant of course! &amp;nbsp;He is still the Fire Marshal, just his rank changed. &amp;nbsp;You are technically supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; a Lieutenant to be the Fire Marshal...he's kind of been working out of class for over 2 years. &amp;nbsp;Let's move on before I get on my soap box on that one! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thinking...thinking...♫♪ Jeopardy Theme Song ♫♪&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jordan had strep throat last week. &amp;nbsp;Luckily I kept it an isolated situation &amp;amp; no one else got it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Knock on wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;He is much better! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am almost back to normal from my surgery! &amp;nbsp;I still have some tenderness &amp;amp; occasional pain, but for the most part I'm good. &amp;nbsp;It is all manageable so no biggie =0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have won 2 giveaway's &amp;amp; an award! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;WHOOPIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;I can't describe the feeling you get when you win something. &amp;nbsp;It is amazing! &amp;nbsp;I posted about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lisa Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; giveaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/01/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; I'll be posting soon about the one I won on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;Say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3 times fast, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I guess that is it for now. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure there is something I'm leaving out. &amp;nbsp;I'm feeling kinda froggy...I might just schedule a post for tomorrow! &amp;nbsp;Whoa! &amp;nbsp;Look out! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hope everyone has an awesome week. &amp;nbsp;For my bloggy friends that have gotten slammed with snow...stay warm &amp;amp; take lot's of picture's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VdaySiggie.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/VdaySiggie.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-745570693810301944?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/745570693810301944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=745570693810301944&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/745570693810301944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/745570693810301944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/02/whole-lot-of-nothin.html' title='A Whole Lot of Nothin&apos;'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_VdaySiggie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2110100479183151013</id><published>2010-01-24T16:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:10:01.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner, Winner Chicken Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have been recovering &amp;amp; laying low. &amp;nbsp;So low in fact that I am behind on my blog reading &amp;amp; commenting. &amp;nbsp;Sorry bloggy friends! &amp;nbsp;I've kind of been down in the dumps that I'm still having some pain. &amp;nbsp;The surgeon reassured me that it was normal &amp;amp; that it would get better. &amp;nbsp;He said it was going to take a little time due to all of the scar tissue. &amp;nbsp;I went for my post-op appointment &amp;amp; was expecting to be dancing a jig. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, not so much. &amp;nbsp;I misunderstood what adhesions were. &amp;nbsp;He told my husband &amp;amp; me that I was "full of adhesions &amp;amp; the gallbladder was covered in adhesions." &amp;nbsp;I didn't know that meant scar tissue. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting better every day &amp;amp; will be back to normal soon enough. &amp;nbsp;Whatever that is, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, while I've been wallowing in self pity &amp;amp; funk, I entered a giveaway. &amp;nbsp;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;never &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;win anything &amp;amp; quite honestly, never gave it a second thought. &amp;nbsp;I have entered many giveaways in the almost year I have been blogging. &amp;nbsp;I never thought I would actually win though. &amp;nbsp;I found a cute blog called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arizonamamma.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Our Daze in the Desert"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arizonamamma.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arizona Mamma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;She was having a&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa Leonard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; giveaway &amp;amp; you guessed it, ok you didn't, but...&lt;b&gt;I won!!!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I didn't even know! {Slaps self in the forehead} &amp;nbsp;That's how certain I was that I would never win. &amp;nbsp;I think I am still in a little shock, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have spent half the day at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I just cannot make up my mind! &amp;nbsp;When I entered, I didn't pick something for myself. &amp;nbsp;I found 3 things that I would love to give other people. &amp;nbsp;My sister &amp;amp; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;best friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Now that I can actually pick something...I have no idea what to do!! &amp;nbsp;I am terrible at decision making. &amp;nbsp;I really get aggravated at myself. &amp;nbsp;Even if I order something for someone else...which one do I pick? &amp;nbsp;So many decisions, &lt;i&gt;aaahhhhh!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorites. &amp;nbsp;I need to narrow it down soon or find a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sugar daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;rich uncle,&amp;nbsp;ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This one is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Heartstrings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/custom-necklaces/heartstrings-necklace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-RO0NPOI/AAAAAAAAA28/Qiqnkw89khc/s320/heatstrings.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Friendship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/inspired-designs/friendship-necklace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-KR700OI/AAAAAAAAA20/A9aqsNU1SJc/s320/friendship+necklace.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jumble of Charms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/custom-necklaces/jumble-of-charms-necklace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-Vl2NbJI/AAAAAAAAA3E/V9DvBlzjpgc/s320/jumble+charms.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lot's of Love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/inspired-designs/lots-of-love-necklace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-bLKbjRI/AAAAAAAAA3M/KD_SMMDwSxg/s320/lots+of+love.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sweet Sister...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/inspired-designs/sweet-sister-necklace.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-kFHL8SI/AAAAAAAAA3U/dKIy2Ea7lpk/s200/sweet+sister.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was ridiculously excited about winning this giveaway! &amp;nbsp;I was clapping &amp;amp; squealing, hence the word ridiculously excited, ha! &amp;nbsp;There was a lot of eye rolling coming from Rick's direction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Please visit &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arizonamamma.com/"&gt;Arizona Mamma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arizonamamma.com/"&gt;Our Daze in the Desert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; hop over to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard Design's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; do a little shopping of your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Which one would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggieresize.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/siggieresize.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2110100479183151013?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2110100479183151013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2110100479183151013&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2110100479183151013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2110100479183151013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/01/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html' title='Winner, Winner Chicken Dinner'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/S1y-RO0NPOI/AAAAAAAAA28/Qiqnkw89khc/s72-c/heatstrings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4662246413672476031</id><published>2010-01-08T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:00:03.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored &amp; Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I'm rethinking this whole divorce. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if it's too late to get back together? &amp;nbsp;The reunion may be a little awkward at first, but I just know with time we could be friends again. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe just getting a new one would suffice. &amp;nbsp;Ya know...a newer, younger model. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;No?&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I didn't think so =/ &amp;nbsp;It was worth a shot though. &amp;nbsp;I had this whole &lt;b&gt;"OMG WHAT HAVE I DONE"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;epiphany at like 3 this morning. &amp;nbsp;I got to thinking that God put these organs in our bodies for a reason. &amp;nbsp;Who are we to just have them removed? &amp;nbsp;It could have been the pain meds talking or maybe the fact that I was having&amp;nbsp;fantom pains. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, that's what we'll call them. &amp;nbsp;I tried to lie very still &amp;amp; hope that the pain I was feeling was all in my head. &amp;nbsp;How can something hurt that is no longer in your body? &amp;nbsp;Is my gallbladder back from the dead? &amp;nbsp;Haunting me in my slumber, clanking chains &amp;amp; saying &lt;i&gt;boo-ow-ow-ouch?&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I'm hoping the fluids that use to flow freely down the bile highway are just having to get use to the detour &amp;amp; it's causing a minor traffic jam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stand up a little straighter today. &amp;nbsp;Baby steps, right? &amp;nbsp;It's progress. &amp;nbsp;Now if I could just stretch one good time &amp;amp; take a deep breath. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my bloggy friends would be heavenly. &amp;nbsp;It's the little things in life that we take for granted. &amp;nbsp;Who knew you used so many stomach muscles to sit on the toilet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of being in this chair. &amp;nbsp;I'm bored &amp;amp; aggravated. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Lucky you.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I am going to step up on my soapbox. &amp;nbsp;Ok, maybe I'll just continue sitting in this chair...but you know what I mean. &amp;nbsp;If I receive one more phone call or email or comment referring to the fact that "So n' so's cousin's, great-uncle's, girlfriend", had this same surgery done &amp;amp; was at Disney World by early afternoon on the same day riding Space Mountain...&lt;b&gt;I AM GOING TO EXPLODE!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for milking the sympathy &amp;amp; pampering, but honestly, when you aren't milking it to begin with, there isn't much to desire on the dragging this crap out. &amp;nbsp;I'm in pain. &amp;nbsp;I don't like pain. &amp;nbsp;I am conscious of every last crumb that is in my kitchen floor at the moment. &amp;nbsp;They are laughing &amp;amp; pointing at me like I have boogers hanging from my nose. &amp;nbsp;Mocking me because they know I can't bend over to pick them up. &amp;nbsp;My counter's need to wiped down something awful. &amp;nbsp;I think there may be penicillin growing in a milk ring where Brady ate cereal 3 days ago. &amp;nbsp;Bronx's face wrinkles haven't been cleaned since Monday. &amp;nbsp;As a matter of fact...neither have mine. &amp;nbsp;Why on Earth would I be pretending I am having a rough time getting over this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they are just trying to be polite &amp;amp; helpful. &amp;nbsp;I realize they may not know what to say. &amp;nbsp;A simple, "Wow, I'm sorry." Or an&amp;nbsp;occasional "Gee, that suck's", would be more than enough. &amp;nbsp;If you have had this done &amp;amp; was mowing your lawn in the same day, well kudos to you. &amp;nbsp;I would&lt;b&gt; LOVE &lt;/b&gt;to be doing anything besides this right now. &amp;nbsp;Like carving an ice sculpture or having a root canal. &amp;nbsp;You know, because obviously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, how do you like my winter background &amp;amp; header? &amp;nbsp;I made it all by myself! &amp;nbsp;Ok, so not &lt;i&gt;totally &lt;/i&gt;by myself. &amp;nbsp;I had my hand held via yahoo messenger by my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;bff Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Ain't it purdy? &amp;nbsp;I think I'll work on one for February while I'm confined to my recliner. &amp;nbsp;Ya know...milking my situation. &amp;nbsp;Now, where's that bell? &amp;nbsp;I need a foot massage. &amp;nbsp;{{rolling eyes}} &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siggieresize.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/siggieresize.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4662246413672476031?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4662246413672476031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4662246413672476031&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4662246413672476031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4662246413672476031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored-annoyed.html' title='Bored &amp; Annoyed'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i698.photobucket.com/albums/vv348/ShanaSmith/Siggies/th_siggieresize.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5045840708712056511</id><published>2010-01-05T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:56:58.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Op Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***Update*** &amp;nbsp;I'm a complete spaz &amp;amp; typed the wrong information. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure no one else noticed, but I can't just leave it that way, ha! &amp;nbsp;My GB had many &lt;i&gt;adhesions&lt;/i&gt; on it, not &lt;i&gt;abrasions&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;That conclude's this public service announcement. &amp;nbsp;You may now return to your regular scheduled program! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the divorce was finalized today! &amp;nbsp;I'm a free woman, ha! &amp;nbsp;The plans I had in place for this morning changed yesterday &amp;amp; had me a little frazzled, but I think it was for the best. &amp;nbsp;I was told to be at the hospital at 6:30 a.m. So I made arrangements for the boys to be looked after until the bus ran at 6:30. &amp;nbsp;Well, the hospital called to get a little information from me &amp;amp; the nurse says, &lt;i&gt;"Ok Mrs. Smith, we'll see you at 5 o'clock."&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Umm, excuse me? &amp;nbsp;I was told 6:30, ugh! &amp;nbsp;That meant I had to leave my house at 4:15. &amp;nbsp;Which also meant that I was going to have to be up by 3 &amp;amp; wake Logan up no later that 3:45 so he could go next door. &amp;nbsp;Waking an 8 year old &amp;amp; my neighbor that early in the morning didn't sound appealing! &amp;nbsp;It all worked out though because I took the boy's to my moms house to spend the night. &amp;nbsp;I felt better knowing they were all in the same place &amp;amp; they all had adult supervision. &amp;nbsp;There was no room for &lt;i&gt;"accidentally"&lt;/i&gt; missing the bus, ha! &amp;nbsp;I never went to bed. &amp;nbsp;I had a few things to do before I left for the hospital &amp;amp; let's be honest...I never would have gotten up at 3 a.m. &amp;nbsp;And the insane anxiety &amp;amp; nervousness that I had, I wouldn't have slept anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly. &amp;nbsp;I'm feeling pretty rough, but I'll be better before we know it. &amp;nbsp;I told &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeanette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that I feel like I was eaten by a bear &amp;amp; pooped off a cliff...this really sucks. &amp;nbsp;Hubby is trying to take good care of me. &amp;nbsp;I say trying because I am so hard headed. &amp;nbsp;It makes for a lot of aggravation when he is trying to help &amp;amp; I insist on doing it myself. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't give up on me though! &amp;nbsp;He keeps trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon did a great job. &amp;nbsp;He said that once he got in there that the gallbladder definitely needed to come out &amp;amp; that it had several &lt;s&gt;abrasions&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;adhesions*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on it. &amp;nbsp;He told Rick that just from looking at it, it really needed to go. &amp;nbsp;So, it's out &amp;amp; I'm on the road to recovery! &amp;nbsp;Hooray! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell everyone how much I appreciate your sweet comments, emails, texts, prayers &amp;amp; tweets. &amp;nbsp;It means the world to me, really! &amp;nbsp;Ok bloggy friend's...I can hardly hold my head up so I'm going to end this before I start typing mumbled jargen, ha!! &amp;nbsp;Thanks again...I am very grateful for all of you ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5045840708712056511?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5045840708712056511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5045840708712056511&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5045840708712056511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5045840708712056511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-op-update.html' title='Post Op Update'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-851306793863001043</id><published>2010-01-02T16:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:16:20.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Riddance</title><content type='html'>I am divorcing my gallbladder on Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;I am so ready to have this over with! &amp;nbsp;I'm getting anxious &amp;amp; nervous. &amp;nbsp;I feel like I have so much I need to get done before then. &amp;nbsp;I know that's just the momma in me. &amp;nbsp;I can't stand the thought of being down for the count. &amp;nbsp;I have a house to run! &amp;nbsp;I should be able to come home the same day, but I am making plans for the kid's just in case they keep me. &amp;nbsp;I don't know what to do with my dog though &amp;amp; that stresses me out! &amp;nbsp;The thought of him in his kennel all of that time just breaks my heart. &amp;nbsp;He's got a stay at home mommy &amp;amp; isn't use to me being gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a mental list going of stuff that I need to accomplish before Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;I want to have the laundry all caught up. &amp;nbsp;That in itself is an ongoing battle. &amp;nbsp;I can get it all caught up &amp;amp; if we all change clothes just once...it's time to do another load. &amp;nbsp;I won't be spending much time in my bed &amp;amp; I know that, but I want to have my sheets clean. &amp;nbsp;I'll be camping out in the recliner for a few days. &amp;nbsp;It is just easier. &amp;nbsp;My laptop is at my side, magazine's, cup holder, everything I need! &amp;nbsp;It's just little things around the house that I want done. &amp;nbsp;I also will plan Logan's clothes for the week so no one is dressing him or him dressing himself. &amp;nbsp;Trust me...I'm doing everyone a huge favor by doing this, ha! &amp;nbsp;I need to make sure the fridge is full &amp;amp; of course the things that I'll need to have Rick bring me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the stupid things that I think of. &amp;nbsp;For example, I want to make sure my toenails are painted. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to be lying unconscious &amp;amp; naked in a room full of strangers...at least my toenails will be pretty! &amp;nbsp;In the same breath that I say that though, I know in my heart of heart's that I'm going to be cold &amp;amp; I'll put on those ridiculous socks with the grippers on the bottoms that they hand you with your stylish gown. &amp;nbsp;Don't judge me people...I am who I am, ha! &amp;nbsp;I also have to plan out my shower for the night before so that I am not up at 4 in the morning stressed &amp;amp; unable to drink my beloved Dr. Pepper before taking a shower. &amp;nbsp;Let's not forget about shaving my legs. &amp;nbsp;The winter growth that I have accumulated for warmth must go. &amp;nbsp;I will be getting gawked at enough without that&amp;nbsp;monstrosity. &amp;nbsp;I mean come on bloggy friend's...gravity is not a sleeping womans friend. &amp;nbsp;On my back no less! &amp;nbsp;Oh the horror!! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what &amp;nbsp;to wear? &amp;nbsp;It has to be easy to put back on &amp;amp; something that isn't going to hurt my incision's. &amp;nbsp;Oh how my little mind is going 90 to nothing. &amp;nbsp;Have I mentioned I'm anxious &amp;amp; nervous?? &amp;nbsp;Ugh...It will all be worth it &amp;amp; I have to keep reminding myself of that. &amp;nbsp;The pain that I have been in will be a distant memory &amp;amp; I'll never have to deal with it again. &amp;nbsp;And look on the bright side, that organ has to weigh something, right? &amp;nbsp;Maybe not much, but it does weigh something. &amp;nbsp;I'll be that much lighter! &amp;nbsp;Now, if I could just convince them that they need to remove my appendix &amp;amp; my girly organ's before they go bad, that would be awesome! &amp;nbsp;We could just call it&amp;nbsp;preventative&amp;nbsp;surgery. &amp;nbsp;Think they'll buy it? &amp;nbsp;No? &amp;nbsp;Ahh, who asked ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bloggy friends, if I am MIA for a few days, I'm ok. &amp;nbsp;Don't send out a search team. &amp;nbsp;If something happens to me, I'll leave my blog to my &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;bff Jeanette.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;She is the only person who knows the password to my blog. &amp;nbsp;Therefore she will be my &lt;s&gt;baby&lt;/s&gt; bloggy daddy. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright blogger's...I must go for now. &amp;nbsp;The dryer is beeping&amp;nbsp;Morse&amp;nbsp;code to me. &amp;nbsp;It might just be beeping because it's done, I couldn't rightfully say. &amp;nbsp;I'll see ya on the flip side, however, my gallbladder is going to burn in a&amp;nbsp;fiery&amp;nbsp;incinerator of hell. &amp;nbsp;So say 'au revoir to it now. &amp;nbsp;It just might be time for more pain medicine. &amp;nbsp;That sounded a little bitter didn't it? &amp;nbsp;See, that is why we are divorcing. &amp;nbsp;That is&amp;nbsp;irreconcilable differences at it's best!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;=0) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-851306793863001043?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/851306793863001043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=851306793863001043&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/851306793863001043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/851306793863001043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-riddance.html' title='Good Riddance'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4528193665970821445</id><published>2009-12-29T16:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:15:53.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Logan had his Christmas party at school the day they got out for Christmas break. &amp;nbsp;Parent's were allowed to attend &amp;amp; then we could just sign them out of their class. &amp;nbsp;Logan's classroom has a sea theme. &amp;nbsp;Here he is in the reading corner. &amp;nbsp;His girlfriend was close by so having his picture taken was not high on his priority list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiD3bEN7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vPnnfmTP2BY/s1600-h/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiD3bEN7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vPnnfmTP2BY/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He insisted on having his picture taken with his teacher. &amp;nbsp;She had just cornered me about his nose. &amp;nbsp;Remember me telling you about it &lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/reindeer-debut.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of my many threats over him picking at that sore, was that it could be a staph infection. &amp;nbsp;After telling him that for an entire weekend, I made sure to tell him that he better not get to school &amp;amp; tell his teacher that he &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a staph infection! &amp;nbsp;Well...he didn't tell her that, he just kept telling her that he couldn't tell. &amp;nbsp;Oy vey! &amp;nbsp;The counselor even got involved. &amp;nbsp;I guess they thought poor Logan had his bell rung at home &amp;amp; was threatened not to tell, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpjhlsh29I/AAAAAAAAAxI/xbvXQgQYwVk/s1600-h/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpjhlsh29I/AAAAAAAAAxI/xbvXQgQYwVk/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He is in the same class with his girlfriend, Kyla. &amp;nbsp;She is just precious! &amp;nbsp;We bought her a necklace with her initials on it &amp;amp; matching earrings. &amp;nbsp;He also picked out a ring that he &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;to buy for her. &amp;nbsp;I sent it to school the day before the party so he could give it to her. &amp;nbsp;She was wearing it &amp;amp; it was so cute! &amp;nbsp;She kept running up &amp;amp; asking me to take her picture, but then she would run away. &amp;nbsp;This is the only picture I have of the two of them &amp;amp; I had to sneak it, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpjNbbM_MI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Y0qLrdj1nVw/s1600-h/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpjNbbM_MI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Y0qLrdj1nVw/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My neighbor's son, Jake is the same age as Logan &amp;amp; they are in the same grade. &amp;nbsp;Their classroom's are right next door to each other. &amp;nbsp;They fight &amp;amp; play like brother's &amp;amp; I think it's really neat that they are growing up together. &amp;nbsp;We both moved into our houses at the same time &amp;amp; it was the Summer before Logan started Kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;How cool it will be for them to go through High School together! &amp;nbsp;I checked Jake out as well so he wouldn't be alone on the bus that afternoon. &amp;nbsp;He got to run errands with us &amp;amp; then they got to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpihp2cpiI/AAAAAAAAAww/sEmXmWFtd2o/s1600-h/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpihp2cpiI/AAAAAAAAAww/sEmXmWFtd2o/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now, little Miss Kyla kept hugging on me &amp;amp; saying she wanted her picture taken with me. &amp;nbsp;Every time Logan was about to snap the picture, she did this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiQFRIjHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VgfgW9A_WNw/s1600-h/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiQFRIjHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VgfgW9A_WNw/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She finally let him get a good one, but in my true form, I was saying "Aww!" &amp;nbsp;If you know me, I say it &lt;b&gt;a lot! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;So apparently this is what I look like when I say it, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiYIl9heI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Gbjw9Sp4YjQ/s1600-h/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiYIl9heI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Gbjw9Sp4YjQ/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I hope he keeps this one for a while! &amp;nbsp;He had the same girlfriend since kindergarten until he met Kyla. &amp;nbsp;So maybe they will last a little while. &amp;nbsp;She is just so sweet! &amp;nbsp;She beats the crap out of him though, ha! &amp;nbsp;I had to explain to him on the way home that it was because she liked him. &amp;nbsp;He was a little confused until I said "Do you see her doing that to anyone else but you?" &amp;nbsp;I think a light went off in his head because he was all "Ooooh, I get it now!" &amp;nbsp;It's just the beginning of years of confusion honey, get use to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpk25cQDjI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ceArpTUUfaA/s1600-h/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szpk25cQDjI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ceArpTUUfaA/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I had to share this with my blog friends. &amp;nbsp;It goes with the sea theme of course! &amp;nbsp;It's an octopus that takes up half the ceiling in the classroom. &amp;nbsp;It is the neatest thing! &amp;nbsp;The kid's called him Freddie. &amp;nbsp;I took a picture of it with bloggy intentions! &amp;nbsp;I wish I could have fit the entire thing into one frame, but it was just too big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpjYhALRrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/nOA6_MTMdlQ/s1600-h/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpjYhALRrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/nOA6_MTMdlQ/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I feel so blessed that I get to attend school functions &amp;amp; activities. &amp;nbsp;I was always the kid that was tagging along with someone else's mom. &amp;nbsp;It gives me so much joy when I see the look on Logan's face when he sees me. &amp;nbsp;He is always so proud that I'm there &amp;amp; it just warms my heart. &amp;nbsp;I hope he remember's how important it feels to have me there &amp;amp; he'll do it for his kid's some day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4528193665970821445?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4528193665970821445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4528193665970821445&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4528193665970821445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4528193665970821445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/class-party-recap.html' title='Class Party Recap'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzpiD3bEN7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vPnnfmTP2BY/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6065834728365803482</id><published>2009-12-27T13:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:34:52.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Review 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan was pretty cute as a reindeer...but Bronx was adorable!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzelRicG9iI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WDlKzE7Ooig/s1600-h/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzelRicG9iI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WDlKzE7Ooig/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan &amp;amp; Jordan at my Mom's on Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;I am so ready for Logan to grow out of that red Nike shirt! &amp;nbsp;He wears it every.chance.he.gets. &amp;nbsp;I am beyond tired of it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szelgi8oeSI/AAAAAAAAAug/zgOe02Mxdtw/s1600-h/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szelgi8oeSI/AAAAAAAAAug/zgOe02Mxdtw/s400/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The boy's with my Mom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szel3JH2l8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/Pwam4JqITGI/s1600-h/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szel3JH2l8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/Pwam4JqITGI/s400/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jordan got a cell phone &amp;amp; officially thinks all is right with the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzemHA5-w5I/AAAAAAAAAuw/7qjNI3jK2ks/s1600-h/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzemHA5-w5I/AAAAAAAAAuw/7qjNI3jK2ks/s400/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My beautiful sister, Jessica. &amp;nbsp;Isn't she gorgeous?? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzemeEYiW1I/AAAAAAAAAu4/EitO2dWDo7E/s1600-h/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzemeEYiW1I/AAAAAAAAAu4/EitO2dWDo7E/s400/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once we got home from my mom's, it was time to bake cookies. &amp;nbsp;I do this with the boy's every Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;They decorate a cookie to eat &amp;amp; we decorate a cookie for Santa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzempqRyrVI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I3v_2exAoFw/s1600-h/166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzempqRyrVI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I3v_2exAoFw/s400/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always leave the camera out for Santa to take picture's when he's done *wink*wink*!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenNj-4dlI/AAAAAAAAAvI/uOS_gmkHXeE/s1600-h/184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenNj-4dlI/AAAAAAAAAvI/uOS_gmkHXeE/s400/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have the boy's call me from downstairs &amp;amp; we get up. &amp;nbsp;I love getting this picture of them every year coming up the steps! &amp;nbsp;Jordan has been sick &amp;amp; his little eyes look so bad. &amp;nbsp;I'm happy to report he's feeling better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenZFzysrI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/rpCyuQhrbZg/s1600-h/206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenZFzysrI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/rpCyuQhrbZg/s400/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here they are digging in. &amp;nbsp;Logan insisted on sleeping in that shirt so he would have it on for picture's...&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Of course, Jordan slept in his clothes for picture's too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenqV4ZV-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/ZajH_Dtlsvw/s1600-h/211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzenqV4ZV-I/AAAAAAAAAvY/ZajH_Dtlsvw/s400/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan wanted a PS3 so badly this year that he didn't care if he got anything else! &amp;nbsp;We have one in the living room &amp;amp; one in their den, but he wanted one of his very own for his room. &amp;nbsp;That is all he talked about!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szen0ybnzDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/of7ducdJHxY/s1600-h/215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szen0ybnzDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/of7ducdJHxY/s400/215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This game we got them looks like it is really going to be fun. &amp;nbsp;I have watched Logan play it &amp;amp; I messed with it for a minute. &amp;nbsp;I hope it's as fun as it appears. &amp;nbsp;The boy's went to their grandmother's house for the weekend, maybe I should go play it while they are gone, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzeoV52KNQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/B9X6yQqAo-0/s1600-h/230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzeoV52KNQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/B9X6yQqAo-0/s400/230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brady &amp;amp; Jordan got Netbook's. &amp;nbsp;They are on cloud 9!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzepatoYSdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/cQ2nTj34HMs/s1600-h/217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzepatoYSdI/AAAAAAAAAvw/cQ2nTj34HMs/s400/217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jordan after everything had settled down. &amp;nbsp;He's got it going on! &amp;nbsp;Internet &amp;amp; cell phone at his fingertip's, all propped up in bed. &amp;nbsp;He was really not feeling well, but of course that didn't stop him! &amp;nbsp;The tray's we got them are really cool. &amp;nbsp;I love how they slide up. &amp;nbsp;I was worried about them laying their netbook's on their bed's &amp;amp; the fans not being able to breathe. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szeq0Fx_xCI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qw8haOYyqEg/s1600-h/261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Szeq0Fx_xCI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qw8haOYyqEg/s400/261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, that was the Smith Family Christmas Review! &amp;nbsp;A merry time was had by all! &amp;nbsp;I hope all of my bloggy friends had a very merry Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Bring on the new year! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-6065834728365803482?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6065834728365803482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6065834728365803482&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6065834728365803482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6065834728365803482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-review-2009.html' title='Christmas Review 2009'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzelRicG9iI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WDlKzE7Ooig/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1908395679632457870</id><published>2009-12-23T01:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:01:40.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reindeer Debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan had his 2nd grade Christmas program the other night. &amp;nbsp;He was a reindeer! &amp;nbsp;The child doesn't have a shy bone in his body, yet he was nervous. &amp;nbsp;It was really cute, ha! &amp;nbsp;Here he is before we left.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzffG-1vI/AAAAAAAAAso/SMYGr5TY-0A/s1600-h/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzffG-1vI/AAAAAAAAAso/SMYGr5TY-0A/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love this picture of him. &amp;nbsp;He was so self conscious about the sore that was on his nose. &amp;nbsp;I actually put a little make-up on it so it wasn't as red. &amp;nbsp;He had a cold a few weeks ago &amp;amp; his nose became chapped. &amp;nbsp;He is all boy &amp;amp; continued to pick at the scab despite my pleas &amp;amp; threats to leave it alone. &amp;nbsp;The week practice for the play began he finally quit picking at it because the kids started calling him Rudolph. &amp;nbsp;He was heartbroken! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzrJ1rGXI/AAAAAAAAAsw/HfHWrQbThOs/s1600-h/105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzrJ1rGXI/AAAAAAAAAsw/HfHWrQbThOs/s400/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The teacher's picked one kid from each 2nd grade class to be a reindeer. &amp;nbsp;There job was to skip through the audience while the other kid's sang 'Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer' &amp;amp; pass out candy canes. &amp;nbsp;He was so excited once we got in the gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzz2rShLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OAxYYNaXiWg/s1600-h/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzz2rShLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/OAxYYNaXiWg/s400/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He lost his antlers as soon as he started, but he tucked them under his arm &amp;amp; kept going, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGz8Z4_TUI/AAAAAAAAAtA/st6oE3PLGws/s1600-h/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGz8Z4_TUI/AAAAAAAAAtA/st6oE3PLGws/s400/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He did so good &amp;amp; was so proud of himself!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0F4s49NI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Wf3ipunHwuQ/s1600-h/148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0F4s49NI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Wf3ipunHwuQ/s400/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan kept telling me there was a surprise, but of course wouldn't tell me what! &amp;nbsp;When they started singing 'Santa Clause is Coming to Town', a miniature Santa came bouncing through the door! &amp;nbsp;He was the cutest little thing!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0QPyDOWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/7cc-PsUVZhY/s1600-h/166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0QPyDOWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/7cc-PsUVZhY/s400/166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wasn't expecting anything else &amp;amp; then Mary &amp;amp; Joseph appeared during 'Silent Night'. &amp;nbsp;It was absolutely precious! &amp;nbsp;The school is awesome about keeping God in our school. &amp;nbsp;That is a very rare occurrence in most public school's. &amp;nbsp;A pastor from a local church spoke &amp;amp; led us in prayer before the program started. &amp;nbsp;He talked about the meaning of Christmas &amp;amp; how we know that Jesus is real. &amp;nbsp;It warms my heart that the Principal isn't scared to do this for our children. &amp;nbsp;Even better...there obviously aren't any parent's complaining about Christ being mentioned around their child.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0ZdXNRvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/nVF2DDiP9gk/s1600-h/187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0ZdXNRvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/nVF2DDiP9gk/s400/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan was so sweet after the play. &amp;nbsp;He handed out the candy canes he had left to other kid's. &amp;nbsp;He talked all the way home about what a good job he did! &amp;nbsp;It was so cute after him being nervous! &amp;nbsp;I think he was relieved, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0ypcVIKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/J1DwxL1BZjI/s1600-h/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzG0ypcVIKI/AAAAAAAAAtg/J1DwxL1BZjI/s400/197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am really going to miss this. &amp;nbsp;I am enjoying every minute &amp;amp; soaking in all of the memories. &amp;nbsp;And just so you know...he turned back into Logan after it was all over! &amp;nbsp;Coming soon, picture's of Bronx in those antler's!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1908395679632457870?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1908395679632457870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1908395679632457870&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1908395679632457870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1908395679632457870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/reindeer-debut.html' title='Reindeer Debut'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SzGzffG-1vI/AAAAAAAAAso/SMYGr5TY-0A/s72-c/102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1360540698407203058</id><published>2009-12-21T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:07:55.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hanging the stocking's are always important to me. &amp;nbsp;This year I couldn't hang them where I normally hang them &amp;amp; it took me forever to figure out what I was going to do. &amp;nbsp;We have a split foyer &amp;amp; instead of railing overlooking the stairs, we have a half wall. &amp;nbsp;So I got these really cute cast iron stocking holder's. &amp;nbsp;Ignore the dirty little fingerprints &amp;amp; Bronx's head, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_drq1-hLI/AAAAAAAAArc/PGiv1ZiQ_Xk/s1600-h/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_drq1-hLI/AAAAAAAAArc/PGiv1ZiQ_Xk/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One of the things we do every year that has become a tradition is the countdown calendar. &amp;nbsp;I have seen some calling it an advent calendar. &amp;nbsp;We start on December 1st &amp;amp; move the little Santa each day. &amp;nbsp;I hang it on the front door &amp;amp; every morning before school, Logan moves Santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_d3NboFzI/AAAAAAAAArk/N-MqByCU8OU/s1600-h/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_d3NboFzI/AAAAAAAAArk/N-MqByCU8OU/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I started this with Jordan, but now it's Logan's thing. &amp;nbsp;The older boy's enjoy it, but I make sure that only Logan is allowed since he is the only one that still believes in Santa. &amp;nbsp;It's something special just for him. &amp;nbsp;Jordan got to enjoy doing it for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_eUVM7F5I/AAAAAAAAArs/LP6f8yXAo80/s1600-h/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_eUVM7F5I/AAAAAAAAArs/LP6f8yXAo80/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's the little stuffed Santa that we move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_ege8e8vI/AAAAAAAAAr0/lB2r-244vhc/s1600-h/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_ege8e8vI/AAAAAAAAAr0/lB2r-244vhc/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I saw that one of my bloggy friends put's little surprises for her child in the pocket's. &amp;nbsp;I think that is a fabulous idea! &amp;nbsp;To put little sticker's or eraser's in the next day would be a great surprise. &amp;nbsp;I may try to do that next year even if Logan doesn't believe by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_erRY4eUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yDW4izfGcZo/s1600-h/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_erRY4eUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yDW4izfGcZo/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I showed &lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/rockin-around-christmas-tree.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; where the tree had to go this year. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to show how you can see it when you come up the stairs. &amp;nbsp;It is so beautiful at night when you come through the front door. &amp;nbsp;You can see the tree all lit up &amp;amp; glowing. &amp;nbsp;It's so inviting! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_e1Qe94GI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fFdx6VT1CmU/s1600-h/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_e1Qe94GI/AAAAAAAAAsE/fFdx6VT1CmU/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I finally got a beautiful mirror to hang in the blank spot above the sofa, I didn't want the boy's to top the steps Christmas morning &amp;amp; be able to see under the tree before I had my camera ready, ha! &amp;nbsp;Very sneaky! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What Christmas traditions do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1360540698407203058?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1360540698407203058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1360540698407203058&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1360540698407203058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1360540698407203058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tradition.html' title='Christmas Tradition'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sy_drq1-hLI/AAAAAAAAArc/PGiv1ZiQ_Xk/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-874223605768489060</id><published>2009-12-16T00:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:00:05.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to get out more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Do you make time for yourself? &amp;nbsp;Do you make an effort to have a date night with your spouse? &amp;nbsp;I never do things for me. &amp;nbsp;I have horrible mommy guilt &amp;amp; can't even buy a bottle of nail polish without feeling terrible! &amp;nbsp;Rick &amp;amp; I never have alone time &amp;amp; a date night is a joke. &amp;nbsp;He is always on call so we would have to take separate vehicles &amp;amp; couldn't be very far from the city he works for. &amp;nbsp;It would just be a stressful night instead of a stress free one. &amp;nbsp;We do go out&amp;nbsp;occasionally for dinner, but there is an awesome Mexican restaurant 5 miles from our house &amp;amp; we always have the kid's with us. &amp;nbsp;It counts as getting out in my book! &amp;nbsp;Rick only works half a day every once in a while on Friday's. &amp;nbsp;He will bring us lunch home &amp;amp; we eat together without the boys. &amp;nbsp;That is as close to alone time that we get...it's nice though &amp;amp; I definitely take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The JuiceBox widget that I have on my sidebar has been advertising a deal that is just too good to pass up! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.restaurant.com/index.asp?pgn=home&amp;amp;prti=4574&amp;amp;raid=2906"&gt;Restaurant.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is offering $25 gift certificate's for $10! &amp;nbsp;If you use the special promo that is offered in the ad, you can get the certificate's for $2! &amp;nbsp;TWO DOLLARS!! &amp;nbsp;That is just mind boggling for us penny pinching, coupon clipping, deal finding, blogger mom's! &amp;nbsp;So what are you waiting for? &amp;nbsp;Go get your's before it's to late! &amp;nbsp;This would make a great stocking stuffer or gift for that person on your list that is hard to buy for!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0089aa; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://juiceboxjungle.com/tracker/sponsor/restaurant" style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-874223605768489060?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/874223605768489060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=874223605768489060&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/874223605768489060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/874223605768489060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-get-out-more.html' title='I need to get out more!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8916146798302290335</id><published>2009-12-14T23:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:47:00.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Logan &amp;amp; I set out on the first of the month to pick out our Christmas tree. &amp;nbsp;We go to the same place every year. &amp;nbsp;Last year I picked a blue spruce &amp;amp; hated it. &amp;nbsp;It dried out in like 3 days &amp;amp; the branches just froze. &amp;nbsp;It was a disaster. &amp;nbsp;This year I got the Douglas fir &amp;amp; I'm in love! &amp;nbsp;This tree is so pretty &amp;amp; full. &amp;nbsp;It's 8 feet tall! &amp;nbsp;We always set it up in the kitchen. &amp;nbsp;That way the branches can settle &amp;amp; I can walk all the way around it to put the lights on. &amp;nbsp;Then the clean up is easy because all I have to do is sweep up the needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycE_O1fcTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bldK4jmW1Ko/s1600-h/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycE_O1fcTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bldK4jmW1Ko/s400/016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This year we couldn't put the tree where we usually put it because we bought a sectional sofa &amp;amp; it takes up the whole wall where the tree use to go. &amp;nbsp;So this is where I was going with it once the lights where on. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycFdUyyfHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/aDZuD3NEeR8/s1600-h/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycFdUyyfHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/aDZuD3NEeR8/s400/020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I had to move the shelf that usually sits there, but the tree fit nicely into that corner. &amp;nbsp;That is overlooking the split foyer, so when you are coming up the stairs you can see the tree &amp;amp; it is so pretty. &amp;nbsp;This was before we had ornaments on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycF4h-eU7I/AAAAAAAAApE/x_0GC-KXK10/s1600-h/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycF4h-eU7I/AAAAAAAAApE/x_0GC-KXK10/s400/024.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's Jordan with the coolest ornament. &amp;nbsp;It is a glass ball with an Alabama A on it &amp;amp; it is filled with red ribbons. &amp;nbsp;It's really pretty. &amp;nbsp;The boy's have their own collection of ornament's that they hang each year. &amp;nbsp;One's that they have made or given to me over the year's. &amp;nbsp;I separate them &amp;amp; then they hang "their" ornament's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycGDHK0QLI/AAAAAAAAApM/7NMJcENja68/s1600-h/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycGDHK0QLI/AAAAAAAAApM/7NMJcENja68/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's Logan with one of his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Syca6IjYXII/AAAAAAAAApk/fBR64dNX87w/s1600-h/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Syca6IjYXII/AAAAAAAAApk/fBR64dNX87w/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And here's Logan being his typical funny self, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycbD_ZgR0I/AAAAAAAAAps/SxVPR0AOfKE/s1600-h/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycbD_ZgR0I/AAAAAAAAAps/SxVPR0AOfKE/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I usually love this shot of the 3 boys, but Brady wanted to go to his moms house instead of decorating the tree. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to make him stay &amp;amp; him be mad at me. &amp;nbsp;Jordan &amp;amp; Logan saved several of their ornaments to hang when Brady hangs his so I can take picture's of the 3 of them. &amp;nbsp;We just haven't hung them yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycatX4FdbI/AAAAAAAAApc/YiOpxJ_zSLs/s1600-h/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycatX4FdbI/AAAAAAAAApc/YiOpxJ_zSLs/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I added this shot just so all of you in blogland could see where I spend all of my time, ha! &amp;nbsp;There's my chair &amp;amp; my laptop. &amp;nbsp;And of course my handy dandy cell phone on the arm of the chair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyccMxCZfCI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Ta4ZU6dWCTY/s1600-h/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyccMxCZfCI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Ta4ZU6dWCTY/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The boy's had a good time. &amp;nbsp;One of my favorite parts of Christmas is when the boy's decorate the tree. &amp;nbsp;It means so much to me &amp;amp; I hate that Brady wasn't there. &amp;nbsp;There was a lot of this! &amp;nbsp;Logan is so goofy! &amp;nbsp;He got tickled about something &amp;amp; was rolling in the floor laughing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycczY0FK8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/SmQr4qC099M/s1600-h/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycczY0FK8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/SmQr4qC099M/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I just love Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It's a time for family, love &amp;amp; Christ. &amp;nbsp;I never want the boy's to forget the true meaning of Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I have always told them that Jesus loves them so much that they get present's on His birthday. &amp;nbsp;Then I ask them if they could do that for someone else so they understand just how much they would have to love someone to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sycc83IhWvI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9JCQOEUzgtw/s1600-h/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sycc83IhWvI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9JCQOEUzgtw/s400/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don't have a theme for decorating. &amp;nbsp;I only have a few ornaments on the tree that I just bought. &amp;nbsp;Almost all of the ornament's have been made by the kid's. &amp;nbsp;That makes each &amp;amp; every one have it's own special memory &amp;amp; place in my heart. &amp;nbsp;It's neat each year when they look through the boxes &amp;amp; remember making one of the ornament's several years before. &amp;nbsp;It makes me think about the tree being decorated with love. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What kind of ornament's do you use? &amp;nbsp;Do you have a theme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-8916146798302290335?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8916146798302290335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8916146798302290335&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8916146798302290335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8916146798302290335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/rockin-around-christmas-tree.html' title='Rockin&apos; Around the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SycE_O1fcTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bldK4jmW1Ko/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6526870576391791666</id><published>2009-12-11T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:01:29.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's Friday! &amp;nbsp;Time to do my friend Jeanette's blog carnival &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-did-friday_10.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed:+AndOnToToday+(~And+on+to+Today~)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;'Yes I did' Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Hop over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-did-friday_10.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed:+AndOnToToday+(~And+on+to+Today~)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; to link up your own Yes I did post or to read everyone else's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, I went to see the Surgeon on Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yes I did&lt;/b&gt; finally get answers!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;YES I DID!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Yes my fellow blog hoppers, I am divorcing my gallbladder! &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yes I did&lt;/b&gt; hug the doctor. &amp;nbsp;I even thought about kissing him square in the mouth...&lt;b&gt;yes I did&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;but I didn't&lt;/i&gt;, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This morning I had a test scheduled. &amp;nbsp;I was pretty sick after dinner last night so I was stressing about today when I went to bed. &amp;nbsp;I woke up this morning &amp;amp; started my morning routine. &amp;nbsp;Turn off alarms, grab phones, bathroom, kitchen. &amp;nbsp;I went through everything just like normal &amp;amp; went to get in the shower. &amp;nbsp;As I went to get undressed I glanced at the phone &amp;amp; the time read 1:38 a.m. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hmm&lt;/i&gt;, that can't be right! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Great&lt;/i&gt;, something is wrong with the phone. &amp;nbsp;So, I grabbed my cell phone &amp;amp; yep...1:38 a.m. &amp;nbsp;Ok, seriously? &amp;nbsp;No way. &amp;nbsp;I opened the bathroom door &amp;amp; the clock on each night stand read 1:40. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;UGH!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I turned everything off, turned my alarms back on &amp;amp; got back in the bed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yes, yes I did&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Last night Logan was rolling through the kitchen on his Heely's. &amp;nbsp;I don't know who had the great idea to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/logans-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;give him those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, ha! &amp;nbsp;He made one crazy move &amp;amp; holy black marks batman! &amp;nbsp;I think I have officially reached blogger status, because in a moment when the regular Shana might have had a meltdown, I ran for the camera. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yes I did&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I took picture's so I could blog about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yes I did&lt;/b&gt; spend an hour on my knees scrubbing those dang marks. &amp;nbsp;Blogger Shana handled it quite well though, I just thought of the blog fodder I was creating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes I did&lt;/b&gt; wait until the last minute to do this post. &amp;nbsp;That just means you still have time to do one too! &amp;nbsp;Don't forget to visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AndOnToToday/~3/rVWLBmYkbQc/yes-i-did-friday_10.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeanette's blog for more 'Yes I did'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="100" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-6526870576391791666?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6526870576391791666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6526870576391791666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6526870576391791666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6526870576391791666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-did-friday_11.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-415121057601783601</id><published>2009-12-10T10:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:45:00.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Right before Thanksgiving, Logan &amp;amp; I had a date. &amp;nbsp;It was a Birthday date to be exact! &amp;nbsp;Logan had just had his birthday &amp;amp; the big boy's had a "party" to go to on a Saturday night. &amp;nbsp;So we made plans! &amp;nbsp;There is an indoor inflatable place near our house, so off we went! &amp;nbsp;I haven't felt incredibly great for a while. &amp;nbsp;Since August if you want to get technical. &amp;nbsp;(more to come on that...I have some great news!) &amp;nbsp;Anyways, I didn't want our date to be dampened, so I sucked it up &amp;amp; boy did we have a great time! &amp;nbsp;It was close to closing &amp;amp; we had the whole place to ourselves! &amp;nbsp;There are two sides &amp;amp; they are separated by a curtain/partition. &amp;nbsp;Each side has different inflatables. &amp;nbsp;Well, the curtain was opened &amp;amp; Logan could run from one side to the next. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He had a blast!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD-6PbGsFI/AAAAAAAAAno/MlbUgQ9MGrE/s1600-h/276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD-6PbGsFI/AAAAAAAAAno/MlbUgQ9MGrE/s400/276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD-6PbGsFI/AAAAAAAAAno/MlbUgQ9MGrE/s1600-h/276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEJaHqe75I/AAAAAAAAAnw/NT6uCHNo95o/s1600-h/264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEJaHqe75I/AAAAAAAAAnw/NT6uCHNo95o/s400/264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD5H8OaW3I/AAAAAAAAAng/jr3Hiu9mnLI/s1600-h/265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD5H8OaW3I/AAAAAAAAAng/jr3Hiu9mnLI/s400/265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEOTlckoMI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YzH-Dscr7Ss/s1600-h/283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEOTlckoMI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YzH-Dscr7Ss/s400/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEexAYLckI/AAAAAAAAAoA/AfUfAstdTho/s1600-h/303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyEexAYLckI/AAAAAAAAAoA/AfUfAstdTho/s400/303.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We had such a great time &amp;amp; it was one of the best dates I've ever been on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sorry for all the red eye, etc. &amp;nbsp;I didn't edit any of the picture's &amp;amp; I'm not use to having to take red eye out of my children's pics. &amp;nbsp;That's a new one for us brown eyed folks, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i719.photobucket.com/albums/ww200/brookelynella/Untitled-2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-415121057601783601?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/415121057601783601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=415121057601783601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/415121057601783601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/415121057601783601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SyD-6PbGsFI/AAAAAAAAAno/MlbUgQ9MGrE/s72-c/276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4071812008870119544</id><published>2009-12-05T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:27:57.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's SSS! &amp;nbsp;This weeks theme is Sepia or Black &amp;amp; White. &amp;nbsp;I took this picture this Summer of Logan &amp;amp; Brady. &amp;nbsp;We walked 3 houses down to feed the ducks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-but-cute.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;? &amp;nbsp;I love it in Sepia! &amp;nbsp;I looks all Andy Griffin-ish, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxqqSB2AcsI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Xq6TGXExxs0/s1600-h/B+%26+L+Sepia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxqqSB2AcsI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Xq6TGXExxs0/s400/B+%26+L+Sepia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sxqq3uXi0lI/AAAAAAAAAmE/KUqK3doWalI/s1600-h/June+%26+July1+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sxqq3uXi0lI/AAAAAAAAAmE/KUqK3doWalI/s400/June+%26+July1+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now head over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/12/super-snapshot-saturday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; see the other Super Snapshot Saturday posts or to link your own!&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-4071812008870119544?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4071812008870119544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4071812008870119544&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4071812008870119544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4071812008870119544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/super-snapshot-saturday.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxqqSB2AcsI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Xq6TGXExxs0/s72-c/B+%26+L+Sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6829343154101729243</id><published>2009-12-04T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:33:59.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's Friday!  Time to do my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;BFF's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; blog carnival, yay!  So, if you did something embarrassing this week &amp;amp; need to get it off your chest or if you did something amazing &amp;amp; want to brag...this is the thing for you!  Hop over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jeanette's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; join in on the fun.  Also, don't forget that her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AndOnToToday/~3/4Zy2P72cn1E/giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;giveaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; ends tomorrow, so you better hurry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; get all of my Christmas decorations done this week.  I bought the tree on Monday &amp;amp; have the lights on it &amp;amp; in the living room.  The boys &amp;amp; I will decorate it tonight.  The week has just been too busy so tonight will be perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Logan &amp;amp; I went to buy the tree together on Monday afternoon.  I am incredibly short &amp;amp; bought an 8 foot tree.  Our kitchen is quite large, so we always put the tree in its stand in the kitchen.  It allows the branches to settle &amp;amp; I can walk all the way around it to put the light's on.  Then the clean up is a breeze!  I just have to sweep up the needles instead of them being embedded in my carpet.  Anyways...even with my step stool, I couldn't reach the top of the tree.  You kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; to start the lights at the top &amp;amp; I just stood there thinking for a minute.  Then it hit me!  I grabbed the kitchen tongs &amp;amp; bodda bing, bodda bang!  I could reach!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes...Yes I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Last night I had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;beat some sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; talk Jordan out of buying an $80 ring for his girlfriend.  They have only been an item for a few weeks.  He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-thanksgiving.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;just turned 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; I thought it was a little excessive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; tell him that whatever he decided to do...that he would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; ask a girl to give back anything he ever buys for her.  I wanted him to understand that if they break up after Christmas, that he had just blown almost a $100!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; also tell him that I thought he was going to be a great husband. As the lady at the jewelry counter would suggest something, he would inform her that it wasn't big enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;...be still my heart, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; get an awesome blog makeover this week that I am still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; excited about.  So if you like my header, please be sure to take advantage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AndOnToToday/~3/4Zy2P72cn1E/giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jeanette's giveaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.  She will work with you &amp;amp; make one of your choice or she will look at your blog &amp;amp; get ideas &amp;amp; try to surprise you.  It really is a wonderful offer.  And because I know her...if you need any adjustments made to your columns or wrappers, she'll help you with it so the header looks fabulous!  Go sign up now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why are you still here...shoo...go...hurry!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;  &lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-6829343154101729243?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6829343154101729243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6829343154101729243&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6829343154101729243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6829343154101729243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-did-friday.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1893021353442196201</id><published>2009-12-01T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:00:55.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I got a blog makeover! &amp;nbsp;Isn't it fab? &amp;nbsp;I absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; it! &amp;nbsp;I keep looking at it &amp;amp; couldn't wait to show Rick when he got home. &amp;nbsp;He was actually impressed! &amp;nbsp;I have entered giveaway's, I've downloaded kit's &amp;amp; I've dreamed of having a cute blog. &amp;nbsp;I never win anything though =( &amp;nbsp;So how did I get these cute little gingerbread men you ask? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, I have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; friend ever! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; I are so much alike. &amp;nbsp;We think the same, we finish each other's sentences &amp;amp; we like the same things. &amp;nbsp;A few night's ago, we were talking via instant message &amp;amp; we were looking for kits to download for blog backgrounds. &amp;nbsp;So we both were looking &amp;amp; at the same time, fell in love with the gingerbread men! &amp;nbsp;I had mentioned several times that I needed to do something with my blog. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; skills &amp;amp; set out to make my blog look awesome! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I really, really love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;I am very thankful &amp;amp; I'm on a bloggy high! &amp;nbsp;You can get in on the excitement too! &amp;nbsp;How? &amp;nbsp;Easy peasy! &amp;nbsp;All you have to do is visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeanette's blog here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; enter her giveaway. &amp;nbsp;You have to hurry though because it ends on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;You can read all the rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/11/giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;So hop on over &amp;amp; don't miss out on the chance to get a really cute header just in time for Christmas! &amp;nbsp;Good Luck! &amp;nbsp;And...Thankyouthankyouthankyou Jeanette!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1893021353442196201?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1893021353442196201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1893021353442196201&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1893021353442196201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1893021353442196201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-makeover.html' title='Blog Makeover'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8234460780248130446</id><published>2009-11-30T13:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:49:55.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Heartfelt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxQUxbCyd5I/AAAAAAAAAko/qgtIKmntyLM/s1600/Heartfelt+Award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxQUxbCyd5I/AAAAAAAAAko/qgtIKmntyLM/s400/Heartfelt+Award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gosofast.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jennifer at These Days...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromaworkingmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elizabeth at Confessions From a Working Mom&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and &lt;a href="http://coaspb.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tracy at Confessions of a Self Proclaimed Bitch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, gave me this award because I'm special, neener neener! &amp;nbsp;Kidding...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are awesome &amp;amp; too kind. &amp;nbsp;I am very flattered &amp;amp; it definitely put a smile on my face. &amp;nbsp;I apologize to all of you for taking so long to accept it. &amp;nbsp;I remember when I first started blogging &amp;amp; I would read a blog that I read every day &amp;amp; commented on &amp;amp; they would have received an award. &amp;nbsp;I would get antsy &amp;amp; excited to see who they passed it along to &amp;amp; would get bummed because no one ever gave me one. &amp;nbsp;It seriously tickles me that I have received an award! &amp;nbsp;Thanks Ladies, you rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now, the rules...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Display the award on your blog*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Link to the person that gave it to you*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Nominate blogger's that make you feel all warm &amp;amp; fuzzy! (Jenifer &amp;amp; Tracy's said 3, Elizabeth's said 9) so I'm going with 4, ha!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Link to your nominee's blog's*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*And most importantly, don't forget to let them know they have been given the award!*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now...hmm, who to choose? &amp;nbsp;Decisions, decisions! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette at And on to Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://askthegraminator.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keli at Ask the Graminator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://savingapennyonedayatatime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandy at Say What&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingapennyonedayatatime.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thefalkfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsay at Meet the Falkers&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-8234460780248130446?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8234460780248130446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8234460780248130446&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8234460780248130446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8234460780248130446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-heartfelt.html' title='I&apos;m Heartfelt!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxQUxbCyd5I/AAAAAAAAAko/qgtIKmntyLM/s72-c/Heartfelt+Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6042518812892697740</id><published>2009-11-29T12:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:27:22.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellular Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm enjoying my made up meme of cell phone pics...I just love, love, love this one! &amp;nbsp;Logan woke up one morning with his hair doing this flippy thing. &amp;nbsp;Then when I grabbed my phone he added to the hilarity of it all. &amp;nbsp;Is it not funny?!? &amp;nbsp;This child makes me laugh daily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxK8NHqkbeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bFjEOjcJrgo/s1600/157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxK8NHqkbeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bFjEOjcJrgo/s400/157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4083081151818386455-6042518812892697740?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6042518812892697740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6042518812892697740&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6042518812892697740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6042518812892697740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/cellular-sunday_29.html' title='Cellular Sunday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxK8NHqkbeI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bFjEOjcJrgo/s72-c/157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2630507505629240083</id><published>2009-11-28T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:45:20.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;It's Super Snapshot Saturday!  Whoo Hoo!  This week's theme is Thanksgiving.  Don't forget to link up on &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see all the other post's or do your own!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I warned you that I would be using picture's from &lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-pics.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, remember?  Well, here they are...AGAIN, ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxF8l3PHL5I/AAAAAAAAAkI/MpPV5D-O1Q8/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxF8l3PHL5I/AAAAAAAAAkI/MpPV5D-O1Q8/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxF87PtnYrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QfDWhI8c6Jg/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxF87PtnYrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QfDWhI8c6Jg/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4083081151818386455-2630507505629240083?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2630507505629240083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2630507505629240083&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2630507505629240083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2630507505629240083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday_28.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SxF8l3PHL5I/AAAAAAAAAkI/MpPV5D-O1Q8/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1028314789637554218</id><published>2009-11-27T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:08:31.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wednesday night we ate at Rick's grandmother's house for Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I finished my plate of dressing, I had this for dessert, ha! &amp;nbsp;I sat in the floor with this 3 week old sweetness for about an hour. &amp;nbsp;Her name is Kylie &amp;amp; she belongs to Rick's cousin. &amp;nbsp;So sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9ngfH_kiI/AAAAAAAAAig/fUbhMtHXa5U/s1600/me+%26+Kylie+3wks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9ngfH_kiI/AAAAAAAAAig/fUbhMtHXa5U/s400/me+%26+Kylie+3wks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A picture of Rick from last night. &amp;nbsp;Can you see me in the the bottom left? &amp;nbsp;I was hiding so no one else asked for her, ha! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9nn9snxFI/AAAAAAAAAio/L8dHSAoEswk/s1600/Rick+11-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9nn9snxFI/AAAAAAAAAio/L8dHSAoEswk/s400/Rick+11-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Rick &amp;amp; Brady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9nq6m4zcI/AAAAAAAAAiw/XYjOnAGOdjU/s1600/Rick+%26+Brady+11-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9nq6m4zcI/AAAAAAAAAiw/XYjOnAGOdjU/s400/Rick+%26+Brady+11-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here I am before we left today. &amp;nbsp;It was just Jordan, Logan &amp;amp; I. &amp;nbsp;We went to my mom's house &amp;amp; then went to my dad's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oamxDoJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GWujqewGxoM/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oamxDoJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GWujqewGxoM/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Me, my mom &amp;amp; my sister. &amp;nbsp;Try not to focus on the cheek full of ham I had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oamxDoJI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GWujqewGxoM/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oINC7FsI/AAAAAAAAAi4/zC9oD6RJpbo/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oINC7FsI/AAAAAAAAAi4/zC9oD6RJpbo/s400/054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jordan, Logan &amp;amp; I. &amp;nbsp;I honestly don't remember the last picture that was taken of the 3 of us, so I am very thankful for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oRv2I6LI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pbG5jxrxC9M/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9oRv2I6LI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pbG5jxrxC9M/s400/072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My beautiful sister &amp;amp; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9ojPZPPeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/I5LdjZ_tszI/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9ojPZPPeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/I5LdjZ_tszI/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's 3 of my babies. &amp;nbsp;We sure did miss Brady &amp;amp; Rick today. &amp;nbsp;Wish they would have come with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9orsNbyMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/5g-VuzGKUh8/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9orsNbyMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/5g-VuzGKUh8/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Did you have a great Thanksgiving? &amp;nbsp;Have any picture's you want to share? &amp;nbsp;I will probably reuse some of these for my Saturday post on Super Snapshot Saturday. &amp;nbsp;I just wanted to warn you now, ha!&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-1028314789637554218?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1028314789637554218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1028314789637554218&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1028314789637554218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1028314789637554218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-pics.html' title='Thanksgiving pics'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw9ngfH_kiI/AAAAAAAAAig/fUbhMtHXa5U/s72-c/me+%26+Kylie+3wks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8578534750839251195</id><published>2009-11-26T01:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:00:06.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday-Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This year, Thanksgiving has a twist. &amp;nbsp;While everyone is spending their day thinking of what they are thankful for...I'm especially thankful. &amp;nbsp;For what you ask? &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Well&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt; years ago today...I brought this precious blessing home from the hospital. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4MzpRoSRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hcVy6-6KD2U/s1600/Jordan+11-96.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4MzpRoSRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hcVy6-6KD2U/s320/Jordan+11-96.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Talk about busting at the seams with thankfulness. &amp;nbsp;My whole family together, good food &amp;amp; my healthy baby. &amp;nbsp;He was such a good baby. &amp;nbsp;His first night home from the hospital, he slept &lt;b&gt;6 hours!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4M4uCF7_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/hkFzZL3A1o8/s1600/TJ+3-97+4mos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4M4uCF7_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/hkFzZL3A1o8/s400/TJ+3-97+4mos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was such a young mom. &amp;nbsp;I found out I was pregnant with Jordan about a week before my 17th birthday. &amp;nbsp;I got married when I was 5 months pregnant. &amp;nbsp;My little sister was only 3, so my mom wasn't there to bail me out. &amp;nbsp;I had to grow up. &amp;nbsp;He was my pride &amp;amp; joy...&lt;i&gt;he still is. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here he is at 4 months old, March of 1997. &amp;nbsp;Am I totally biased, or was he not the cutest baby?? &amp;nbsp;Look at those dimples!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4NBZsYVCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rLIeZMtN-RM/s1600/TJ+march+97.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4NBZsYVCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/rLIeZMtN-RM/s400/TJ+march+97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here he is in December of 98. &amp;nbsp;He had just turned 2 years old &amp;amp; had only been weaned off the breast for about a month! &amp;nbsp;That's right...he was breast fed for &lt;b&gt;2 years&lt;/b&gt;, ha! &amp;nbsp;I was so young &amp;amp; went to work full time when he was 4 months old. &amp;nbsp;I turned 18 &amp;amp; 24 days later he turned 5 months old. &amp;nbsp;I am very proud of myself for being so young &amp;amp; breastfeeding him for that long. &amp;nbsp;(I'm proud, some say crazy, ha!) &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4NyQBqRbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/meAsd3UeZJM/s1600/TJ+2yrs+12-98.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4NyQBqRbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/meAsd3UeZJM/s400/TJ+2yrs+12-98.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4UtIrLY2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/q7yj3-oooaE/s1600/TJ+2003+1gd+7yrs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4UtIrLY2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/q7yj3-oooaE/s320/TJ+2003+1gd+7yrs.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He was 7 here &amp;amp; in school. &amp;nbsp;It was Fall of 2003. &amp;nbsp;He was the sweetest little boy. &amp;nbsp;I seriously have hardly ever had to get on to him. &amp;nbsp;He has always been so good &amp;amp; polite. &amp;nbsp;He was &amp;amp; still is a momma's boy, but not in a bad way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He's growing up. &amp;nbsp;It is the weirdest emotion I've ever experienced. &amp;nbsp;It makes me happy to see him thrive &amp;amp; grow...I just wish he would slow down. &amp;nbsp;I'll let you see what I mean...Here he is last year on his birthday.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4W7hVFBDI/AAAAAAAAAho/51pDP-V_Fg0/s1600/12-13-08+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4W7hVFBDI/AAAAAAAAAho/51pDP-V_Fg0/s400/12-13-08+078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This was in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XOC9AS7I/AAAAAAAAAh4/tGH74S6HK1w/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XOC9AS7I/AAAAAAAAAh4/tGH74S6HK1w/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then in June...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XV5EnshI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yGmJQKxEl0E/s1600/Jordan+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XV5EnshI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yGmJQKxEl0E/s320/Jordan+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Again in July...just in a month there was a transformation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4Xdh1MXEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Dx1d9faTiio/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4Xdh1MXEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Dx1d9faTiio/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now here is the scary part. &amp;nbsp;Here is my "baby" now. &amp;nbsp;This was taken about 2 weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XnecbkmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mCth8ZevsH8/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4XnecbkmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mCth8ZevsH8/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...he is definitely not a baby anymore. &amp;nbsp;He is growing into a handsome young man. &amp;nbsp;Officially a teenager. &amp;nbsp;He is the light of my life. &amp;nbsp;My best bud. &amp;nbsp;We have grown up together. &amp;nbsp;I have made mistakes &amp;amp; will make many more, but I'm doing the best I can. &amp;nbsp;I hope he grows into a wonderful man. &amp;nbsp;I am so proud of him &amp;amp; love him so much that my heart could just explode. &amp;nbsp;He's a good boy &amp;amp; makes awesome grades. &amp;nbsp;He's in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.betaclub.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jr. Beta Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; at school. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So, this Thanksgiving I am thankful for you Jordan! &amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;for your brother too, but today is your day, ha!&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I love you so much! &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope this post didn't embarrass you to terribly bad. &amp;nbsp;Happy 13th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4083081151818386455-8578534750839251195?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8578534750839251195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8578534750839251195&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8578534750839251195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8578534750839251195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Birthday-Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sw4MzpRoSRI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hcVy6-6KD2U/s72-c/Jordan+11-96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6760183570528331084</id><published>2009-11-25T14:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:54:28.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah-hum-turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Over the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;river&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; interstate &amp;amp; through the woods to Rick's Grandmother's house we go. &amp;nbsp;When I was younger, I use to look forward to the holidays. &amp;nbsp;Then I had to start helping with the holidays as I got older. &amp;nbsp;It started to become stressful. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know what stressful was until I got married. &amp;nbsp;I have divorced parents, so there are 2 trips to make. &amp;nbsp;Throw in a husband whose family is divorced &amp;amp; it makes for one crazy, stress filled couple of days. &amp;nbsp;And to make things a little more hectic? &amp;nbsp;Let's add a dash of your oldest child turning 13 TOMORROW! &amp;nbsp;Oh, and don't forget trying to schedule a trip to the hospital to see my grandmother. &amp;nbsp;Someone please pass the tranquilizers...now. &amp;nbsp;I am really wishing I could go back to feeling the joy I use to feel about the holidays when I was a child. &amp;nbsp;To be carefree &amp;amp; running through the house as guests arrived or going to a family members house &amp;amp; playing with a house full of cousin's. &amp;nbsp;It just doesn't even feel like Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;I wish I could take away the rush &amp;amp; stress of it all. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does anyone else feel this way? &amp;nbsp;I just feel like it should be easier...sigh. &amp;nbsp;I think I'm just getting old, ha! &amp;nbsp;Well, I'm off to get myself &amp;amp; the kiddos ready for dinner with my in-laws. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-6760183570528331084?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6760183570528331084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6760183570528331084&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6760183570528331084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6760183570528331084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/bah-hum-turkey.html' title='Bah-hum-turkey'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2369783849006603158</id><published>2009-11-24T00:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:53:36.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Phases</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know kids go through phases. &amp;nbsp;I especially loathe the picture faces phase. &amp;nbsp;It starts when they are around 3 or 4. &amp;nbsp;You say "Smile" &amp;amp; you get this straining scared smile with neck veins bulging. &amp;nbsp;Then when that one is over, they move on to the bugs bunny face. &amp;nbsp;You know the one...where they dig their 2 front teeth into their bottom lip? &amp;nbsp;Then they don't want their picture taken at all. &amp;nbsp;It is so frustrating.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan is now in the "good luck getting one" phase. &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful for digital camera's. &amp;nbsp;I would pull my hair out &amp;amp; go broke right now with regular film. &amp;nbsp;I love that I can see every picture &amp;amp; decide if another one needs to be taken. &amp;nbsp;Here...I'll let you in on my frustration. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt7ycoTi9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/oYOVJcYm0p0/s1600/Halloween+2009+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt7ycoTi9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/oYOVJcYm0p0/s400/Halloween+2009+026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt76QQ5CHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0qO9sm07ylg/s1600/Halloween+2009+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt76QQ5CHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0qO9sm07ylg/s400/Halloween+2009+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt7ZXY2B3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/aqlV51468-A/s1600/242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt7ZXY2B3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/aqlV51468-A/s400/242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's funny afterwards. &amp;nbsp;It's not funny when we are taking a ton of picture's &amp;amp; he just wants to carry on with what he was doing. &amp;nbsp;He has gotten to where we take so many picture's trying to get one where he looks normal, that he asks every time it flashes if I got it. &amp;nbsp;He gets frustrated at himself! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_TlWRecI/AAAAAAAAAf4/4Pv__CSdkFU/s1600/272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_TlWRecI/AAAAAAAAAf4/4Pv__CSdkFU/s400/272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_dH8B2yI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mb7IyO_iFVM/s1600/273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_dH8B2yI/AAAAAAAAAgA/mb7IyO_iFVM/s400/273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_nagiIBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VX3NZHHpbNE/s1600/300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_nagiIBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VX3NZHHpbNE/s400/300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The most frustrating part for both of us is when it would have been a really good picture. &amp;nbsp;The other night when he &amp;amp; I went on a date, he was getting mad at himself. &amp;nbsp;So I just kept snapping! &amp;nbsp;Some of them are really funny though!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_6H4sfuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8Bo5dRt-1l8/s1600/324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt_6H4sfuI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8Bo5dRt-1l8/s400/324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If he doesn't always 'take' a good picture...he still 'takes' good pictures! &amp;nbsp;I think I have a little photographer on my hands. &amp;nbsp;He loves taking pictures. &amp;nbsp;I think he would walk around with a camera all day if I would let him. &amp;nbsp;He took this one of me when we were out the other night &amp;amp; he was so proud of himself!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwuAC4it6GI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RkRLhSW2E2U/s1600/305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwuAC4it6GI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RkRLhSW2E2U/s400/305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So do you have any funny picture phases that you or your kids have gone through?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2369783849006603158?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2369783849006603158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2369783849006603158&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2369783849006603158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2369783849006603158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/photo-phases.html' title='Photo Phases'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swt7ycoTi9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/oYOVJcYm0p0/s72-c/Halloween+2009+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4383339076481410486</id><published>2009-11-23T00:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:20:04.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan's Birthday &amp; My 50th Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Logan had a great Birthday. &amp;nbsp;Rick couldn't wait until Thursday &amp;amp; wanted to give him his present on Wednesday afternoon. &amp;nbsp;We had bought him a pair of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heelys.com/Pages/Welcome.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heely's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Rick wanted to trick him instead of just giving him the present, ha! &amp;nbsp;He had me put the Heely's in the foyer. &amp;nbsp;Logan was in his room playing with his friend Jake when Rick said "Logan, what have I told you about leaving your shoes in the foyer?" &amp;nbsp;Now, Logan is wearing his shoes when Rick says this, but he took the bait, ha! &amp;nbsp;He comes bouncing down the hallway saying he must have forgotten &amp;amp; down the stairs he went. &amp;nbsp;I was hanging over the edge with my camera &amp;amp; got this when he saw what was sitting by the front door! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoTvnE3jBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8F_snXsOv2U/s1600/220+duplicate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoTvnE3jBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8F_snXsOv2U/s400/220+duplicate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He was so excited &amp;amp; I had to put a good word in with Santa so Jake can get a pair for Christmas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwogSuyPGJI/AAAAAAAAAec/pz9y_rARUEA/s1600/222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwogSuyPGJI/AAAAAAAAAec/pz9y_rARUEA/s400/222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always make a sign for the boys on their birthday. &amp;nbsp;When they get up on the morning of their birthday's, they have a little sign, even if it is only a white sheet of paper with doodles &amp;amp; Happy Birthday. &amp;nbsp;Well, the week had been so bad that I had completely forgotten about it. &amp;nbsp;Logan has the sign from last year hanging above the light switch in his room. &amp;nbsp;It was just a paper sized sign. &amp;nbsp;He asked me when I was tucking him in on Wednesday night where would his sign be in the morning. &amp;nbsp;My heart skipped a beat. &amp;nbsp;I was so glad he said something or he would have been so disappointed. &amp;nbsp;When he went to bed, I went all out! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiGhFGkVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_Bm7dorMhog/s1600/232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiGhFGkVI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_Bm7dorMhog/s400/232.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He was so excited &amp;amp; just loved it! &amp;nbsp;He wanted his picture taken with it. &amp;nbsp;It made me feel so good!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiQZIUg8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Sqv3jlU1mTo/s1600/237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiQZIUg8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/Sqv3jlU1mTo/s400/237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was Thursday night, right before cake. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe how big they have gotten &amp;amp; that my baby is 8.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiYftJebI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fy2stVSTbA4/s1600/245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoiYftJebI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fy2stVSTbA4/s400/245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No matter what happens in life...this little face makes it all better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swoi3KbKRMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/c_qyRVkl8hE/s1600/247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swoi3KbKRMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/c_qyRVkl8hE/s400/247.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4083081151818386455-4383339076481410486?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4383339076481410486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4383339076481410486&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4383339076481410486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4383339076481410486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/logans-birthday.html' title='Logan&apos;s Birthday &amp; My 50th Post!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwoTvnE3jBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8F_snXsOv2U/s72-c/220+duplicate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4381587186268979158</id><published>2009-11-22T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:09:51.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellular Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess you all may be wondering what Cellular Sunday is...I just made it up, ha! &amp;nbsp;I do Super Snapshot Saturday so I thought I would make Sunday easy &amp;amp; about picture's I have too. &amp;nbsp;I love SSS because I have so many picture's that I like &amp;amp; want to share, but I take so many picture's with my cell phone. &amp;nbsp;I know they aren't the best quality &amp;amp; would probably never use them in a blog post when I have picture's from my real camera. &amp;nbsp;I always have my cell phone &amp;amp; don't always have my camera. &amp;nbsp;That of course leaves me with a ton of poor quality, cute picture's that I hold near to my heart! &amp;nbsp;So, I'll start sharing them on Sunday, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phew! &amp;nbsp;That was a long explanation! &amp;nbsp;Now, to the cutest picture evah!! &amp;nbsp;That of course, was taken with my cell phone, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swmla14agrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/DehWG2WWI9M/s1600/105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swmla14agrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/DehWG2WWI9M/s400/105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These were taken over the Summer at my mom's house. &amp;nbsp;My sister had gotten a new cat &amp;amp; she is so sweet &amp;amp; cuddly. &amp;nbsp;Logan has toted, squeezed &amp;amp; aggravated the stew out of that poor kitty. &amp;nbsp;She has really been a good sport. &amp;nbsp;Her name is Bella &amp;amp; Logan walks in the door at their house calling for her!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwmlUnQKrYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/43n62d400WM/s1600/104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwmlUnQKrYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/43n62d400WM/s400/104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As you can imagine, he was so tickled when she fell asleep on him. &amp;nbsp;This is why I love my cell phone! &amp;nbsp;I would have missed this picture&amp;nbsp;opportunity. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any cellular picture's you would like to share? &amp;nbsp;You know you have thought about it too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-4381587186268979158?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4381587186268979158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4381587186268979158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4381587186268979158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4381587186268979158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/cellular-sunday_22.html' title='Cellular Sunday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Swmla14agrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/DehWG2WWI9M/s72-c/105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5708256480716055830</id><published>2009-11-21T14:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:48:42.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Snapshot Saturday&lt;/a&gt;!  Be sure to visit &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see other SSS post's or to link your own.  This week's theme is 'your choice.'  I chose my fur baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;This was Bronx as a puppy.  He was allowed on the couch when he was little.  He couldn't jump up on it or down for that matter.  He loved his stuffed football &amp;amp; this picture is one of my favorites.  I named it "Halftime Nap."  He would snooze while we watched football. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwhLpdETu1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KOlc2GDNmDU/s1600/Halftime+nap.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwhLpdETu1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KOlc2GDNmDU/s400/Halftime+nap.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;This is Bronx now during football.  I'll be in my recliner &amp;amp; he puts both paws up on me.  He doesn't understand why he can't nap in my lap anymore.  He is just so heavy!  He looks sad, but he sleeps just fine at my feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwhOBxtRAMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/161BkD4euss/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwhOBxtRAMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/161BkD4euss/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Hope everyone has a good weekend =0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5708256480716055830?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5708256480716055830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5708256480716055830&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5708256480716055830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5708256480716055830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday_21.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwhLpdETu1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/KOlc2GDNmDU/s72-c/Halftime+nap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4960751852975942568</id><published>2009-11-20T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:53:11.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; at ~And On to Today~ hosts 'Yes I did' Friday.  Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; see what other's did this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; have a crappy week that only went from bad to worse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;have to pick my mother up from K-Mart on Monday night after I got a call from Loss Prevention.  She passed out at the register.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; almost have a heart attack.  She is ok by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I had an appointment on Tuesday with my gastro doctor.  I had made my calls to tell everyone what was said.  Jordan had called me several times &amp;amp; so had the hubby.  I was on the phone with Jeanette &amp;amp; my other line beeped over &amp;amp; over again.  It was the home number.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; think it was Jordan again &amp;amp; refused to answer.  It was the Hubs calling about my Grandmother...sigh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; feel like crap for not clicking over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; have a CT Scan done yesterday.  I had to have an IV for the contrast &amp;amp; my arm looks so awful that I took picture's just in case I want to blog about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, really, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; celebrate my baby's 8th birthday yesterday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I went to the hospital after we sang Happy Birthday last night &amp;amp; the candles had been blown out.  I got home pretty late &amp;amp; this morning the week had caught up with me &amp;amp; I slept a few minutes late.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yes I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; have to check Logan in.  He was only late by about 5 minutes.  When the school secretary asked why we were late, Logan told her it was because his Dad had let him stay up really late partying because it was his birthday!  It was so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don't forget to hop over to J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;eanette's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;...have I mentioned she is my BFF?  I love her lot's &amp;amp; did this post just for her.  I couldn't let her down. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I haven't been online today.  After the week I have had I'm tired anyways, but I was running fever this morning &amp;amp; couldn't stay awake for anything.  Rick was off today &amp;amp; I wasn't even responding when he would say my name loudly.  I finally woke up about 1:45.  I know several of you are worried about my Grandmother &amp;amp; me.  I will be seeing a surgeon on Monday &amp;amp; they ordered an additional test for Tuesday.  I have an infection &amp;amp; my lab work came back a little concerning.  My Grandmother is still in CICU.  She has pneumonia in her right lung &amp;amp; her kidneys still aren't producing the output that they should be.  Her heart is enlarged &amp;amp; still has fluid on it.  Her O2, blood pressure &amp;amp; heart rate are all very low.  She was alert, but now she is very confused &amp;amp; talking really crazy.  They won't give her anything for pain except for Advil or Tylenol because of her kidney's so she is in a good bit of pain.  They mentioned a ventilator last night &amp;amp; I am praying so very hard it doesn't come to that.  I appreciate everyone's concern, thoughts &amp;amp; prayer's.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart.       &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-4960751852975942568?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4960751852975942568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4960751852975942568&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4960751852975942568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4960751852975942568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-did-friday_20.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3316968701634571222</id><published>2009-11-19T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:32:05.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Logan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eight years ago today, my second child came into this world at 7:25p.m. &amp;amp; weighing in at 6lbs 15oz.  He was 20 inches long &amp;amp; made my heart grow by 20 miles.  Seven days later, his big brother turned 5 &amp;amp; thought he had the coolest birthday present ever! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVB0vSXOnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aX9DdVjYaSE/s1600/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B59+PM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405799302030637682" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVB0vSXOnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aX9DdVjYaSE/s400/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B59+PM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 275px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jordan was so proud of his little brother...Logan was in awe of Jordan.  Here they are in August of 02'.  Jordan was almost 6 &amp;amp; Logan was 9 months old.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVB0TnmanI/AAAAAAAAAck/ky14CnV-y3A/s1600/11-18-2009+7%3B24%3B15+PM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405799294603520626" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVB0TnmanI/AAAAAAAAAck/ky14CnV-y3A/s400/11-18-2009+7%3B24%3B15+PM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 378px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just ♥ this one!  His smile is so sweet!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBe-VD6RI/AAAAAAAAAcc/raggE0_gVX4/s1600/11-18-2009+7%3B24%3B08+PM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405798928111364370" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBe-VD6RI/AAAAAAAAAcc/raggE0_gVX4/s400/11-18-2009+7%3B24%3B08+PM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 378px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was taken 1 week after Logan turned 1 &amp;amp; the day before Jordan was turning 6.  It melts my heart every time I look at it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBelwBxvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/6BIdfyz5UF4/s1600/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B47+PM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405798921513584370" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBelwBxvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/6BIdfyz5UF4/s400/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B47+PM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 319px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was fall of 2007. &amp;nbsp;He was almost 6. &amp;nbsp;I just love the snaggle toothed look, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-zSl-FI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dS_81p8nZPk/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405795076857526354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-zSl-FI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dS_81p8nZPk/s400/IMG_0101.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was Spring of 2008. &amp;nbsp;His 2nd year of baseball.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBeP9bvwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OfOlaxsLwxQ/s1600/2008_0426ShanasFuji0309.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405798915664232194" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBeP9bvwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OfOlaxsLwxQ/s400/2008_0426ShanasFuji0309.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And this little stunt about did me in. &amp;nbsp;Logan has been one of those kid's that can tear up asphalt. &amp;nbsp;He had stitches on his forehead twice in the same month when he was 2 1/2. &amp;nbsp;He thought it was cool that he could see his skull. &amp;nbsp;Boys! &amp;nbsp;He broke his arm on the playground at school in Kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;He only had 2 games left to play with the Cubs &amp;amp; had made&amp;nbsp;All Stars. &amp;nbsp;That all got put on hold! &amp;nbsp;He started the Summer off with a cast.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBdmdlcII/AAAAAAAAAb8/mQ7iOq8HPng/s1600/2008_0610ShanasFuji0294.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405798904524796034" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVBdmdlcII/AAAAAAAAAb8/mQ7iOq8HPng/s400/2008_0610ShanasFuji0294.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was Logan &amp;amp; I in September. &amp;nbsp;Being silly at one of Brady's football games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-siMa5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/WBc_oVJh22g/s1600/Football+09+120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405795075043912594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-siMa5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/WBc_oVJh22g/s400/Football+09+120.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And this was Halloween of this year...without the mask, ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-cKW9ZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Z5X5ysQmkm0/s1600/Halloween+2009+028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405795070648972690" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-cKW9ZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Z5X5ysQmkm0/s400/Halloween+2009+028.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my big boy...my 2nd grader, the 8 year old. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-E-g3yI/AAAAAAAAAbc/S2sAHe2Z-bg/s1600/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B18+PM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405795064425275170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU9-E-g3yI/AAAAAAAAAbc/S2sAHe2Z-bg/s400/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B18+PM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 318px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU99g-WecI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NJvxdWVw0mU/s1600/019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405795054760917442" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwU99g-WecI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NJvxdWVw0mU/s400/019.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I took this picture this past weekend at the park. &amp;nbsp;I knew it would be our last trip to the park where he was 7. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time flies so fast. &amp;nbsp;I really am so shocked at how quickly your babies grow up. &amp;nbsp;I love my boy's more &amp;amp; more with each day &amp;amp; I wish I could slow them down! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Lil' Man!! &amp;nbsp;Momma loves you more than you will ever know. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-3316968701634571222?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3316968701634571222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3316968701634571222&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3316968701634571222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3316968701634571222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-logan.html' title='Happy Birthday Logan'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwVB0vSXOnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/aX9DdVjYaSE/s72-c/11-18-2009+7%3B23%3B59+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4412319205088825557</id><published>2009-11-18T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:28:01.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days...</title><content type='html'>I'm a little late getting a post up today, but I'm trying.  It has been one of those day's.  It has been a really long week so far.  I will have an awesome post up tomorrow though so be sure to check back in!  Tomorrow is a special day =0)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some of you are aware of the medical problems I have been having since August.  I have been put through the ringer as far as tests are concerned.  I saw the Gastroenterologist again yesterday &amp;amp; I have another CT scan with contrast scheduled for in the morning.  I had more lab work done yesterday &amp;amp; I was running fever.  I finally, praise the Lord, have an appointment with a surgeon on Monday.  Hopefully my gallbladder &amp;amp; I will be getting divorced very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a favor to ask all of you.  Will you pray?  My grandmother, my dad's mom, Carolyn, was admitted to the hospital on Friday.  She has congestive heart failure.  Things took a turn for the worse yesterday afternoon &amp;amp; she is now in cardiovascular intensive care.  She has lot's of fluid on her heart.  Her blood pressure is staying around 60/30 &amp;amp; her heart beat is very irregular.  Her kidney's are trying to shut down &amp;amp; her oxygen levels are staying low.  She was very disoriented today &amp;amp; it is so sad.  I got to spend an entire hour with her last night all by myself.  The nurse's in the CICU were awesome.  I was there for 2 hours total &amp;amp; I was only suppose to visit for 30 minutes.  God bless those sweet nurses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...I'm off to get my post for tomorrow ready.  Thanks in advance for the thoughts &amp;amp; prayers...you guys are awesome!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4412319205088825557?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4412319205088825557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4412319205088825557&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4412319205088825557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4412319205088825557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7368327817370876837</id><published>2009-11-16T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:04:09.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for Preemies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial; line-height: normal; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloggersunite.org/event/fight-for-preemies"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bloggersunite.org/image/resource/badge/f42ec4855cfefeff0a57cfd0dacd2b4a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;November 17th is dedicated to raising awareness of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; the crisis of premature birth. The March of Dimes invites bloggers like us to get involved.  I joined the Blogger's Unite Fight for Preemies.  Learn about premature birth at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" title="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" title="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 14px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;More than half a million babies are born too early each year. Premature birth is the number one killer of newborns. Those premature babies who do survive are often disabled for life.  The March of Dimes is leading the fight to defeat prematurity with a multiyear, multimillion-dollar national campaign to help the nation reduce the rate of premature births.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 14px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKT_cRQfTyc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKT_cRQfTyc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" title="http://marchofdimes.com/fightforpreemies" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have personally been affected by 3 premature births in my own life.  Two of which were very close family friends, and the other was in my family.  I fought to carry Logan to full term &amp;amp; took medicine every day to keep from having contractions.  I had been told that there was a high chance that he would have Down's Syndrome or Spina Bifida, yet my only concern was that his lung's were mature enough for him to take his first breath.  I thank God that I gave birth to 2 healthy boy's.  There is nothing more heart wrenching than standing in the NICU staring at a child that is smaller than your own hand.  Or when someone you love should be making memories of the day they bring their baby home for the first time, but instead they are preparing for heart monitor's &amp;amp; oxygen tanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial; font-size: large; line-height: 18px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Will you join me in fighting for preemies &amp;amp; raise awareness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7368327817370876837?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7368327817370876837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7368327817370876837&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7368327817370876837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7368327817370876837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/fight-for-preemies.html' title='Fight for Preemies'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8357311460713227727</id><published>2009-11-16T09:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:59:30.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today is my Daddy's birthday.  He has been my rock.  Always loving, never judgmental, always there to pick me up &amp;amp; dust me off.  I have let him down so many times...leaving him hurt &amp;amp; sad.  God knew what he was doing when He chose my earthly father.  He feels like he has let me down &amp;amp; like he wasn't always there for me growing up.  I wish I could take that guilt away from him just like he use to kiss away my scraped knees.  He is so funny &amp;amp; loving.  He loves the Lord &amp;amp; cherishes his grand kids.  I have been down a few wrong paths in my life &amp;amp; God knew I would need a strong man to be my Dad, with a big heart &amp;amp; the qualities of a Warrior.  I hope I'm making you proud.  Happy Birthday Dad...I love you! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Father's Day 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4M4zaM0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/NGFDz6jxRLo/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4M4zaM0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/NGFDz6jxRLo/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404733190623081282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holding Jordan for the very first time (March of 97)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4MqJcPDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Dy8Ry4UrSmw/s1600/11-16-2009+9%3B53%3B01+AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4MqJcPDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Dy8Ry4UrSmw/s400/11-16-2009+9%3B53%3B01+AM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404733186688957490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4Mcg_dDI/AAAAAAAAAas/Uyd5YfYUC74/s1600/11-16-2009+9%3B51%3B12+AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4Mcg_dDI/AAAAAAAAAas/Uyd5YfYUC74/s400/11-16-2009+9%3B51%3B12+AM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404733183029638194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-8357311460713227727?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8357311460713227727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8357311460713227727&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8357311460713227727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8357311460713227727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwF4M4zaM0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/NGFDz6jxRLo/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-9107707237417225696</id><published>2009-11-15T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:20:14.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellular Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was taken from a cell phone almost a year ago.  It's my nephew, Gage.  He has gone completely blind.  Last Christmas he could still tell you what color the Christmas lights were on my stair railing, but not the stairs.  He can't see anything anymore.  Know what he can see??  How big our God is.  This little boy loves the Lord!  He waits all week for Sunday.  He get's so excited about going to church.  He can't see everyone's reaction when he talks loudly in the middle of service.  He also isn't embarrassed to sing loudly &amp;amp; praise the Lord!  I admire his ability to be so carefree.  He was almost 6 the last time he saw well enough to see other's use a judgmental eye.  It makes your heart swell watching this little boy talk about Jesus.  He may not be able to see his favorite cartoon or toy...but he can see the one thing that matters more than anything...his faith in Jesus Christ.  This is a picture of him clapping with the choir.  I never thought I would thank God for cell phones...this was one exception.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwCJKfrMgOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HRpl2BMFWQo/s1600-h/Gage+at+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwCJKfrMgOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HRpl2BMFWQo/s400/Gage+at+church.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404470366238965986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-9107707237417225696?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/9107707237417225696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=9107707237417225696&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/9107707237417225696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/9107707237417225696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/cellular-sunday.html' title='Cellular Sunday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SwCJKfrMgOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HRpl2BMFWQo/s72-c/Gage+at+church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-6539853541257783828</id><published>2009-11-14T21:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:25:03.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt; hosts Super Snapshot Saturday.  It has been a looong day so I'm a little late, but better late than never.  This week's theme is funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is of Jordan last Christmas.  He took the air packaging out of the boxes that were being delivered &amp;amp; well...you can see what he did.  It was so funny &amp;amp; he stopped long enough for me to snap a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sv-APn4VQZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXQjxxRNMTw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sv-APn4VQZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXQjxxRNMTw/s400/Christmas+2008+100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404179083759534482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one of Logan I have already blogged, but come on...it is just to funny, ha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sv-APJWp19I/AAAAAAAAAaA/82ynWs-Awxk/s1600-h/June+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sv-APJWp19I/AAAAAAAAAaA/82ynWs-Awxk/s400/June+2009+035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404179075565213650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; see other funny picture's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-6539853541257783828?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/6539853541257783828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=6539853541257783828&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6539853541257783828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/6539853541257783828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday_14.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sv-APn4VQZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/OXQjxxRNMTw/s72-c/Christmas+2008+100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3386734285481730819</id><published>2009-11-13T06:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:57:04.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" line-height: normal;  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well kid's...it's Friday!  Oh Friday, how do I love thee?  Let me count thy ways.  Not really.  I don't work so Friday is just another day, ha!  It just means everyone will be home with me for 2 days making messes...sigh.  It does however mean that I get to participate in my friend &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette's&lt;/a&gt; blog carnival, &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;'Yes I did' Friday&lt;/a&gt;.  Score!                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Did you drop a piece of toast, butter side down &amp;amp; feed it to your family anyways?  Need to confess?  Did you help Maw Maw cross the street?  Want to brag about it?  Well, this is your lucky day!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Fire Marshal tweeted that he &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to have the newest Call of Duty game for the PS3.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tweet this back to him.  "Aww, that's cute. Him's wants a wittle video game so him's can pway wif him's fwiends. **don't shoot me**NO sleep, remember** =0)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;To explain the no sleep thing is a whole post in itself.  Monday night I could not go to sleep.  My side was hurting &amp;amp; I refused to sleep in the recliner.  I tossed &amp;amp; turned &amp;amp; then the Marshal woke up about 2:30 a.m.  We laughed &amp;amp; talked until 4.  Then he started snoring.  Jordan would be up at 5, so I laid there listening to the rain.  Everyone expected me to crash when the house was empty at 6:30.  Nope...I still could not sleep.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; stay awake until bedtime that night.  I was in rare form &amp;amp; thought I was funny, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No sleep sparked an awkward conversation with Logan that morning.  He was in one of those moods where you are &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; sorry you ever woke them up.  I hate putting him on the bus when he is mad.  So standing in the foyer he growled &amp;amp; said...I can't believe I'm blogging this..."Oh Fart Butter."  Now, where he came up with that one, I will never know.  Kids say the funniest things, right?  Well, I wanted him to cheer up so I took the conversation to the next level.  I then asked him if fart butter was what was produced when you cut the cheese.  I will spare you the comments about &lt;s&gt;cutting the cheese &amp;amp; churning fart butter&lt;/s&gt; the rest of it.  He laughed all the way out the door!  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; just share this with all of you.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes...Yes I did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-size:medium;"&gt;I think I'll end on that note.  Nothing can top fart butter, ha!  Don't forget to link up with other's over on &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette's blog&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4083081151818386455-3386734285481730819?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3386734285481730819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3386734285481730819&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3386734285481730819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3386734285481730819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-did-friday_13.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5889224455744686635</id><published>2009-11-12T08:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:20:44.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it only Thursday??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvwW7e4v_FI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YeUvPk0HEU0/s1600-h/Maxine+out+of+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvwW7e4v_FI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YeUvPk0HEU0/s400/Maxine+out+of+bed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403218864096934994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it Friday yet?  Goodness gracious this week has gone so slow!  I'm ready for it to be over already =0)  Having the Fire Marshal &amp;amp; the boys home on a Wednesday really messed with my head.  I think the dog is even confused, ha!  I slept late this morning.  Have you ever been having a crazy dream &amp;amp; the sound of the alarm clock plays into said dream?  Well, it was one of those mornings.  It makes the whole day seem weird when you don't start it as you normally would.  I'm really going to be messed up Saturday morning.  Last night felt like a Sunday night.  Which means Saturday is going to feel like a Wednesday.  Are you confused yet?  Good, so am I!  Who is ready for Friday??  I sure am!  Ya know what else is awesome about Friday's?  &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;'Yes I Did' Friday&lt;/a&gt;, hosted by my BFF, &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;!  Do you have your post ready yet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5889224455744686635?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5889224455744686635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5889224455744686635&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5889224455744686635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5889224455744686635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-it-only-thursday.html' title='Is it only Thursday??'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvwW7e4v_FI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/YeUvPk0HEU0/s72-c/Maxine+out+of+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4560968416844603702</id><published>2009-11-11T13:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:09:37.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day...God Bless America</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because of You, Unknown Soldier&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Courtney Tanabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Because of you, I am here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Because of you, I am able to live freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet I do not know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;And I have not done anything for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;But there you stand, ready to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;And there you are prepared to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;For me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;You've fought before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;And you'll fight again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;For someone you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;So thank you Unknown Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Fighting for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm here because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;And I owe my future to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Enough said.  Have you prayed for our troops today??  I am proud to be an American.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4560968416844603702?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4560968416844603702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4560968416844603702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4560968416844603702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4560968416844603702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-daygod-bless-america.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day...God Bless America'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1953677492003297644</id><published>2009-11-10T06:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T06:56:34.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine, Mine, Mine!</title><content type='html'>An observation I made the other day about myself has really made me laugh.  I have given it much thought &amp;amp; wondered just how many other mom's do the same thing.  We teach our children to share.  I know personally I use to get irritated when one of my boy's would snatch something from the other's hand &amp;amp; scream &lt;b&gt;"Mine!!"&lt;/b&gt;  I know you know what I'm talking about, ha!  It's the statement itself that gets to me.  It sounds so greedy &amp;amp; nasty.  Yet, I say it all the time.  It just rolls off my tongue.  I shoot it out like gunfire I tell ya!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I actually heard myself say it the other day, I stopped to think about just how much I say it.  It is apparently hereditary because my mother use to scream it at me as well.  Don't shake your heads or roll your eyes...&lt;i&gt;I know you are!&lt;/i&gt;  Gasping &amp;amp; thinking I should be ashamed of myself!  It just happens &amp;amp; I'm sure you have done it too if you think really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times have you told your kids to get off of the kitchen counter?  Get your hands off the walls?  Don't get that on the carpet?  Get your feet off of the couch?  Numerous times...right?  Too many to count?  Yeah, me too.  It becomes repetitive.  It comes out lightning fast &amp;amp; reflex like.  I know it doesn't even take much thought for me any more, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; think about how you say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; say it..."Get your tail off of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; counter", "Get your feet off &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; couch", "Don't run your hand's down &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; wall's", "If you get that on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; carpet, so help me!!"  Do you see the pattern?  It's &lt;b&gt;mine&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all mine!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Muahahaha!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are guilty of it too aren't you?  It's alright, you can admit it.  Your secret is safe with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1953677492003297644?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1953677492003297644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1953677492003297644&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1953677492003297644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1953677492003297644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/mine-mine-mine.html' title='Mine, Mine, Mine!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4147572757751499707</id><published>2009-11-09T18:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:36:58.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, forget?  Never!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I totally bombed today &amp;amp; forgot to post.  Don't judge me.  It could happen to anyone.  I'm a work in progress, what can I say?  Since I made a commitment to make 30 posts in 30 days I kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;  to post something.  So here it is...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;, ha!  So, back to your regular scheduled programming.  I'll do a "real' post tomorrow.  How was everyone's weekend??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4147572757751499707?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4147572757751499707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4147572757751499707&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4147572757751499707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4147572757751499707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-forget-never.html' title='Me, forget?  Never!!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3487524375534553789</id><published>2009-11-08T02:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:37:10.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Halloween, Logan was super excited.  The past several years, he has not gone trick or treating.  I think he was 4 the last time he went.  He went to Disney World for Halloween in 2006 &amp;amp; attended a huge Disney costume party with lots of candy to be had.  The next year, 2007,  we went to the carnival at the church.  It's a huge ordeal with hundreds of people.  The kids play cool games &amp;amp; win candy.  Last year, 2008,  we made a deal with the boy's to stay home.  We bought a ton of candy &amp;amp; a video game the boy's had been begging for.  They were allowed to take over the living room with the big screen tv to play their game &amp;amp; eat all of their favorite candy.  I would have spent an arm &amp;amp; a leg on costumes &amp;amp; then had to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;walk...walk...walk!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  This was a much better way to spend the night in my opinion.  No checking candy or worrying about whose door my babies were knocking on.  It was &lt;i&gt;awesome!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year things were a little different.  The Fire Marshal had to work at the church event due to a firework show.  He had to watch them set up &amp;amp; fire them.  Brady went to the bio-mom's for a Halloween party &amp;amp; Jordan had plans too.  So it was just Logan.  He couldn't wait for it to get dark!  He sat &amp;amp; watched tv in his mask!  So funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaG6XfI0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/WuCEfG0mVXQ/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaG6XfI0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/WuCEfG0mVXQ/s400/Halloween+2009+001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401463140382614338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wanted to be a skeleton &amp;amp; every skeleton costume I found was for toddlers.  I found this shirt &amp;amp; he loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaGtQ_H3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/dw-Wvr2jVE8/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaGtQ_H3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/dw-Wvr2jVE8/s400/Halloween+2009+006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401463136865689458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan &amp;amp; Logan before we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaGQsbOVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ozo4YtftU88/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaGQsbOVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ozo4YtftU88/s400/Halloween+2009+014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401463129196149074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dropped Jordan off &amp;amp; headed to my mom's house.  The houses in our neighborhood are pretty spread out so I took Logan to her neighborhood.  My sister, the bee &amp;amp; her friend, the referee were about to leave for a party.  She is only 3 years older than Jordan so she was really my first baby.  I had a come apart about what she was wearing.  I couldn't believe my parents were letting her leave the house in this.  She is the reason my hair has turned gray.  I tell her all of the time that she is going to be the death of me!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY_Z_PWoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/IJIgB3-GHMo/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY_Z_PWoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/IJIgB3-GHMo/s400/Halloween+2009+015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401461911920269954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this better...I was really upset.  I remember singing "I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee" with her &amp;amp; all I could think was my baby bumblebee was about to go out in public looking like &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahhh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...my heart is skipping beats just thinking about it.  Anyone know of any good convents??  &lt;b&gt;Email Me ASAP! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY_Leq1sI/AAAAAAAAAZM/zGyqXgmnm5c/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY_Leq1sI/AAAAAAAAAZM/zGyqXgmnm5c/s400/Halloween+2009+017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401461908025562818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so back to Logan!  He loved his shirt &amp;amp; I bought this mask that wasn't too scary.  I don't do scary!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY-3xG6bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/raFU4F37pgU/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY-3xG6bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/raFU4F37pgU/s400/Halloween+2009+023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401461902734191026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was so nervous!  He made me walk to every door &amp;amp; say "trick or treat" with him.  He had the cutest nervous giggle.  He kept telling me that it had been a while since he had done this!  His bag finally got so heavy that he announced, "Alright mom...I think they've all been robbed.  We can go now!"  He also mentioned that he had really racked up!  He &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; did...I wish I would have taken a picture of all the candy that boy had.  I was shocked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is me &amp;amp; my little skeleton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY-rKzsHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dpTg-yYXV54/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXY-rKzsHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dpTg-yYXV54/s400/Halloween+2009+025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401461899352322162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone had a safe &amp;amp; happy Halloween.  I really enjoyed the alone time with my little guy.  Now bring on the turkey!  &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; My other baby will be 13 on Thanksgiving day!  I'm not ready for that...&lt;i&gt;ugh&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-3487524375534553789?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3487524375534553789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3487524375534553789&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3487524375534553789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3487524375534553789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXaG6XfI0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/WuCEfG0mVXQ/s72-c/Halloween+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4961721725341350418</id><published>2009-11-07T14:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:06:48.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; host's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Super Snapshot Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; so that we can share some of our favorite picture's stored in our computer.  This week's theme was a picture of our choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This picture is from March 2008.  We only get about an inch of snow a year here in Alabama.  When we do, I try to have fun with the boys.  This is Logan just as he was about to bomb me with a snowball!  Of course I could be heard for miles screaming "MY CAMERA!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXSWz-b55I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YLUN-HCDtak/s1600-h/2008_0426ShanasFuji0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXSWz-b55I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YLUN-HCDtak/s400/2008_0426ShanasFuji0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401454617451816850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This picture is of the boy's on the same day.  Like my redneck snowman?  I love the cheeks that I made him, ha!  I smile every time I see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXSWQ0Ak0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/BSoPmf2jvqc/s1600-h/2008_0426ShanasFuji0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXSWQ0Ak0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/BSoPmf2jvqc/s400/2008_0426ShanasFuji0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401454608012841794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you have a favorite picture that you want to share?  Hop over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &amp;amp; link up with other's =0) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4961721725341350418?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4961721725341350418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4961721725341350418&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4961721725341350418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4961721725341350418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-snapshot-saturday.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SvXSWz-b55I/AAAAAAAAAYs/YLUN-HCDtak/s72-c/2008_0426ShanasFuji0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4197052768390126085</id><published>2009-11-06T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:02:26.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's that time again...Friday!  My friend, &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;, hosts 'Yes I Did' Friday.  Hop over to &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to see other's who really need to confess things that happened during the week.  It's not only for confessing though...you can also tell about something nice you did that made you feel all warm &amp;amp; fuzzy &amp;amp; you just have to tell someone about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week when I went to wake Logan up for school, he looked so sweet!  He was all warm &amp;amp; cozy &amp;amp; I just couldn't bring myself to wake him up.  The boys get on the bus at 6:30 every morning so I decided to take him to school so he could sleep an extra hour.  The older boys decided to go ahead &amp;amp; ride the bus.  Logan was so tickled to be a car rider that morning!  I felt accomplished &amp;amp; proud...Until my niceness backfired on me. For the first time &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;, I slept late the whole rest of the week &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to take them all to school...oh yes, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes I did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;laugh uncontrollably Monday night at Karate because while Logan was getting nun chuck instructions, he told his Sensei that he just needed to let him freestyle.  The child is not lacking in confidence!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night Logan said a serial killer is someone that kills the maker of cereal.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; let him think that because I didn't have the heart to tell him any different, ha!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; forget &amp;amp; post Thursdays post with an October date.  I totally forgot that I had it in my draft's since the last week in October.  Since I'm doing the NaBloPoMo that might have caused a problem, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last, but not least...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tell an older gentlemen that he was so cute he got me flustered &amp;amp; I forgot where I was!  I was at the hospital &amp;amp; I had been waiting on an elevator for ever &amp;amp; when one finally opened...there stood this man.  I hopped on &amp;amp; pushed the button.  The doors opened.  I pushed the button again...the doors opened.  He said "Honey, you are going to have to get on the other elevator, that's the floor we are on!"  It was a screwy system &amp;amp; I got so &lt;s&gt;embarrassed&lt;/s&gt; tickled that I told him it was because he was so cute I got all messed up!  His whole face turned red, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, now it's your turn!  Don't forget to link up &amp;amp; read the other 'Yes I did' posts on &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette's blog&lt;/a&gt; =0)    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-4197052768390126085?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/4197052768390126085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=4197052768390126085&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4197052768390126085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/4197052768390126085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-did-friday.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5012633365769510314</id><published>2009-11-05T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:31:26.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Oozing Awesomeness  (11/5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHJUo_ob-jU/SukVpFM9fbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cM_JQXakjX0/s1600/bestblog_award.jpg" alt="[bestblog_award.jpg]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ventivixen.com/"&gt;Venti Vixen&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.ventivixen.com/"&gt;"A Starbucks A Day Keeps Life at Bay"&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://thatmakessensetome.com/wordpress/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://thatmakessensetome.com/wordpress/"&gt;"That Makes Sense to Me"&lt;/a&gt; presented me with this award.  I am fighting the urge to make a Kanye West joke here, but I'll save you from hearing yet &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; one, ha!  Thanks from the bottom of my little blogging heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The rules state that I get to pass this along to 15 other newly discovered blogs that I love.  Should any of you choose to accept this mission…post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you’ve newly discovered. Remember to contact the blogger to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Drum roll please...This is my favorite part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Verdana;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel at "Emily Makes Three"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Verdana;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette at "~And On To Today~"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ejnc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tara at "Party of Six"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tandtintexas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristin at "Trials and Tribulations"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Verdana;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gosofast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer at "These Days..."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confessionsfromaworkingmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elizabeth at "Confession's From A Working Mom"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefalkfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lindsay at "Meet the Falker's"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quadruplelutz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin at "Quadruple Lutz"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amisanecdotes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ami at "Ami's Anecdotes &amp;amp; Amusements"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://conlonclan-justjay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jaime at "ConlonClan"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen at "I Love You to Pieces"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karmen at "Dancing in the Rain"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommyto3blessings.com/"&gt;Jennifer at "Mommy to 3 Blessings"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mylifewithcrazyboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;"My Life With Crazy Boy's"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alabamaslackermama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robin at "Alabama Slacker Mama"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Have fun ladies!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5012633365769510314?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5012633365769510314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5012633365769510314&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5012633365769510314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5012633365769510314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-oozing-awesomeness-115.html' title='I&apos;m Oozing Awesomeness  (11/5)'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHJUo_ob-jU/SukVpFM9fbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cM_JQXakjX0/s72-c/bestblog_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5083966003893587973</id><published>2009-11-04T00:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:03:23.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Day of School  (11/4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Logan recently had his 50th day at school.  I still can't believe he is in the 2nd grade &amp;amp; will be turning 8 this month...&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;.  I'm enjoying things like this while I can.  He looked so cute!  He already had a pair of Converse, so they worked great &amp;amp; made the outfit.  We are of course in 2009 &amp;amp; do not own a pair of jeans without cargo pocket's, but they did just fine, rolled up of course!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9V_LGbfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b8_4_3v2bRs/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9V_LGbfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b8_4_3v2bRs/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546395022388722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this picture.  His hair slicked back &amp;amp; it was 6a.m. so he had that sleepy cuteness working for him, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9Vm6iz6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/65EI2eVYLJQ/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9Vm6iz6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/65EI2eVYLJQ/s400/026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546388510494626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have oodles of temporary tattoo's stuffed in every nook 'n cranny in the house.  Anytime the boy's get one that is even remotely girly, it gets given to me.  I had this one saved &amp;amp; after a little resistance he agreed that it would look good.  I don't know what screamed female about flaming cherries, but he wasn't buying it at first!  I guess fruit isn't manly!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9VB_b_UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7YW3pitd8Lc/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9VB_b_UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7YW3pitd8Lc/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398546378598907202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have the cutest leather jacket that looked so good...he wasn't having it though.  It was not worth a fight!  He had a great day &amp;amp; came home talking about how everyone &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; his tattoo.  &lt;i&gt;Hmm&lt;/i&gt;...imagine that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5083966003893587973?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5083966003893587973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5083966003893587973&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5083966003893587973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5083966003893587973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/50th-day-of-school-114.html' title='50th Day of School  (11/4)'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sut9V_LGbfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b8_4_3v2bRs/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1257957013512275531</id><published>2009-11-03T06:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:20:49.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20+ Questions  (11/3)</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://gosofast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://gosofast.blogspot.com/"&gt;'These Days'&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a getting to know me, meme.  So here goes nothing!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. Name someone with the same birthday as you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A friend of mine in high school was born on the same day, of the same year at the same hospital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your first kiss?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;First pop-kiss was in Kindergarten under the slide with a boy named Corey.  My first real kiss was in 8th grade outside the choir room with a boy named Jeff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes, when I was a kid.  It was serious so I'm not admitting my guilt any further, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes.  Bobby C. in Elementary school, 4th grade I think.  Gave him a black eye.  He has never let me forget it.  Also, in high school, Eric W. on the bus.  Gave him a shiner as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's the first thing you notice about the preferred sex? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Smile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What really turns you off? (that was originally on, but I changed it up so it would stay PG in here)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you order at Starbucks? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm boring &amp;amp; just go with a mocha latte or cappuccino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your biggest mistake?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I don't consider a mistake, as a mistake if you learned from it.  I would have to say just regular mommy guilt stuff.  I wish I wouldn't have been so up tight when Jordan was little.  I spent too much time worrying &amp;amp; didn't realize just how quick they grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Say something totally random about yourself.  &lt;i&gt;I can't sleep unless a pillow is between my knees.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Yes, 3 actually.  Punky Brewster.  'Six' off of the TV show Blossom.  And Shania Twain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you still watch kiddie movies or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; shows?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Absotively Posolutely!  Now, which cartoon character says that??  If you can tell me that, you are as crazy as I am, ha!  I set the DVR to record Princess Protection Program &amp;amp; the Wizards of Waverly Place Movie...for myself, not the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you have braces?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you comfortable with your height?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yeah.  I like being short.  I'm 5'2, but that's if I stand really straight, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you?  &lt;i&gt;Just last weekend when the hubs said "Honey, I folded the towels &amp;amp; unloaded the dishwasher"...once I regained consciousness, I was all "That was the nicest thing EVAH!"  =0) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When do you know its love?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When that person makes you want to be a better person.  And as a woman, when they make you feel beautiful just the way that you are...all of the little flaws that you don't like about yourself just go away because he makes you feel so good about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you speak any other languages?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I took French in school &amp;amp; I remember some of that.  Some self taught Spanish &amp;amp; I just recently learned some Japanese. (Some = Very little)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever been to a tanning salon?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh yes, ahhh...the warmth &amp;amp; silence is pure bliss.  Me time with no kids, no phone, no cares.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What magazines do you read?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cosmopolitan &amp;amp; Glamour come in the mail for me thanks to the Fire Marshal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever ridden in a limo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Negative.  It's just another car if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Has anyone you were really close to passed away?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you watch MTV?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I haven't in a while actually.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's something that really annoys you?  &lt;i&gt;Just 1?  Wow...smacking, stupidity, tapping, stupidity, refusing to put dirt laundry in the basket...I have plenty more, but I'll stop there before I annoy you *grins*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's something you really like?  &lt;i&gt;Sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like Michael Jackson?  &lt;i&gt;As an artist, yes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Can you dance?  &lt;i&gt;I guess, I don't like to though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the latest you have ever stayed up?  &lt;i&gt;Holy cow...96 hours.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?  &lt;i&gt;Not by ambulance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you actually read these when other people fill them out?  &lt;i&gt;Nah, I just see if they tagged me &amp;amp; then read their answers when I copy &amp;amp; paste.  OF COURSE I READ THEM!!  I'm nosy like that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;31. Tag 5 people! &lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karmen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mommyto3blessings.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://adventuresindiapering.blogspot.com/"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresindiapering.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" ;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Don't forget to tag five people &amp;amp; let them know about it, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1257957013512275531?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1257957013512275531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1257957013512275531&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1257957013512275531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1257957013512275531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-questions-113.html' title='20+ Questions  (11/3)'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2073091708223261230</id><published>2009-11-02T01:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:49:29.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Bandz!  (11/2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;**Update! &amp;nbsp;If you like the Silly Bandz, check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatchinfo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pop Watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm selling them &amp;amp; you can check out my website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://popwatchinfo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The fad.  The "in" thing.  The cool item that you just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; to have or you would go down in history as the laughing stock of the school.  All the other parent's were buying them, you know, because they loved &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; kids.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~~~The infamous bracelets~~~ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We had friendship, jelly, jelly-glitter filled.  There were braided, woven &amp;amp; twisted.  The thin bangles &amp;amp; the slap bracelets.  Chunky &amp;amp; studded.  Charm &amp;amp; beaded.  The list goes on &amp;amp; on.  They were popular!  Just like leg warmers &amp;amp; parachute pants.  Jelly shoes &amp;amp; big hair.  Am I showing my age? Ahem, you get the point, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; The hot item with kids right now are &lt;a href="http://sillybandz.com/"&gt;Silly Bandz&lt;/a&gt;.  What is a silly band, you ask?  Well, they are over priced, silicone bands.  Animal shaped rubber bands, if you ask me.  They come in shapes.  Animal shapes like pets, zoo animals, sea creatures &amp;amp; dinosaurs.  You wear them as bracelets &amp;amp; collect or trade them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutrz66Sa9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/7Aeicq7pscs/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutr0XTUa9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/83lFjZ2eOFk/s400/006.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutr0FrFajI/AAAAAAAAAW0/azuhlZ0ZqSw/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went in 5 stores.  FIVE.  Everyone was sold out.  Finally, the fifth store I went in to, was ordering some that afternoon.  So I waited.  Two days later, I went in all happy with a little pep in my step.  I knew the shipment was coming in...there would be an endless selection &amp;amp; my kids would think I was awesome!!  Right?  It was almost a disaster.  The store had ordered 400 packs of these &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; fantastic little things &amp;amp; there were 10 packs left.  I &lt;s&gt;snatched like a mad woman with rabies&lt;/s&gt; made my selection &amp;amp; was very pleased with myself.  I couldn't wait for the boys to get home!  They would love me forever &amp;amp; tell all of their friends that I was way cooler than their mom.  Neener-Neener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was very cool for buying them, but Jordan is too cool for me to take his picture...so here's his arm instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutr1IlzvkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/IVik4-KLGo0/s400/019.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Logan on the other hand, &lt;i&gt;no pun intended&lt;/i&gt;, is so cool ice cubes are jealous, ha!&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutr0iv9B1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/bjG-iemsCWo/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2073091708223261230?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2073091708223261230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2073091708223261230&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2073091708223261230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2073091708223261230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/silly-bandz-112.html' title='Silly Bandz!  (11/2)'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Sutrz66Sa9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/7Aeicq7pscs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8225515931817761004</id><published>2009-11-01T13:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:30:45.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NaBloPoMo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Su3uuy79taI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-RX1weeazAE/s400/nablo+long.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399234016001766818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's November 1st and I just joined &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt;.  No, I didn't sneeze...&lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt; is National Blog Posting Month.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;, I have joined her in her pledge to do 30 posts in 30 days...yes, I realize what that means thankyouverymuch!  It will definitely be a commitment, but I'm up for the challenge.  There is no telling what I will blog about on those desperate days where I have no muse.  I may do "Toilet Scrubbing Tuesday's" or "What's that Smell Wednesday's"...what?  A blogger has to do, &lt;i&gt;what a blogger has to do!   &lt;/i&gt;So...are you up for it?  Are you a real &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; blogger?  Can you handle the pressure?  Can you smell what the blogger's are posting??  Huh?  Sorry, got a little carried away there.  Whew, now I'm thinking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dwayne_Johnson"&gt;The Rock&lt;/a&gt;...where was I?  Oh, yeah, so hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; join in on the posting fun...ya know, if you can handle it =0)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-8225515931817761004?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8225515931817761004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8225515931817761004&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8225515931817761004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8225515931817761004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/11/nablopomo.html' title='NaBloPoMo'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Su3uuy79taI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-RX1weeazAE/s72-c/nablo+long.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2790248851057915760</id><published>2009-10-30T15:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:27:37.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"Emily Makes Three"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;, host's Super Snapshot Saturday.  It's a way for us to show off some of our favorite picture's!  This weeks theme is "Holiday's."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;This picture is from Easter 2007.  It's not a very good picture because it was taken by my cell phone.  We were at Rick's grandmother's house.  It was a very difficult time &amp;amp; this is a reminder that we had each other &amp;amp; we were all thankful.  All in about a 2 week time span, we lost our home to a tornado (yes, we were home!!) &amp;amp; lost Rick's grandfather.  The 5 of us &amp;amp; our dog were living in the downstairs of my mothers house.  Rick &amp;amp; I were sleeping on a double bed.  Brady was sleeping on a couch.  Jordan &amp;amp; Logan were sleeping in the floor.  We were there from March 2nd until June 21st.  The boys had to transfer schools &amp;amp; all 3 were playing ball.  I am so thankful that we had each other.  It was a trying time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SutVF12sEfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VOIhw0bk0q0/s400/Family+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On a lighter note...I took this picture of Logan last Christmas.  I laugh every time I see it!  He is making the funniest face &amp;amp; I snapped it when the nose blinked.  It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; funny!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SutVFzLVrKI/AAAAAAAAAWU/pf8lZ_qLoe0/s400/Christmas+2008+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Don't forget to hop over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; to see other's sharing their favorite holiday picture's or link up &amp;amp; share your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2790248851057915760?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2790248851057915760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2790248851057915760&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2790248851057915760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2790248851057915760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_30.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SutVF12sEfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VOIhw0bk0q0/s72-c/Family+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-2807557016321680209</id><published>2009-10-30T00:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:02:51.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blog3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you do something this week &amp;amp; want to "toot your own horn"?  Did you kick a Cheerio under the couch to avoid picking it up?  My friend &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt; host's 'Yes I did' Friday, for all of your back patting &amp;amp; confessing needs.  Join in on the fun over on her blog, &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;"And On to Today."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; go an entire week without sweeping my kitchen floor.  I was &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; disgusted when I realized this on Sunday night.  &lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;, I didn't take picture's of the pile I swept up so I could blog it...just how disgusting do you think I am!?!  Don't answer that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; take the garbage to the curb on Monday sans bra.  &lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;, I didn't take picture's, gah...you people, I swear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; leave the pan I cooked dinner in on Tuesday night, on the stove until Thursday...because the dishwasher was &lt;b&gt;clean&lt;/b&gt;, ha!  &lt;i&gt;What?&lt;/i&gt;  It had a lid on it!  Again, NO pictures.  Geez Louise =0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; get a karate lesson on Monday night.  I was supposed to just be helping for a minute &amp;amp; got reeled in to a complete class.  So I can completely kick your butt now.  &lt;b&gt;HI-YAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tell my husband &amp;amp; mother that I had an appointment next week with some kind of a doctor that sounded like philanthropist because I couldn't remember the name, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; start this post on Sunday night so it would be ready for Friday.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have a good time doing it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, don't forget to link up over at &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette's&lt;/a&gt;, for more Yes I did, Friday fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-2807557016321680209?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/2807557016321680209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=2807557016321680209&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2807557016321680209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/2807557016321680209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday_30.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1125278811576826577</id><published>2009-10-26T12:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:08:29.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nutter Butter Cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wax paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;White Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mini Chocolate Chips (or I used Monster Mash Dots)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXgI2KHvyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Kv-3Aa_jBXs/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The next part is &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; crucial or your cookies will be a disaster...You must find a very cute helper!!  &lt;i&gt;I'm just sayin'! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXgJSwEnaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/U62QveixiRc/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXgJSwEnaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/U62QveixiRc/s400/036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396966178730319266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once said helper is &lt;s&gt;begging&lt;/s&gt; ready &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;hungry&lt;/s&gt; willing, put cookies on wax paper &amp;amp; melt your chocolate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQyeEqLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-EYy6ZrDjNo/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQyeEqLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-EYy6ZrDjNo/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396965207992215730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can completely coat your cookies in the chocolate or you can do the kid friendly version as I did &amp;amp; just cover the tops.  (Burning &lt;s&gt;mr.Icandoit's&lt;/s&gt; the cute helpers little finger's is not how I roll) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQoUJt8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/9JbznY9FJBI/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQoUJt8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/9JbznY9FJBI/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396965205266249666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next, put on the eye's.  We used these cute decorating dots.  You can use mini chocolate chips or I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; going to use cookie icing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQPqoc2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/cKCJEfbo7tw/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfQPqoc2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/cKCJEfbo7tw/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396965198649652066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then they will look like this!  Of course my helper is all boy so we had to add "blood."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfPsluccI/AAAAAAAAAVc/w_JcubDIo_o/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfPsluccI/AAAAAAAAAVc/w_JcubDIo_o/s400/053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396965189233832386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, the next part is completely optional.  The handy-dandy helper wasn't so sure he was going to enjoy the white chocolate, so we made milk chocolate ghosts too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfPAGT0PI/AAAAAAAAAVU/92KQ-Y3UuIE/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXfPAGT0PI/AAAAAAAAAVU/92KQ-Y3UuIE/s400/056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396965177290903794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then, wa-la, finished product with happy helper!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXg08TlcXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/svNrM44IEzM/s400/055.JPG" /&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/4083081151818386455-1125278811576826577?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1125278811576826577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1125278811576826577&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1125278811576826577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1125278811576826577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghost-cookies.html' title='Ghost Cookies'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuXgI2KHvyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Kv-3Aa_jBXs/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7220742628516596769</id><published>2009-10-24T01:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:58:57.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_23.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's Saturday!  No alarm clock.  Kids giggling to the sound of Saturday morning cartoons.  Football all day.  Man, what could be better?  Sharing your favorite pictures, that's what!  Hop on over to my friend &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_23.html"&gt;Angel's blog&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; join in on &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_23.html"&gt;Super Snapshot Saturday&lt;/a&gt;!  This week's theme is Kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This picture was taken in 2007 &amp;amp; I just love it!  It was Logan's first year of baseball.  That was a crazy year!  As you can see, all 3 of the boys were on different teams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuKidaLxqSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/VuWvQbB32CM/s400/Boys+2007+Baseball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In this one, I love how instead of putting his hand on his knee, Jordan wrapped his arm around his little brother.  Just glancing at it, no one really notices where his right hand is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuKjj7qgVVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/m-tlYOywhiQ/s400/TJ+%26+CL+Baseball+2007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now it's your turn!  Find one of your favorite picture's &amp;amp; don't forget to link up over at &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel's&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7220742628516596769?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7220742628516596769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7220742628516596769&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7220742628516596769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7220742628516596769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_24.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SuKidaLxqSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/VuWvQbB32CM/s72-c/Boys+2007+Baseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7575870519303485981</id><published>2009-10-23T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:02:20.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Yes I Did' Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday_22.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blognewjean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;It's Friday, Woo Hoo!  Did you do something this week that you are proud of &amp;amp; want to acknowledge it?  Were you a lazy bum who didn't do laundry all week &amp;amp; want to admit it?  Write your own 'Yes I Did' post &amp;amp; link up with other's over at my friend &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday_22.html"&gt;Janette's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;wait until the last minute to do my Friday post, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.  I know, I know...I've got to get better organized!  It's hard to come up with something when your week is boring, but I'm trying so bear with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; use either the microwave or the oven all week to feed my family.  Never once did I turn the stove on.  Shut Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; buy my children over priced, animal shaped, rubber band bracelets.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; take pictures so I can blog about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; pay my water bill, get my tag renewed &amp;amp; go in a specialty boutique (for the animal bracelets) all in less than 30 minutes.  Yes, my town is that small!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; finally talk to my doctor's office.  No I didn't get any answers.  The &lt;s&gt;idiot&lt;/s&gt; nurse that I talked to didn't know if he needed to wind his butt or scratch his watch.  He called me at 7p.m. to tell me that the doctor wanted to see me next week.  As he was hanging up, I asked him about my test results.  The response...brace yourself..."Uhh, what test?"  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; want to slap the man.  I proceeded to tell him that I had 8 vials of blood drawn.  The response, "You did?  When?"  &lt;i&gt;Sigh&lt;/i&gt;...a month ago.  "Oh, here it is."  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have to write everything he said down &amp;amp; google it because he openly admitted that he, and I quote, had no idea what any of it meant.  &lt;i&gt;Double sigh.  &lt;/i&gt;He goes to hang up once again &amp;amp; I asked him if he had the other test result's.  You guessed it, he asked "What tests?"  Long story short, I don't know any more than I did before he called.  I have an appointment this week &amp;amp; hopefully it will shed some light on all of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Well, that's my 'Yes I did's"...don't forget to visit &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday_22.html"&gt;Janette's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see all of the other yes I did posts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7575870519303485981?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7575870519303485981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7575870519303485981&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7575870519303485981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7575870519303485981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday_23.html' title='&apos;Yes I Did&apos; Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-8957901583645549174</id><published>2009-10-19T15:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:53:46.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Crackers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an awesome recipe that I wanted to share.  October is fire safety month so there are a lot of station tours &amp;amp; school trips for the Fire Marshal.  This also means that the holiday's seasonal goodies get off to a good start for the firemen.  Lot's of station tours mean lots of sweet Kindergarten teachers &amp;amp; mom's that come bearing all kinds of deliciousness!  This also means my collection of recipe's grow because the Fire Marshal comes home and wants me to make them!  I made Spicy Crackers this weekend &amp;amp; honestly, my hips will never be the same.  I'm so very glad that they are almost gone!  I had to experiment a little, so I tried a few sleeve's of Ritz cracker's &amp;amp; that has been my downfall, ha!  So, without further ado...here they are =0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You need saltine crackers (or Ritz if you're brave)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 1/2 cups of Canola oil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 pkg of Hidden Valley Ranch dry mix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 tbls of Crushed Red Pepper (not ground)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR14LRQuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Sp123VhlSNk/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stand your crackers on end.  I used a Rubbermaid Take-Along from Wal-Mart.  You don't want to put them in there extremely tight, just to where there isn't any wiggling room between them.  About medium tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR2d7J-zI/AAAAAAAAAUA/lFwormWvgiE/s400/015.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394417187358898994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mix the oil, pepper &amp;amp; ranch mix together with a whisk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR2_t8jRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/AjyMtdGUTyI/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;While whisking, pour mixture evenly over the crackers.  It's important to whisk while pouring to prevent settling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR3UAIcqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/b3TPUWclfCQ/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Place the lid on &amp;amp; let sit for 10 minutes.  Then flip the container over for 10 minutes.  Do this in 10 to 15 minute intervals until the oil isn't pooling up in the bottom of the container.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR312OdtI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Pg6TdCCv4wM/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YUM!  The Ritz are awesome!  Their buttery taste with the spices is unbelievable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzSgA3UbWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/d3Tdbkx7P5g/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I served these with summer sausage &amp;amp; cheese, just cheese &amp;amp; tonight with chili.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzSgnler9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/TdzxCpfaHfU/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The crackers remain crisp &amp;amp; never get soggy.  They have a nice little kick to them, so if you don't want them as spicy add less pepper.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-8957901583645549174?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/8957901583645549174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=8957901583645549174&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8957901583645549174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/8957901583645549174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/spicy-crackers.html' title='Spicy Crackers'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StzR14LRQuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Sp123VhlSNk/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7700971120300873498</id><published>2009-10-17T12:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:07:04.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Snapshot Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_sssbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's Saturday!!  A day to sleep in, watch football &amp;amp; munch on snacks all day!  As if that wasn't good enough, my friend &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt; host's &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_17.html"&gt;Super Snapshot Saturday&lt;/a&gt;!  Us blogger's take picture's of everything!  I know my computer is full of picture's that I wish I could share &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt; has given us the opportunity to do that.  So hop on over to her &lt;a href="http://emilymakes3.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday_17.html"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; link up with all of the other's that are sharing their favorite pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weeks theme is black &amp;amp; white.  This is a picture of my sister, Jessica.  She is 16 now, but in this picture she was about 13 or 14.  It is one of my favorite pictures!  I hope you think it's as beautiful as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StoHJd3dm0I/AAAAAAAAATw/Ug9rt56LIqM/s400/jess+b%26w.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 262px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393631362947062594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7700971120300873498?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7700971120300873498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7700971120300873498&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7700971120300873498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7700971120300873498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-snapshot-saturday.html' title='Super Snapshot Saturday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/StoHJd3dm0I/AAAAAAAAATw/Ug9rt56LIqM/s72-c/jess+b%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-7679371793385932337</id><published>2009-10-16T23:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:50:15.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Did, Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://app1.sellersourcebook.com/users/7244/dsp_blognewjean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good friend &amp;amp; partner in crime, &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette&lt;/a&gt;, hosts 'Yes I Did!' Friday every week.  Pop on over to her blog &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, to see everyones confessions...good &amp;amp; bad!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; wait until Saturday to post my Friday confessions.  I'm smarter than the average bear &amp;amp; would never wait until midnight Friday night to remember that I had not done my post...ok, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; stay mad at myself all day.  I forgot to make my picks on one of my football websites.  I am still mad about it!  I was in 2nd place in the league &amp;amp; dropped to 8th... EIGHTH!  I'm still bitter, can you tell? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; eat lunch with a few blogging friends on Sunday &amp;amp; ran my mouth for 5 straight hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, I was a glutton for punishment &amp;amp; allowed a man I had never met, to shove needles into my hand...oh, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, OUCH!  Then I knowingly allowed someone to inject me with radioactive isotopes...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes I did&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; secretly hope I would turn in to Spidey Shana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on Wednesday, I had a 4 hour wait to get my bone scan done.  So I went to eat lunch with the Fire Marshal.  I ate breakfast for lunch &amp;amp; was absolutely stuffed.  I even tweeted a picture of the menu so I could make every one's mouth water!  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, I did!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you do anything that you want to get off of your chest?  Anything that you are proud of &amp;amp; want to announce?  Well, don't forget to grab &lt;a href="http://andontotoday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeanette's&lt;/a&gt; banner &amp;amp; get in on the fun next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-7679371793385932337?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/7679371793385932337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=7679371793385932337&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7679371793385932337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/7679371793385932337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-i-did-friday.html' title='Yes I Did, Friday'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-5853922415534910174</id><published>2009-10-14T22:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:38:39.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A three hour tour...</title><content type='html'>Alright, so it wasn't a three hour tour, but I was more nervous than Gilligan around Ginger.  Do you remember when I told you about my bloggy lunch date &lt;a href="http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-excited.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?  Well, this past Sunday, I met &lt;a href="http://whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karmen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; at a local Mexican restaurant.  &lt;a href="http://alline10786.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alline&lt;/a&gt; planned on coming with us, but she had family activities planned on that day.  I have talked to these girls so much on the computer, that we felt like we knew each other.  It was still very nerve racking to walk into a place, alone, looking for people you have only seen pictures of!   &lt;a href="http://www.whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karmen&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; are twins, so my game plan was to look for the two pretty girls that looked alike, ha!  Luckily, we have shared enough pictures that I knew them from across the restaurant!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my head, I thought there would be a lot of awkward silences &amp;amp; giggles.  Chips &amp;amp; salsa would occupy us &amp;amp; keep us from fidgeting.  We would make small talk, eat &amp;amp; leave.  An hour, tops!  Right? Well...there was &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; awkward anything.  Definitely &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; silence &amp;amp; there wasn't a whole lot of chips eaten either!  I am proud to announce that the first ETM™ (eatin' tweetin' meetin') was a &lt;b&gt;HUGE &lt;/b&gt;success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laughed &amp;amp; talked for 5 hours.  &lt;b&gt;F-I-V-E!&lt;/b&gt;  We talked about kids &amp;amp; husbands.  Weddings &amp;amp; family.  Church &amp;amp; football.  Food &amp;amp; work.  Ok, we talked about everything imaginable!  It was the most fun I have had in a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; long time.  It was good for my soul &amp;amp; it refreshed me.  I felt like a new woman!  I can't wait to do it again!  Alline &amp;amp; Katie's sister, Brandy, will be with us next time &amp;amp; we have made no promises about how long it may or may not last, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Stal4aNuRjI/AAAAAAAAATo/Eq5ZdfjLU2k/s400/Lunch+at+Chicos.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392679992350885426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(L to R)  Me, Kristen, Karmen &amp;amp; Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 11, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ETM™&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-5853922415534910174?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/5853922415534910174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=5853922415534910174&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5853922415534910174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/5853922415534910174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-hour-tour.html' title='A three hour tour...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/Stal4aNuRjI/AAAAAAAAATo/Eq5ZdfjLU2k/s72-c/Lunch+at+Chicos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3877928271500684208</id><published>2009-10-08T22:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:25:48.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://itmaybeacrazylifebutitisourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt; over at "&lt;a href="http://itmaybeacrazylifebutitisourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;It may be a crazy life, but it's our life&lt;/a&gt;."  She tagged me to list 7 things about myself that you probably don't know.  You can read Tina's post &lt;a href="http://itmaybeacrazylifebutitisourlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/tagyou-are-it.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, where she listed her 7 things!  She's a pretty cool chick =0)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's my 7 things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;  I love to vacuum.  Vacuuming myself out of a room &amp;amp; then admiring the floor just makes me a happy woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  &lt;/b&gt;I remember everything.  Things I want to &amp;amp; a lot that I don't.  It's a double edged sword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  &lt;/b&gt;I love fantasy football.  I have several NFL leagues &amp;amp; 2 college leagues.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.  &lt;/b&gt;I'm not very girly, but secretly wish I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.  &lt;/b&gt;I quit smoking cold turkey in April 2009 after smoking for 15 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.  &lt;/b&gt;I am addicted to Dr. Pepper.  When I notice I only have 1 left I start worrying about how &amp;amp; when I'll get more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.  &lt;/b&gt;I know some Braille.  I was teaching myself &amp;amp; I need to pick it back up.  My nephew has gone completely blind in the last year &amp;amp; I wanted to learn for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am supposed to tag 7 friends, but everyone I thought of has already been tagged...So I'm putting a different little spin on things. If you are reading this &amp;amp; you have never done the 7 things before, like me!  Then leave your 7 things about yourself in my comments section or leave me a comment letting me know that you did a post listing them.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-3877928271500684208?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3877928271500684208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3877928271500684208&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3877928271500684208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3877928271500684208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-3683433796290336316</id><published>2009-10-06T21:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:24:58.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to let you know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;**I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://itmaybeacrazylifebutitisourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://itmaybeacrazylifebutitisourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;"It May Be A Crazy Life, But It's Our Life"&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; I haven't forgotten.  I will do it in the morning!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, my outing that was planned for Sunday, the one I blogged about, got cancelled.  Hopefully, this Sunday we will be able to have lunch.  &lt;a href="http://alline10786.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allie's&lt;/a&gt; daughter was running a low grade temp.  &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen's&lt;/a&gt; nephew was in the hospital Saturday night &amp;amp; she was up all night.(he is better by the way, thank goodness!  He is precious!)  &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's&lt;/a&gt; fiance was flying back to Iraq &amp;amp; it got postponed.  All in all, it just wasn't a good day!  My boys were sick &amp;amp; Logan had taken me on a pretty good guilt trip about leaving him!  I am still looking forward to meeting up with all of them.  &lt;a href="http://alline10786.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allie's&lt;/a&gt; birthday is tomorrow (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!) &amp;amp; I can't wait to hear about &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's&lt;/a&gt; engagement &amp;amp; see her ring!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long week so far &amp;amp; it's not even half way over yet.  Jordan checked out of school on Friday with a fever &amp;amp; croup.  I swear the child was communicating with Bronx all weekend.  Just his breathing sounded like barking...his coughing was barkapalooza.  I hooked him up to the nebulizer &amp;amp; that didn't even seem to help.  I felt so bad for him.  He missed school yesterday, but he was able to go today.  He is an awesome student &amp;amp; was worried sick about his make up work.  This morning, his facebook status was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Going 2 School :) God is Good! Feels so great not to be sick!"&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was a proud momma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I sent him back to bed yesterday morning, Logan met me in the hallway hysterical.  His head was hurting so badly &amp;amp; he was burning up.  I took his temp &amp;amp; it was 101.  So, I had both of them at home sick.  Luckily, Brady hasn't gotten it.  Logan didn't go to school today either.  His fever went up to 102.  He has been fever free today though &amp;amp; I am happy to report that he will be attending class tomorrow!  Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So that is what has been going on around here...how have things been with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4083081151818386455-3683433796290336316?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/3683433796290336316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=3683433796290336316&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3683433796290336316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/3683433796290336316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Just to let you know...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-1225577168488629409</id><published>2009-10-03T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:11:46.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So excited...</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; excited about tomorrow!  I am meeting four of my bloggy/twitter friends for the first time!  I feel like I know them so well, but we haven't met IRL yet.  I don't do anything for myself, ever.  It's not mommy guilt, I just can't seem to bring myself to spend time &amp;amp; money on me, when I can spend it on my kids.  I got my hair cut in January, it was the first time in &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 years&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!  When I get Christmas money even, I spend it on the boys.  So tomorrow will be good for me in many ways.  I'm a little nervous, but in a good way!  We are meeting at a Mexican restaurant near my house &amp;amp; I love it there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karmen&lt;/a&gt; first.  She is from &lt;a href="http://whynotdancewithus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dancing In the Rain&lt;/a&gt;.  She started following me when she saw me on a mutual friends blog.  Then I visited her twin sister &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen's&lt;/a&gt; blog.  She is over at &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Love You to Pieces&lt;/a&gt;.  Then the three of us started Twittering together &amp;amp; became friends on Facebook.  Karmen &amp;amp; I figured out that we went to the same school, we were just a few years apart.  I also went to school with her husband.  One day, &lt;a href="http://iloveyoutopieces.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt; introduced everyone to her friend, &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;.  She had just started a blog, &lt;a href="http://myheartalwaysburns.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Heart Will Always Burn For You&lt;/a&gt;.  Her boyfriend was being deployed to Iraq &amp;amp; I found out that she lived very close to me.  I can't imagine how tough it is for her with him being gone for a year.  My heart ached for her &amp;amp; we became bloggy/twitter/facebook friends too!  Then on twitter one night Karmen &amp;amp; Kristen mentioned their cousin, &lt;a href="http://alline10786.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alline&lt;/a&gt;.  We mostly talk on twitter &amp;amp; facebook, but she does occasionally blog over at &lt;a href="http://alline10786.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alline's Life.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I originally mentioned to Katie that we should meet for lunch one day since we lived so close together &amp;amp; we both frequent the Mexican place near our houses.  Then Kristen got all stingy &amp;amp; was like "Katie was my friend first."  Kidding...kidding!  We all decided to go together &amp;amp; Kristen emailed everyone for their schedules.  I was joking one day on twitter &amp;amp; called the lunch date an "eatin' tweetin' meetin'" &amp;amp; it stuck!  So tomorrow we are finally having our "ETM" &amp;amp; I can't wait to meet you girls!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will take pictures tomorrow so I can blog about our ETM...ya know, like the cool bloggers do, ha!  Also, last week Katie got engaged!!  Joseph came home from Iraq for a short visit.  I can't wait to see her beautiful ring &amp;amp; hear all about the proposal!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083081151818386455-1225577168488629409?l=ephesians6-11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/feeds/1225577168488629409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4083081151818386455&amp;postID=1225577168488629409&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1225577168488629409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083081151818386455/posts/default/1225577168488629409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ephesians6-11.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-excited.html' title='So excited...'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877134514662452431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/THx0GAxhUJI/AAAAAAAABfs/C2AUp2EUtTk/S220/047.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083081151818386455.post-4906203080119005512</id><published>2009-08-27T12:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:18:50.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm being bullied...</title><content type='html'>It's time to face the facts.  Get my head out of the clouds &amp;amp; just accept it.  Maybe I'm not alone, I'm sure there have been others.  &lt;i&gt;Maybe?&lt;/i&gt;  Oh the horror...admitting it is the first step, &lt;i&gt;right?&lt;/i&gt;  Well, here goes nothing.  For those of you that are faint hearted or squeamish, turn back now...this could get &lt;b&gt;ugly&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;i&gt;Ahem&lt;/i&gt;, "Hi, my name is Shana &amp;amp; I am the mother of a bully."  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GASP!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  I know, it's horrible! That's not even the worst part though.  I'm not only the mother...I'm a victim &amp;amp; it's time to take a stand.  I've been pushed around long enough!  Always being bullied into doing things I would rather not do.  My house will &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; be the same again.  He just took it as his own &amp;amp; it's time to reclaim what is mine.  That's right people...I will not take it any more!  I am Momma...hear me &lt;b&gt;ROAR&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;cough, hack, ahem&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, before you go sending me letters &amp;amp; emails &amp;amp; smoke signals &amp;amp; sky writing that you have my back...let me just tell you what we are up against.  I don't think you are as tough as the competition.  Although, I admire your courage.  You see, I've been getting pushed around by the toughest of bullies.  The kind that befriend you first.  The kind that will look you in your eyes in the most adoring ways &amp;amp; get you right where they want you.  The kind that will have you eating out of the palms of their hands &amp;amp; you never be on to their little devious plan.  The kind that...oh, sorry, I guess I got carried away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I don't just have a bully. You know like one of these bullies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                 &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SpbNHWUOi2I/AAAAAAAAAQw/t3WKkGwzuck/s320/bullys.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 192px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374708731446463330" /&gt;  one could only be so lucky.  At least I could just take my beating, run home &amp;amp; be safe.  But &lt;i&gt;NOOO&lt;/i&gt;...I have to live with mine.  Never a break, never a moment of peace...&lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;.  What's a woman to do??  Let me just show you who we are dealing with.  First, I'll show you how I got reeled in.  The sly little fox...tsk, tsk.  I should have known better.  If only I had heeded the warnings.  Why must I always learn things the hard way??  **Again, I warn you, turn back now if you are pregnant or have a heart condition**  Ok, consider yourself warned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SpbUK-CfNdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HJFdCb1Nqoc/s200/2008_0426ShanasFuji0067.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374716490230478290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, sure, he looks innocent enough.  I hear your giggles.  Go ahead, laugh.  That is how he got me too.  You people...I thought you were my friends.  No, really...you can stop laughing now.  I'll wait.&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rW2nj0Gy1Io/SpbSrPOtpHI/AAAAAAAAARA/XMXdLslCiLs/s200/2008_0426ShanasFuji0338.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_I
