<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178</id><updated>2010-01-07T09:42:51.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Beyond Imagination</title><subtitle type='html'>The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.    Proverbs 14:1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4615410758330056808</id><published>2010-01-06T12:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:02:59.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Wordful Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Christmas Eve 2009 ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423685969191430434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0TNpy7s6SI/AAAAAAAACOg/0RjPrPMxxLU/s320/PC240326.JPG" /&gt;"Praise Him with trumpet sound;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise Him with harp and lyre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise Him with timbrel and dancing;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise Him with stringed instruments and pipe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise Him with loud cymbals;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise Him with resounding cymbals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise the Lord!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 150:3-6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-4615410758330056808?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4615410758330056808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4615410758330056808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4615410758330056808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4615410758330056808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordful-wednesday.html' title='Wordful Wednesday'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0TNpy7s6SI/AAAAAAAACOg/0RjPrPMxxLU/s72-c/PC240326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-8016259300764740405</id><published>2010-01-05T13:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:13:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Womans Daybook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0OGXGi1CXI/AAAAAAAACOQ/CrgHl3LZ1eU/s1600-h/SimpleWomansDaybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423326107736017266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0OGXGi1CXI/AAAAAAAACOQ/CrgHl3LZ1eU/s320/SimpleWomansDaybook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Today, Tuesday, January 5, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... Chilly, Sunny, Blue Skies, Breezy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...about my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...The deep love of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...Fresh bread last night, Applesauce Cake today, Stir-fry for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...Blue sweat pants and a grey thermal top, I'm sooooo cold (Florida blooded) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering…That I wanted to plant peas in my garden,...wondering if it's too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going…to the gym tonight for the first time in 3 weeks!!!!  Tomorrow should be achy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...Becoming a Woman God Can Use (a Bible Study I'm starting with my BF, Kim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...That my sweet Hubbaliciousness has a great day at work today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind…Sewing projects, house cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...a bunch of Valentines Aprons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...A gentle breeze against the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that…my fingers are cold and having a hard time typing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...Christmas decorations are put away, laundry and floors need to be done today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...My heating blanket!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Scripture thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My son, do not forget my teaching,&lt;br /&gt;But let your heart keep my commandments;&lt;br /&gt;For length of days and years of life&lt;br /&gt;And peace they will add to you."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...Library, girl day (hopefully), garden spruce up, buy more hot Cocoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...&lt;br /&gt;We are in the middle of a computer change-over and I have no pictures on this one to share....&lt;br /&gt;so read this and close your eyes, and you will see what I want to show you (you might even smell it)...&lt;br /&gt;A pretty white porcelain mug adorned with golden snowflakes, filled with steaming hot Ghiradelli Hazelnut/Chocolate Cocoa and topped with freshly whipped Chocolate Cream....that's what I would have shown you a photo of. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdL_E8Y8Mlw/S0NvWh6IJvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6C04AOBHnxk/s1600-h/every_tongue.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read more daybooks, visit &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&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/1681884476399746178-8016259300764740405?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/8016259300764740405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=8016259300764740405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8016259300764740405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8016259300764740405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='A Simple Womans Daybook'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0OGXGi1CXI/AAAAAAAACOQ/CrgHl3LZ1eU/s72-c/SimpleWomansDaybook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-5232688543361032943</id><published>2010-01-04T10:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:37:30.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Bathroom Fixer-Upper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My guest bathroom needed a face lift. Since re-tiling and new sink/counter/cabinet weren't exactly in the budget, here is what I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ugly mirror, boring light fixture, plain towel ring &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I put them there, so I can insult them, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422919334898001890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUZzoxZ-I/AAAAAAAACNA/s1NuGVg4DqA/s320/PA240005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty mirror (see below for details), cozy light fixture, cute towel shelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422919357048468306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUbGJ2s1I/AAAAAAAACNg/3MX9SxkA8dY/s320/PB200016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detail of my little shelf :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422919353789131954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUa6AxLLI/AAAAAAAACNY/jRkN0N9L_2M/s320/PB200017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(This is so you can see the wall that is reflected, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because I forgot to take a before photo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice the plain towel bar and lonely framed photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422917275911137826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0ISh9UDKiI/AAAAAAAACM4/9kVgjiZg8uw/s320/PA240001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We knocked out the towel bar and repainted the wall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Added a shelf for a different look for haning towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422917256343296690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0ISg0atmrI/AAAAAAAACMg/sSvqUSKnwpA/s320/P1040005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is my little shelf, I DO plan to do something with this frame, but I haven't quite decided yet, so here it sits.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422917253302570290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0ISgpFvzTI/AAAAAAAACMY/IHxhmuMzumQ/s320/P1040007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mirror project...once again, I forgot to take a before photo. This was a $20 mirror from Old Time Pottery. It was Sparkling Gold in color, but I knew I could make it what I wanted. I lightly sanded the surface and coated it with 2 coats of plain brown craft paint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUaPCY6tI/AAAAAAAACNI/n3B4iAZ7gWU/s1600-h/PA240007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422919342253206226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUaPCY6tI/AAAAAAAACNI/n3B4iAZ7gWU/s320/PA240007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Then I "painted" it with a dark stain. Being careful to brush away drips and keep it dark in the corners and crevices. When you "paint" with stain, it usually takes about 1 week to fully dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422924123037142194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IYwg2GjLI/AAAAAAAACN4/Y3_2yCJ9CO4/s320/PA240018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In keeping with my "seashell" theme (due to the lovely *smirk* seafoam green toilet, tub and tile accents), I cut a branch off my Pecan tree and tied it with ribbon to 2 hooks. I then looped ribbon along it and hot-glued seashells, sea-stars, and little green stones. No curtain is really needed here, so I just wanted to accent the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422917264651042194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IShTXbvZI/AAAAAAAACMo/FqjwpABAR6k/s320/P1040009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422917268437902114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IShheSoyI/AAAAAAAACMw/n80GzOqApD4/s320/P1040012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful and Creative Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-5232688543361032943?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/5232688543361032943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=5232688543361032943' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/5232688543361032943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/5232688543361032943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/bathroom-fixer-upper.html' title='Bathroom Fixer-Upper'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/S0IUZzoxZ-I/AAAAAAAACNA/s1NuGVg4DqA/s72-c/PA240005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-578315424229880190</id><published>2010-01-03T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T05:00:01.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Praise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite songs by this young artist, Francesca Battistelli. When this song comes on I crank it up and dance all over my house,...because I truly FEEL these words in my heart and when I sing them I am SO thankful for the Grace that has been bestowed upon me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUyR4-2g68M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUyR4-2g68M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/1681884476399746178-578315424229880190?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/578315424229880190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=578315424229880190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/578315424229880190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/578315424229880190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-praise.html' title='Sunday Praise!'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-8236771729855868879</id><published>2010-01-02T12:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:13:12.891-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>Now what???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving, Christmas, family visits, New Years,....now what? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finished taking all the inside decorations down yesterday,...the house looks naked. It's funny how before I decorated, it didn't look naked at all, but once I took down all the colorful lights, sparkling decorations, and jingling bells, it just feels blank. What now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it wrong that I'm already thinking about decorating my house for Valentines? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206381101795794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz-L-bxtydI/AAAAAAAACJ8/RVuN2JL5BJM/s320/100_3938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I mean, I'm not gonna do it YET, but I'm thinkin' on it...what "decor" goes with January? It's not cold enough here for "winter" decor, so maybe I should just spend the whole month cleaning...gee...that sounds fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmmm, what do you do in January???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do have some goals...not resolutsions, just goals...I'd like to finish the quilt I've been working on for my Mom (for years)...getting it to her while it's still cold would be a good idea, ya' think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206383763173058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz-L-lsPLsI/AAAAAAAACKE/gaodLRCO5-4/s320/100_4075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd like to finish up some sewing projects....well, I'd like to START them, and then finish them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd really like to do what I said I was gonna do and following a reading plan to read through the entire Bible in one year...I'm one day behind on that already...ugh! I'll be the first to admit that as much as I've read and studied God's Word in the last 15 years, even though I've read several books over and over, I haven't read ALL of it...*sigh*...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206394488048690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz-L_NpPzDI/AAAAAAAACKU/N1GUnJ078pk/s320/PB050156.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah, and then there's that whole "I'm gonna start jogging again"....ya, ya...blah blah blah...but REALLY,...I am, you just wait and see...I'm SERIOUS!!!....it's just that today it feels cold (to me)...and um, I have to type this blog,...and um, this coffee is so warm and yummy,...and these jammy pants are comfy...and um....yup...you know the routine. But really, I AM going to start jogging again. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So,....what are you going to do this January? Just curious. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-8236771729855868879?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/8236771729855868879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=8236771729855868879' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8236771729855868879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8236771729855868879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/now-what.html' title='Now what???'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz-L-bxtydI/AAAAAAAACJ8/RVuN2JL5BJM/s72-c/100_3938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-1076056446618411724</id><published>2010-01-01T10:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:00:30.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My prayer today is that this year to come will be a blessing to all of you, and to my family as well, may 2010 be filled like the "ends of the earth"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You visit the earth and cause it to overflow;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You greatly enrich it;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The stream of God is full of water;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You prepare their grain, for thus You prepare the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You water its furrows abundantly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You settle its ridges,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You soften it with showers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You bless its growth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have crowned the year with Your bounty,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And your paths drip with fatness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pastures of the wilderness drip,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the hills gird themselves with rejoicing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The meadows are clothed with flocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the valleys are covered with grain;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They shout for joy, yes, they sing."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 65:8-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you all had a fun and safe New Years Eve...we did. Capt. Mike had to work, but was home about 9:30...we snuggled on the couch and watched an old movie. About 11:45 we headed out to the driveway to set off our $10 pack of Walmart fun, lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were ready, with our own little countdown, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421800170718211410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz4ah4LPrVI/AAAAAAAACJU/8IsYqUcolyM/s320/PC310009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;cranberry/raspberry juice and ginger ale (i.e., homeade sparkling cider).  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We toasted the New Year &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421800182035705954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz4aiiVi8GI/AAAAAAAACJk/MB4TWY0H_Mo/s320/PC310024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and had a little fun....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421800175154502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz4aiIs8G3I/AAAAAAAACJc/o8moyQdLG-U/s320/PC310022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Purple Rain was by far our favorite, bummer there was only 1 in the pack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421800193905824706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz4ajOjmk8I/AAAAAAAACJ0/4YEnzjQ2jlQ/s320/P1010066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then inside to finish up the movie.  Safe and fun. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a Beautiful Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathy C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1681884476399746178-1076056446618411724?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/1076056446618411724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=1076056446618411724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/1076056446618411724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/1076056446618411724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sz4ah4LPrVI/AAAAAAAACJU/8IsYqUcolyM/s72-c/PC310009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4639348947585074008</id><published>2009-12-27T11:19:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:22:58.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Adventures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our son, Cris, and his sweet girlfriend Lindsey were here for 10 days.  I've decided to share our 10 days with mostly photos and just a few words....grab a cup of coffee and join our adventures... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday -  they arrived...we had began checking off the "list of things Mom must cook while I'm home" by having Baked Egg Rolls for dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - We headed to the Shooting Range...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2E5KPvYI/AAAAAAAACDk/RydHd3PPMmE/s1600-h/PC180175.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420774927929163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2E5KPvYI/AAAAAAAACDk/RydHd3PPMmE/s320/PC180175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2Eg24fRI/AAAAAAAACDc/6ZC85bf7xss/s1600-h/PC180167.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420774921405496594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2Eg24fRI/AAAAAAAACDc/6ZC85bf7xss/s320/PC180167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then to the "World Famous" Dixie Crossroads for lunch...that night we went to Kim and Brad's annual Christmas party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420774935033045154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2FTn8YKI/AAAAAAAACDs/yymc-2p21Ao/s320/PC180180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - Lindsey and I went to the Mall and got pedicures (she doesn't like people touching her feet, so relaxing was out of the question, LOL)...the boys went to the Hobby Shop...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420779285848025426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6CjrEaVI/AAAAAAAACEc/jo7wyj4voSY/s320/PC190189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That afternoon, the boys played with their RC toys and as usual, the neighborhood kids were in attendance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420774940484948562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2Fn7x0lI/AAAAAAAACD0/Nt6sxEICslw/s320/PC190183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday was Pizza and a Movie Night!  Lindsey and I made my homemade crust, South American Taco Pizza and BBQ Chicken Pizza!  Then we watched The Nativity Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2GGsaFaI/AAAAAAAACD8/MgAhNJ100Hc/s1600-h/101_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420774948741977506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2GGsaFaI/AAAAAAAACD8/MgAhNJ100Hc/s320/101_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - After church we went to Tijuana Flats for lunch (yum).  That night we had a game night at the house with several of Capt. Mike's siblings and some of their kids, along with a couple that lives across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6CDutkRI/AAAAAAAACEU/P6v1eZVN_U4/s1600-h/PC200209.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420779277273370898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6CDutkRI/AAAAAAAACEU/P6v1eZVN_U4/s320/PC200209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guesstures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6BqYL_hI/AAAAAAAACEM/wrQ4ALc0pHw/s1600-h/PC200198.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420779270468009490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6BqYL_hI/AAAAAAAACEM/wrQ4ALc0pHw/s320/PC200198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6BcOZejI/AAAAAAAACEE/jkcCGxrAlqA/s1600-h/PC200190.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420779266668853810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6BcOZejI/AAAAAAAACEE/jkcCGxrAlqA/s320/PC200190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we went out and flew RC planes and played with the RC cars some more.  That night we went to Makotos (our favorite Japanese place) for dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday - Capt. Mike had to work, so Cris, Lindsey and I did some shopping at the Avenue Mall on Tuesday, then Historic Downtown Melbourne Thursday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cris loves his Vibram Five Fingers shoes, so Lindsey bought a pair at the Flop Shop downtown.  He says they are wonderful for outdoor play, running around, hiking, rock climbing and watersports...he almost has me convinced that I need a pair! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-pIHn-kI/AAAAAAAACEs/FO44ofar8S8/s1600-h/PC230260.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784346513013314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-pIHn-kI/AAAAAAAACEs/FO44ofar8S8/s320/PC230260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Island Pasta Company for lunch downtown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6C3t494I/AAAAAAAACEk/lEK29ZLfy20/s1600-h/PC230240.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420779291228567426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp6C3t494I/AAAAAAAACEk/lEK29ZLfy20/s320/PC230240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Christmas Eve...we spent most of the day pre-prepping for Christmas day dinner (to save time the next day).  We headed to the beach late in the day to....can you guess???? Play with RC cars on the beach! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784355662011650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-pqM6nQI/AAAAAAAACE8/t4qd9NLZlyc/s320/PC240272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHpyr8coI/AAAAAAAACFc/cSvwe6pB5oE/s1600-h/PC240343.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420794253544288898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHpyr8coI/AAAAAAAACFc/cSvwe6pB5oE/s320/PC240343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHpVTT4RI/AAAAAAAACFU/SSPjs8_on5Y/s1600-h/PC240340.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420794245656338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHpVTT4RI/AAAAAAAACFU/SSPjs8_on5Y/s320/PC240340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I love this photo, if you look closely, there is a rainbow dipping into the ocean, and this tiny flock of white birds flying - it's really pretty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-qa3HJjI/AAAAAAAACFM/6BtVkK3y3WY/s1600-h/PC240298.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784368723895858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-qa3HJjI/AAAAAAAACFM/6BtVkK3y3WY/s320/PC240298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A nice lady offered to take our photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-qMuApkI/AAAAAAAACFE/UkCWraUf7F4/s1600-h/PC240283.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784364927624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-qMuApkI/AAAAAAAACFE/UkCWraUf7F4/s320/PC240283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; We stopped by Grandmas house (Capt. Mike's Mom) to say Merry Christmas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797656817101426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKv43aanI/AAAAAAAACGM/NI7XcJy0gq4/s320/PC240431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then off to do some Christmas Light watching....we spent hours driving all over 3 cities enjoying the beautiful displays, some that were set to music, some where you could walk all over the property...it was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKwQVH_II/AAAAAAAACGU/pjbrd9YPH9w/s1600-h/PC240603.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797663115738242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKwQVH_II/AAAAAAAACGU/pjbrd9YPH9w/s320/PC240603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797645288612498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKvN6zopI/AAAAAAAACF8/2T67NISq-F8/s320/PC240382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797647397614706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKvVxodHI/AAAAAAAACGE/XWxl2z3AFVA/s320/PC240397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!  We slept in...no little kiddos here to wake us up early!  :)  We enjoyed opening gifts and having some silly fun.  All the while being sure to keep our hearts aware that Jesus Christ is the reason we celebrate this day at all!!!!  It's true though, we do enjoy giving gifts to eachother...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800300406511906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNJxAPmSI/AAAAAAAACG8/kagD9qKYOOM/s320/PC250452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dearest, sweet hubby gifted me with a birthstone ring...it needs to be sized a bit better though, so I can't wear it yet :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420818488350582898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqdscYBqHI/AAAAAAAACIs/6qA_xsxEmDc/s320/PC250448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cris hid a gift for Lindsey on the tree and told her to search for it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800283470138290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNIx6TC7I/AAAAAAAACGk/Hs3fPr-NoKE/s320/PC250441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She found it,...a lovely black pearl necklace (she is a pearl lover) :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNKT9YBBI/AAAAAAAACHE/U8HK4WypSHg/s1600-h/PC250456.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800309789721618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNKT9YBBI/AAAAAAAACHE/U8HK4WypSHg/s320/PC250456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stormie was pretty happy with what was in her stocking too!....WHAT?  You don't have a stocking for you dog???  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNJWGW2KI/AAAAAAAACG0/DCjhjTwGkkg/s1600-h/PC250446.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800293184395426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNJWGW2KI/AAAAAAAACG0/DCjhjTwGkkg/s320/PC250446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike and Cris were more enthralled with these silly chinese puzzles I got at Target than with almost anything else...love those cheap toys that keep them entertained...oh wait, that's supposed to apply to little kids.. LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNJOuUV4I/AAAAAAAACGs/5dlBsdQANe0/s1600-h/PC250443.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800291204519810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqNJOuUV4I/AAAAAAAACGs/5dlBsdQANe0/s320/PC250443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Capt. Mike's really special gift is one he purchased a few weeks before Christmas...it's a lovely guitar that he has dreamed of having for quite some time.  This is a gift for me too, since he plays beautiful worship music on it!  What a blessing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqdMPG369I/AAAAAAAACIc/zs9XQ13hE6w/s1600-h/PC250688.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420817935033166802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqdMPG369I/AAAAAAAACIc/zs9XQ13hE6w/s320/PC250688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The aftermath of gifts! Whose gonna clean up this mess??? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420797667997709010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqKwihE8tI/AAAAAAAACGc/ghd2gnLswbc/s320/PC250438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before we get to deep into cooking Christmas dinner, we took a little break to shoot Airsoft guns at my Gingerbread Barn! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420817935461409826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqdMQs-ZCI/AAAAAAAACIk/P7SVjUAkzBs/s320/PC250631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner is ready...the table is set!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420809719004310818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVuAA8rSI/AAAAAAAACHM/dg-EaI-Mi7o/s320/101_0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After thanking our Lord for this wonderful blessed day,...we prepare to fill our plates...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420809739748204098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVvNSrXkI/AAAAAAAACHk/K9NlonjYV3c/s320/101_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cute sweater that Lindsey made herself. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420809730172156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVupnkfBI/AAAAAAAACHU/TPcRI4DkvUk/s320/101_0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Party hats are a must...afterall, this is a Birthday Celebration!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420814540249053842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqaGojROpI/AAAAAAAACH8/OYG-HHissys/s320/101_0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess why Kim and Kathy are smiling?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420809732941181314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVuz7wcYI/AAAAAAAACHc/LsGzd3fANbU/s320/101_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because it's time for this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqaGTSvDtI/AAAAAAAACH0/BnZ3GvioVbE/s1600-h/101_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420814534542560978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqaGTSvDtI/AAAAAAAACH0/BnZ3GvioVbE/s320/101_0527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVvlr8WTI/AAAAAAAACHs/bCmtW81n6b0/s1600-h/101_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420809746296625458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqVvlr8WTI/AAAAAAAACHs/bCmtW81n6b0/s320/101_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess why Kathy is still smiling????  Because of this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqaH2_yD4I/AAAAAAAACIU/wBmvrdmS_w8/s1600-h/101_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420814561306611586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqaH2_yD4I/AAAAAAAACIU/wBmvrdmS_w8/s320/101_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cris and Lindsey got all crazy and did the dishes for me!!!!  This is one thankful Momma!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nite-nite Lindsey....Stormie was soooo tired, she snuggled up with her new friend (not to mention there was a heating pad in that bed, she was likin' that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784350593812578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp-pXUkCGI/AAAAAAAACE0/prtbVe2M4cU/s320/PC250478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At "WAY too early O'Clock" the next morning, we headed to the airport...this sign is on the road to the airport, funny, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHqvlxhXI/AAAAAAAACFs/k0QhMrBTiNA/s1600-h/PB210003.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420794269892969842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHqvlxhXI/AAAAAAAACFs/k0QhMrBTiNA/s320/PB210003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; We dropped off our bundle...they were on their way to TX to spend 10 days with her Momma.  Oh, my Momma's heart sighs...I miss that sweet face when it's not here for me to stare at, those eyes that twinkle when he laughs, that cute little dimple at the corner of his mouth when he smiles...I love that boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHqO2i_3I/AAAAAAAACFk/2eJ1Ywubnjc/s1600-h/PC260480.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420794261104951154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHqO2i_3I/AAAAAAAACFk/2eJ1Ywubnjc/s320/PC260480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stormie loved having them here too, but she is TIRED and happy to have her house back to normal, hee hee hee... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420794270343972034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SzqHqxRTRMI/AAAAAAAACF0/rgvONry6Ybw/s320/PC090075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you all had a blessed Christmas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathy C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-4639348947585074008?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4639348947585074008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4639348947585074008' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4639348947585074008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4639348947585074008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-adventures.html' title='Christmas Adventures...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Szp2E5KPvYI/AAAAAAAACDk/RydHd3PPMmE/s72-c/PC180175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-8268840902283021514</id><published>2009-12-17T08:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:15:04.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Joyful Thursday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Syo8THlMvBI/AAAAAAAACDU/peTzadp3Ubs/s1600-h/P3040414.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, this isn't a new meme,...just the way I feel today... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are here reading today, I'm going to ask you to do something...don't just scan this scripture (yes we're all guilty of the occassional 'scan')...really read it,..slowly, and with the excitement that it deserves...taste every word, this is God's Word! It fills my heart to overflowing... I love His Word! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416207795263176642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Syo8SyJc_8I/AAAAAAAACDM/qh66etKoSwo/s320/100_6184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing to the Lord a new song; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing to the Lord, all the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing to the Lord, bless His name; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proclaim good tidings of His salvation from day to day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell of His glory among the nations, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His wonderful deeds among all the peoples.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For great is the Lord and greatly to be praised; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is feared above all gods. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all the gods of the peoples are idols,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the Lord made the heavens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Splendor and majesty are before Him, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength and beauty are His sanctuary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascribe to the Lord, O families of the peoples,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascribe to the Lord the glory of His name;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring an offering and come into His courts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worship the Lord in holy attire;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tremble before Him, all the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say among the nations, "The Lord reigns; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed, the world is firmly established, it will not be moved; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He will judge the peoples with equity."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the sea roar, and all it contains; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the field exult, and all that is in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then all the trees of the forest will sing for joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the Lord, for He is coming,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For He is coming to judge the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He will judge the world in righteousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the peoples in His faithfulness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 96&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is full today....full of so many things.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy and overflowing love for my Lord Jesus, He has always been so faithful to me, always been there gently guiding me, and comforting me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is full of thankfulness to Him for the blessings He has given to me, my precious husband,...I am so very thankful for the man that he is and the gift of him in my life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is full of a Mother's love...today we are picking up our son and his girlfriend at the airport. I love being a Mom, oh how my heart aches to kiss my child everyday....today is the day! I am thankful that my great big baby boy is still more than willing to let his Momma kiss his face - he knows how much it means to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my heart is full!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They'll be here until the day after Christmas, so I may be absent from blogland. Maybe I'll have a moment to pop on a photo or two, but it's not too likely. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I'm not around to say it before then, have a very Merry Christmas!!! Thank you for being my friends! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/1681884476399746178-8268840902283021514?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/8268840902283021514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=8268840902283021514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8268840902283021514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8268840902283021514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/joyful-thursday.html' title='Joyful Thursday!'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Syo8SyJc_8I/AAAAAAAACDM/qh66etKoSwo/s72-c/100_6184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4658522392430065489</id><published>2009-12-14T07:47:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:51:47.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Parade of Homes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I'm joining in with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Nesting Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/2009/12/christmas-tour.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Christmas Tour Of Homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. I wish you could all come to my house for dinner, or coffee, or games, or tea, or girl time or WHATEVER, during the month of December, because I just love the cozy feel of a home decorated for Christmas! It's so much fun to have a house full of people with the sound of Christmas music in the background and the fake fireplace DVD on the TV (it's 85 degrees ya'll).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT, since you don't all live just around the corner, let's have a virtual visit...come on it!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some of the things you'll see at my house during Christmas time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh, yes,...we've all seen this before...you won't see this when you visit though, he's not still up there, hee hee hee... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBZAS7MRI/AAAAAAAACAY/mInzTSDlt_4/s1600-h/PC060030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415087499791511826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBZAS7MRI/AAAAAAAACAY/mInzTSDlt_4/s320/PC060030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all his hard work,...this is what the house looks like...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the driveway. I put plain wreaths in the windows with red velvet ribbon and bows. I bought all that stuff at an after Christmas sale for pennies!!!! Who doesn't love bargain decorating??? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZDAAwZT4I/AAAAAAAACBA/9jx8AAzCO1E/s1600-h/PC130130.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089269441646466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZDAAwZT4I/AAAAAAAACBA/9jx8AAzCO1E/s320/PC130130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From across the street. All the lights on the house are red and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZC_6wDkVI/AAAAAAAACA4/p4QfLOtf828/s1600-h/PC130129.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089267829608786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZC_6wDkVI/AAAAAAAACA4/p4QfLOtf828/s320/PC130129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were peering into my front window, this is what you'd see...note the plumerias still blooming in my garden (gotta love Florida!). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415101590240209570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZONLTrqqI/AAAAAAAACC4/5BrDE4CodhI/s320/PC130128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Come on inside and you'll see my nativity set...I've been trying (forgetting) to finish painting it for about 6 years!!!! Pretty sad, eh? Should I make that my challenge this year? It WILL be painted by next Christmas...it's up to you guys to hold me to it! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415100336539597682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZNEM6Ke3I/AAAAAAAACCw/h6urLGqwvW4/s320/PC130132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn around and you'll see our tree...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGvl-1NyI/AAAAAAAACCQ/a7r8b9FydQA/s1600-h/PC140175.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415093385423042338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGvl-1NyI/AAAAAAAACCQ/a7r8b9FydQA/s320/PC140175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZDA64S5nI/AAAAAAAACBQ/RSuPAoxMpM4/s1600-h/PC130134.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089285044037234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZDA64S5nI/AAAAAAAACBQ/RSuPAoxMpM4/s320/PC130134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's go into the dining area...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hutch (I call it the "coffee station")...it's hard to tell, but I have colored lights draped at the top, which I love at night...my vase changes it's flowers for every season, so these are my Christmas reds and whites, and my little cloth Jesus candy cane. In the center of the bottom shelf is a drawing my son did of the nativity scene when he was probably 4 or 5 years old - precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGvSSRkfI/AAAAAAAACCI/vX1BI75qNtQ/s1600-h/PC140174.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415093380135883250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGvSSRkfI/AAAAAAAACCI/vX1BI75qNtQ/s320/PC140174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This little Christmas bird sits on my table to greet you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE2yWxEcI/AAAAAAAACBg/7Yc9YWPPums/s1600-h/PC130148.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415091309980488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE2yWxEcI/AAAAAAAACBg/7Yc9YWPPums/s320/PC130148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were coming to Christmas Dinner your place setting might look like this, not quite sure yet, just testing ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBZQcfrLI/AAAAAAAACAg/rQEpIjA1PtE/s1600-h/PC110096.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415087504126618802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBZQcfrLI/AAAAAAAACAg/rQEpIjA1PtE/s320/PC110096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now into the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love colored lights!...this is the dining room, at the entrance to the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE30Ro6sI/AAAAAAAACB4/-Q0tPrWyiLo/s1600-h/PC130164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415091327675722434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE30Ro6sI/AAAAAAAACB4/-Q0tPrWyiLo/s320/PC130164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this cute little cloth wall hanging...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415091337460605074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE4YuiYJI/AAAAAAAACCA/va9Ho4sp5nM/s320/PC140170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Door swag in the kitchen, the lights look so pretty when the house is dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE3ErTnSI/AAAAAAAACBo/CIFsfxasq6U/s1600-h/PC130149.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415091314898476322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE3ErTnSI/AAAAAAAACBo/CIFsfxasq6U/s320/PC130149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, how about just a little bit of this and that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a little corner in my hallway, I brightened it up with my tiny tree. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE3ktkswI/AAAAAAAACBw/Bs1lhqyDzSc/s1600-h/PC130151.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415091323497919234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZE3ktkswI/AAAAAAAACBw/Bs1lhqyDzSc/s320/PC130151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made these stocking just a week ago. We've had the same stockings for forever, and I wanted something new, but never like what I see in stores...I really like the way these turned out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415089286929143362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZDBB5vVkI/AAAAAAAACBY/BLvNQotVOO0/s320/PC130139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drape greenery on all my doorways and at the top corners, I have a mixture of white roses and red hydrangeas, or red roses and white hydrangeas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBY2174wI/AAAAAAAACAQ/PVArdPRRUYs/s1600-h/PB270013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415087497254003458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBY2174wI/AAAAAAAACAQ/PVArdPRRUYs/s320/PB270013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOCOLATE!!! It's EVERYWHERE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That goes without saying...doesn't it? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415093404426598098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGwsxodtI/AAAAAAAACCo/PIEKY7TqC0g/s320/PC140182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little clothes pin snowman on the bathroom shelf...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGwahWcWI/AAAAAAAACCg/8pJhGT4QgJ8/s1600-h/PC140179.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415093399526469986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZGwahWcWI/AAAAAAAACCg/8pJhGT4QgJ8/s320/PC140179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Pop over to the Nesting Place to see more lovely homes, and to enter her giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1681884476399746178-4658522392430065489?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4658522392430065489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4658522392430065489' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4658522392430065489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4658522392430065489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-parade-of-homes.html' title='Christmas Parade of Homes'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SyZBZAS7MRI/AAAAAAAACAY/mInzTSDlt_4/s72-c/PC060030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-7396905714688645014</id><published>2009-12-09T10:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:21:33.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday ~ Our Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORDLESS WEDNESDAY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This is what I call my "Jesus Tree" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413255216227784338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx--8EHJlpI/AAAAAAAAB_g/QFoeqe1UD7w/s320/PC090048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413255241327326834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx--9hnWNnI/AAAAAAAAB_4/dzDokLB1D4Y/s320/PC090056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413255252011397554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx---JaoMbI/AAAAAAAACAA/2m6-FFtYovE/s320/PC090060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413256401013508754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx_ABByFCpI/AAAAAAAACAI/ZkicTcAIIIo/s320/PC090055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413255223762154562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx--8gLe9EI/AAAAAAAAB_o/bqOVwYnn_WM/s320/PC090053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a Beautiful Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-7396905714688645014?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/7396905714688645014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=7396905714688645014' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/7396905714688645014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/7396905714688645014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday-our-christmas-tree.html' title='Wordless Wednesday ~ Our Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sx--8EHJlpI/AAAAAAAAB_g/QFoeqe1UD7w/s72-c/PC090048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-504499563768292358</id><published>2009-12-08T15:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:03:14.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>SOOOOOOO EXCITED! :)</title><content type='html'>Yup, I'm doing the Momma Dance....my baby...well, OK, not so much a baby.  My big boy, Cristofre, is coming home for Christmas, and I am SOOOOO EXCITED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, he's bringing his girlfriend, Lindsey.  She's a sweet gal and it'll be so much fun having them both here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the wiggles, I've been kinda dancing around just thinking that in 9 days, YES, just 9 days I'll be kissin' that precious face!!!!!!  I'm gonna bust open,  I just know it! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOO-HOOOOOOO! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-504499563768292358?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/504499563768292358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=504499563768292358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/504499563768292358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/504499563768292358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/sooooooo-excited.html' title='SOOOOOOO EXCITED! :)'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-1021887987747703509</id><published>2009-12-05T12:51:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:44:16.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Everything You Always Wanted To Know About How We Celebrate Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I "borrowed" this meme from my friend Jo-Lynne, over at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/2009/12/everything-you-always-wanted-to-know-about-how-we-celebrate-christmas.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Musings Of A Housewife&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It looked like fun, so here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything You Always Wanted To Know About How We Celebrate Christmas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure you've been wanting to ask me these questions all year long, right???? LOLOLOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Definitely homemade Hot Chocolate,...I especially love Abuelitas Mexican Hot Chocolate, because that's what my grandmother use to make for us from scratch, mmmmmm. As for egg-nog, if I love the taste, but can't deal with the thickness,...I like to mix it with skim milk to make it easier on me. But I LOVE Egg Nog Ice Cream punch! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? Well, we don't do Santa...sorry. Now, don't get me wrong, present show up mysteriously in the middle of the night for certain, but they are either from Jesus, or Mom and Dad. My parents always set up our gifts UNwrapped, and the display was amazing to see (there were 6 kids, so imagine tea parties set up with new dolls, barbies townhouse set up with furniture and a new Ken doll, guitars on stands, battleship games set up ready to play, etc... - it was really cool to wake up to that.&lt;br /&gt;But I never followed that tradition, I guess since I had only one child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? On the tree I do white, because it goes with the theme I use. I use to do colored and may start again next year because I kinda miss them. On the house we do a white red and green color theme, kinda like a gingerbread house look. On the inside of the house I string colored lights in various places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe? Yes, most definitely...I LOVE kisses! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? Beginning the first day of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite Christmas dish? I am assuming this means "food", not dessert soooo, I guess this yummy tenderloin roast I made one year, that really sticks out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child? My Mom always placed a small gift at the foot of our beds while we were sleeping. So, when we woke up, we were allowed to open that one gift before we got our parents up - I loved carrying that tradition through to my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? I had 5 older siblings, I don't ever remember believing in Santa, so there was not "moment of truth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Absolutely, this has been a family tradition for as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? I have a Jesus themed tree. White Lights=stars in the sky, Red balls=blood shed for us, White balls=His purity, Gold balls=Gifts of gold for royalty. I also have clear glass ornaments and several of the colored balls have names of Christ (Lamb of God, Friend, Messiah, etc...) written on them. I have these white hearts that have the attributes of Christ on them (faithful, loving, kind, just, etc...). I also add candy canes because they are like a "J" for Jesus, and they are red and white! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? I love snow, I don't live in or near it, so that's easy to say. But I do remember having snow at Christmas as a child and it is such a wonderful memory...I love snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate? Actually, yes. Just your basic skating style, don't think I'm doing loops and stuff, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift? Funny, I actually STILL HAVE my favorite gift. When I was 9 yrs old, I picked out a stuffed Chimp named "Zip" from the Sears catalog. He didn't make it in time for Christmas, but showed up a few weeks later and I loved him dearly. He sits on my bed to this day and my name is still marked in pen on the bottom of his shoe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What’s the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Celebrating the wonderful gift of Jesus, the music that makes me feel all hapyp and warm inside, seeing lights on the houses, the smells of cookies baking, laughter, family and friends, watching people open their gifts!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? Buche De Noel, a rolled very light cake with a mocha filling and dark chocolate coating. I learned how to make it about 25 years ago in my High School French class and still have the original copy (remember that blue ink from those big rolling copy machines we had?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Oh, I have 2....Christmas Eve, we do our "Drive to see the Lights" tradition....and, My Christmas Day dinner, when my best friend Kim and her family join us....it's so much fun to menu plan and decorate the table, watch everyone open gifts. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree? A bright star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer giving or Receiving? Totally giving...I love to wrap gifts, and make them all sparkly and pretty and I LOVE watching people open them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Candy Canes: Yuck or Yum? I could eat one a year, but they are a MUST for the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Favorite Christmas Show? That's got to be a "Charlie Brown Christmas". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Saddest Christmas Song? Hmmmm...I'm dreaming of a White Christmas? Because it just ain't gonna happen here in Sunny Florida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Oh, this is easy. Words can hardly define what I feel when I hear David Phelps sing O Holy Night. He doesn't just "sing" it, he FEELS it, and you will too when you watch this...TURN YOUR SPEAKERS UP, and get some tissue, you will be ushered into the throne room of the King...at least that's what it does to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37NQ2VlFfXc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37NQ2VlFfXc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-1021887987747703509?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/1021887987747703509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=1021887987747703509' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/1021887987747703509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/1021887987747703509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-you-always-wanted-to-know.html' title='Everything You Always Wanted To Know About How We Celebrate Christmas'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4727758905083545657</id><published>2009-12-03T12:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:40:26.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>Ugly can be Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3M2w54HI/AAAAAAAAB-g/5qCDh3ZSYHA/s1600-h/PC030028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411065277540065394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3M2w54HI/AAAAAAAAB-g/5qCDh3ZSYHA/s320/PC030028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found a sweet surprise today in my backyard. See, I love gardening, it's one of my passions. I have one policy regarding my gardening passion though,...if it's a really finicky plant and takes too much "specialized" babying, I'm not growing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the years I've had a few Orchids given to me. As much as I love the way Orchids look, their flowers are so amazing, I have no desire to get carried away with their supposed needs. So, I hang the handful of Orchid plants under a branch in my Pecan tree and basically ignore them, if I happen to be out that way watering, I'll spray them...that's all they get. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In return, they are pretty ugly...scraggly, yellowish green ugly plants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411065285950980018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3NWGOP7I/AAAAAAAAB-o/BxfzCrrP7S0/s320/PC030029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But every once in a while I am blessed, through nothing I have done, with this gorgeous display. Today was one of those days.  I was given a gift made by the hand of God, as if to say,...see I don't need your help, I made these, and I'm giving them to you free of charge!  He is awesome and gracious, His gifts are precious, no matter how small.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411065294314076482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3N1QI-UI/AAAAAAAAB-w/88i0eKUKiIg/s320/PC030031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two princesses dressed in their finest! What a sweet reward!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411065298284736226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3OEC0buI/AAAAAAAAB-4/B92vGB6yajg/s320/PC030034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1681884476399746178-4727758905083545657?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4727758905083545657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4727758905083545657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4727758905083545657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4727758905083545657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/ugly-can-be-beautiful.html' title='Ugly can be Beautiful!'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sxf3M2w54HI/AAAAAAAAB-g/5qCDh3ZSYHA/s72-c/PC030028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4034192795984596794</id><published>2009-12-01T07:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:25:00.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Christmas with a Capital "C"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love this!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAckfn8yiAQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAckfn8yiAQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-4034192795984596794?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4034192795984596794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4034192795984596794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4034192795984596794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4034192795984596794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-with-capital-c.html' title='Christmas with a Capital &quot;C&quot;'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-3473566856653595436</id><published>2009-11-30T10:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:49:38.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Making your Home sing Monday'/><title type='text'>Making Your Home Sing Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momstheword--livingforhim.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Making your home sing Mondays" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t187/vball_chic14/Image1-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today I'm joining my friend Nan for here mem Making Your Home Sing Monday! She says..."Every day you are doing something to make your house into a home for yourself and your family (if you have one). My point with each Monday post is, what are you doing or going to do today to make your home sing?&lt;br /&gt;It can be an attitude or an action. Motivation, our attitude, baking, encouraging our husband or children (if we have either one), organization, cleaning, saving money....the opportunities are endless."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I loved Nan's post today about lists...I am a list maker too!  And right now, I have a big list...I have SEVERAL projects, crafts and homemade Christmas gifts that need to get done.  I've begun several at one time (bad idea).  That's when I get overload syndrome..I just want a piece of chocolate and a good movie, let it all sit and wait....wait for WHAT?  I need to get on the ball and do a chip away a little at a time until they are completed...and that SHOULD be before Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What have a I started?  Well, I wanted to "re-do" the guest bedroom,....so we painted the walls, got new carpet and did some re-arranging...I decided the little vanity desk and mirror needed to be painted a different color to match the new color scheme...vanity awaits my paint and brush...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I was out looking for "doo-dads" to hang on the wall of the new spare bedroom, I came across this mirror that would look "perfect" in the hall bath...it just needed some paint and antiqing, etc...this created a monster of an overhaul in the hall bath which I am currently right in the middle of....wall needs spackling and painting...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been mulling over for sometime to move some shelves from the living room to the spare bedroom and change up the look in the living room...needed a chair for the "spot" I created...got the chair cheap (woo-hoo)....now I need to recover it....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Began a quilt (a LONG time ago) for my Mom, NEED to finish it in time to mail for Christmas....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Started about 7 other Christmas gift projects that NEEEEEEED finishing....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt so guilty when I read Nan's post about waiting until the last minute and people who like to work under pressure - that's not me!  Why did I wait????  No list.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, today, I'm going to go through these thigns that need finishing, prioritize them on a list and begin working through them until they are done...hopefully this will streamline my work so I can get things done with no stress, because they are all fun projects and stress just ain't fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On top of that, it's December!!!!!! Yee-haw!!!!!  And my home will be singing with the first signs of Christmas decorations!  I love to decorate for Christmas, it's my favorite!  I'll try to put that on my list.. :)  At the top!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful Monday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more "Making your Home Sing Monday" posts, visit Nan at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://momstheword--livingforhim.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-your-home-sing-know-your.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Moms The Word&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-3473566856653595436?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/3473566856653595436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=3473566856653595436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3473566856653595436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3473566856653595436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-your-home-sing-monday.html' title='Making Your Home Sing Monday'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-8833360953787837926</id><published>2009-11-27T09:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:30:20.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Trust Him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love those small tid-bits we are given in scripture.  The ones that we read and say 'wow', then pass on by to the next.  Oftentimes, we don't take in the Awesomeness of what we have just read...we move on, because we are on a mission...get "this" many pages read today.  But this morning, I read this, and I knew that God wanted me to "Selah"... (pause, take a breath and hang on to these words, carefully measuring them, running them over in my mind)...these are my words for today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Now on one of those days Jesus and His disciples got into a boat, and He said to them, "Let us go over to the other side of the lake."  So they launched out.  But as they were sailing along He fell asleep; and a fierce gale of wind descended on the lake, and they began to be swamped and to be in danger.  They came to Jesus and woke Him up, saying, "Master, Master, we are perishing!"  And He got up and rebuked the wind and the surging waves, and they stopped, and it became calm.  And He said to them, "Where is your faith?"  They were fearful and amazed, saying to one another, "Who then is this, that He coammands even the winds and the water, and they obey Him?"   ~   Luke 8:22-25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selah.....and WOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you try it, you go outside during a storm and tell it to stop...yeah,...that's what I thought.  How easily we read over these words, but stop, take it in...do you feel that POWER?  We are often afraid and concerned that He can't or won't handle something in our lives?  A raging storm seems uncontrollable, who could fathom telling wind and rain and crashing waves to stop?  It seems unreal, but we read it here in God's Word, so we KNOW it's real, that is His power - so awesome and huge!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What storm do you have in your life?  A wayward child?  An aching heart?  A debilitating illness?  An unsaved neighbor?  Something that is just uncontrollable when it sits in your hands?  Place in the hands of our beautiful Savior, Jesus Christ, NOTHING is uncontrollable for Him.  He has the power, He will use it as He sees fit.  Our job?  Trust Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-8833360953787837926?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/8833360953787837926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=8833360953787837926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8833360953787837926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8833360953787837926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/trust-him.html' title='Trust Him...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-5467663626256054491</id><published>2009-11-25T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:00:01.197-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Twas the Month before Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Twas the month before Christmas*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When all through our land,*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Not a Christian was praying*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nor taking a stand.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*See the PC Police had taken away,*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The reason for Christmas - no one could say.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The children were told by their schools not to sing,*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* December 25th is just a 'Holiday'.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Something was changing, something quite odd! *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In hopes to sell books by Franken &amp;amp; Fonda.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are words that were used to intimidate me.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not Happy Holiday!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, all Christians join together and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish everyone you meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1681884476399746178-5467663626256054491?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/5467663626256054491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=5467663626256054491' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/5467663626256054491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/5467663626256054491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/twas-month-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the Month before Christmas...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4133061650214265202</id><published>2009-11-20T19:43:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:36:51.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaways'/><title type='text'>I'm hosting a Paperspring Giveaway!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How would you like to win a $50 gift certificate to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paperspring.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paperspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What? You don't know what &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paperspring.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paperspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neither did I until I entered and WON a giveaway at my sweet friend Lisa's blog, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stopnsmellthechocolates.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stop and Smell the Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. I was so excited when I won her giveaway and I used my gift certificate to order my Christmas Cards for this year, in addition to a Sticky Stock photo to pop inside each card.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren't these just the cutest cards? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360147938050290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Swc_6RGtAPI/AAAAAAAAB8w/jx6CkKvGueI/s320/PB200004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360140847676146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Swc_52sOevI/AAAAAAAAB8o/43eFK5FmJ_E/s320/PB200003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can also send them your list of names for cards and they will print each persons name on the front of the card - How Cool Is That???!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't worry, if you've already got your Christmas cards all filled out and ready to mail (yeah, right, SURE you do...REALLY,...you do?),...they have a ton of other things you can order. The personalized cards and sticky stock are my favorite!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Sticky Stock? Well, it's not really sticky at all, it doesn't have any kind of residue or film. It just stays where you put it, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BubFORZXZzQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BubFORZXZzQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until you pick it up and move it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It'll stay here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360153095490082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Swc_6kUVSiI/AAAAAAAAB84/vTJLVBzgDS0/s320/PB200006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360156922779586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Swc_6yk1F8I/AAAAAAAAB9A/pIGAdXrgkqE/s320/PB200007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360164048010738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Swc_7NHnffI/AAAAAAAAB9I/BHvihYOh54o/s320/PB200008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or even here...if that's where you really want it...??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406363325194161362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwdCzNTlzNI/AAAAAAAAB94/3drcGCe9QuA/s320/PB200015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not only are there products made of high quality paper, but the ordering process is really smooth and easy, and the mailing was superfast, I was pretty shocked to get my stuff so quickly! On top of that, the staff is really friendly and helpful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worst thing about my Paperspring experience? I wanted a little bit of EVERYTHING!!! All the personalized Christmas cards are sooooooo cute, it was tough to choose. As a matter of fact, I think I'm gonna go back over there and order some cards with my Blog name on them, just because they are SOOOOOOO cute! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now then, HOW can YOU win???? &lt;a href="http://www.paperspring.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paperspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has offered a $50 gift certificate (good towards paperspring products) for me to give away.... how cool is that???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's how you can enter to win. You can earn up to 3 entries, and I'll randomly pick the winner on Tuesday, November 24th!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Pop over to&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paperspring.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paperspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, and look around; leave me a comment telling me what paperspring product you liked the most. (that'll be a first entry)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Blog about my giveaway, or post it on your blog and let people know you did. THEN come back and comment again to let me know you did that! (that'll be a 2nd entry)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. 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There's a lot of talk of Turkey, stuffing, side dishes and desserts (all of which I enjoy VERY much), but there are also lots of blogs in the "blog-o-sphere" that are posting about what they are thankful for. Since I found out too late about the "ABC's" of Thankfulness, I thought I'd make up my own little list. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are 101 things (in no particular order ~ well,...the first one is intentionally the FIRST) that I'm ever so thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. My Lord Jesus Christ who saved me from the pit by His might hand and gracious love!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. My super loving, funny, giving, hunk-a-licious, godly, intelligent, sweet Hubby!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My way too intelligent, gorgeous, strong, self-professing "Momma's Boy", precious Son!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. My oh so funny, caring, fun to hang with, bestest girlfriend in the world, Kim!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. My most adorable boxer on this planet, sweetie pie, snuggle bunches, Stormie!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Sunsets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. God's Word!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. The smell of fresh cut grass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. The Ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Bird songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Quiet mornings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Sunrise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Kisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Cozy blankets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Air Conditioning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Cadbury Cream Eggs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Friendly Neighbors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Grandma's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Trees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Salad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Whipped Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Waterfalls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Frogs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Good Soil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Love Notes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Blue Skies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Charcoaler Hamburgers (it's an El Paso thing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. The sound of "I love you Mom"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Smiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Baby Ducks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Fresh Baked Bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Snuggling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Hot Soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Ice Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Roses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Sisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Movies that make you sigh at the end and smile all the way to your car...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Christmas lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Snow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Watermelon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Electricity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Cooking with Gas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Campfires&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Gardens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Farmers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Bicycles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Fresh Air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Dental Floss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Snorkel Masks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Hand Holding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Plumerias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. Mustard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66. Root Beer!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Paintbrushes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Earthworms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Butterfly Kisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Massages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. Hot Cocoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. Springtime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76. Grandpa's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. The sound of children playing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Sewing Machines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. Squirrells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. Butterflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82. Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Clothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Fingers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Geraniums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. Thunder and Lightening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Carpet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. Toothpaste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Dishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92. Honesty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Patience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. Sunshine!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Gentle Breezes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;97. Libraries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Tennis Shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Pastors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. Angels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101. Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You still with me? You still awake? Did you skip 6-95? LOLOL.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/1681884476399746178-42021605834395860?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/42021605834395860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=42021605834395860' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/42021605834395860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/42021605834395860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/101-thankfuls.html' title='101 &quot;Thankfuls&quot;...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-3470760979537181426</id><published>2009-11-17T09:28:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:57:38.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>State Fair....and Respect our Flag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCMBXw95I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/lFCGS_qT5aY/s1600/PB150047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405096014580348818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCMBXw95I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/lFCGS_qT5aY/s320/PB150047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This past weekend, Capt. Mike and I went to the State Fair. We are just a couple of big kids really, there's just something about the fair that we think is fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Like "Fresh Squeezed" Lemonade that taste JUST like Country Time and even has the sugary grit at the bottom of the cup,....Hmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405093764467467746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLAJDDDJeI/AAAAAAAAB4w/mTpr_xXvMvI/s320/PB150011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see the silly stuff...Demolition Derby and Monster Trucks, :). I think Capt. Mike would secretlylike to be behind the wheel in the Demolition Derby....who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095998816573378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCLGpY18I/AAAAAAAAB5A/ZjcpRowU_po/s320/PB150028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405096008731316450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCLrlP0OI/AAAAAAAAB5I/NpBrvf06vo0/s320/PB150029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monster Trucks are funny to look at too, I think it'd be fun to be behind the wheel of one of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095996707751906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCK-ymx-I/AAAAAAAAB44/UfaBu72vJ5U/s320/PB150012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cut me off in traffic one more time Buddy.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405096278093643234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCbXCOveI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5mxlbGoaLzc/s320/monster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We aren't really into the rides, but we had WAY too much fun in the house of mirrors, laughing at us all short and fat....Hmmmm, was that a REAL mirror????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The teenagers were looking at us like we were a bit off our rockers (we are, thank you very much), LOL. We were dancing in front of the mirrors, LOL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We also went on the Ferris Wheel....Michael! Put that latch down!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405096011584748962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCL2NjvaI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/AcGi2XfBlFI/s320/PB150046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The biggest problem we faced was WHAT TO EAT? While you all know I like my share of chocolate and treats, I am just not into grease!!! I like healthy foods (in case you haven't visited my cooking blog), and I'm almost the worlds pickiest eater. Basically, a polish sausage smothered in peppers and onions, washed down with a large draft beer and followed up by a deep fried funnel cake coated in 1/2 cup of powdered sugar does NOT sound appealing to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405093759703946834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLAIxTVllI/AAAAAAAAB4o/LOYGW76PMZ0/s320/polish_sausage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(760 calories, that's almost 2 meals worth, and 44g of fat!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405093751829544786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLAIT97v1I/AAAAAAAAB4g/3yfFcyIQYFM/s320/funnel-cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had packed a little bag with healthy snacks to get us through the day, almonds, dried cherries, Kashi crackers, and granola bars. But as we waited for the last truck show, we began to get "hungry", the kind of hungry that says I really would like something more than a nut!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here were my choices...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Polish Sausage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italian Sausage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giant Turkey Leg (1,134 calories, 54g of fat!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greasy Burger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot Dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corn Dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405093752760795586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLAIXb9gcI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/pDTXTlqa73g/s320/corn+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Fried Ham Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Funnell Cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep Fried Oreos (Yes, you heard that right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405093748749864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLAIIfrjrI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/StRkg841mlY/s320/fried+oreos.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bucket of Fries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep Fried Snickers (700 calories, 45g of fat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cotton Candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pizza... We decided on a slice of cheese pizza...it was disgusting, but it fueled the body just enough to make it through the rest of the evening. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All in all, it was a typical State Fair outing, a fun, silly day. HOWEVER, there was one event that got my blood boiling....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is where I step onto my soapbox for a moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the beginning of one of the truck events, we all stood and sang the national anthem (along with Whitney Houston via recording, lol)...There was a young man 2 rows in front of me, and as I stood there with my hand over my heart, facing the flag that represents our great country, singing my heart at at every word that just means SO VERY MUCH!!!!!.....he stood and ate his funnel cake....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had this great urge to press his face into his funnel cake....I could imagine it happening, almost like a comedy show... One moment, he's happily snacking away, disrespecting our flag and all it stands....the next minute, powdered sugar is blowing out his nose, and funnel cake grease is giving a nice shine to his nose and forehead. Of course all this would happen in such an instant that he would look around and have no clue who did it, or what even happened... Can you tell I was just a little bit irritated???? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both of my Grandfather's fought in wars for our Country, my own Father was sent to Vietnam twice, leaving 6 kids at home! I come from a long line of military family members, including my husband and my son! It burns me up when people take for granted what the words of the National Anthem mean....they don't even know them enough to sing along...they just don't care...it saddened me, and it make me wonder what a State Fair might be like in 10 or 20 years, will we even have a National Anthem?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, I'm off the box now....just had to vent, and what better place than the internet? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you all have a beatiful day...I'm going out into my garden to put in some cabbage, broccoli and lettuce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-3470760979537181426?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/3470760979537181426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=3470760979537181426' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3470760979537181426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3470760979537181426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/state-fairand-respect-our-flag.html' title='State Fair....and Respect our Flag...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SwLCMBXw95I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/lFCGS_qT5aY/s72-c/PB150047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-8052642224968205379</id><published>2009-11-13T08:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:33:31.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Lump of Clay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Blessed are they whose transgressions are forgiven. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Whose sins are covred. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blessed is the man whose sin the Lord will never count against him."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Romans 4:7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many times I feel that I have failed God. All these years I've lived for Him, and then I turn my back on Him to fulfill my own selfish desires. How can I be forgiven? He was making a beautiful clay vessel out of me, I could feel myself turn from a soggy lump of clay into a tall, vessel, with gentle curves and deep grooves, patterns etched deep into my soul by the Master's hands. Then, all at once I failed Him. Surely, oh SURELY He must mash that half finished work back into a lump of soggy clay and start all over. I'm a mistake....but wait....God doesn't make mistakes - we do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, He doesn't begin all over again with a fresh lump of clay. He picks up right where we left off. We repent, we turn from our sin ~ no matter it's content, no matter it's size, no matter the pain it's caused. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We turn ~ He forgives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He scrapes the crud out of the clay ~ our vessel, the one He has been lovingly turning on His wheel all along. The damaged parts are still wet clay, ready to be re-molded ~ because WE ARE NOT FINISHED YET! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His gentle hands squeeze living water over our broken souls and He firmly presses and molds, He forms us. We are still a work of art in His hands. Ever changing, being molded, even when we are weak and our clay walls fold in. It is because of His strenth that we are re-formed ~ He is the potter, we are the clay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403580094398916290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sv1fd2oE5sI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NgyAyJj8s5Y/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-8052642224968205379?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/8052642224968205379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=8052642224968205379' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8052642224968205379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/8052642224968205379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/lump-of-clay.html' title='Lump of Clay...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sv1fd2oE5sI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NgyAyJj8s5Y/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-3154461611321891739</id><published>2009-11-12T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:00:06.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Love Story, Part 8...FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BUT, being the obedient (and love struck) girl that I was, I painted the little wooden plaque, wrapped it in tissue paper, tucked it into my purse and then layed out a fleece for my Lord. Knowing FULL well that I wouldn't be afforded this opportunity, I said to my Lord..."The only way I can give this to him is if I find myself completely alone with him" - gutsy eh? Who do I think I am testing God like that? I KNEW that couldn't happen. It had never happened before, why would it happen now????......"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I arrived at Sunday evening church servcice and found my friend Kim with her hubby Brad sitting in about the 5th row, close to the aisle. I sat down next to Kim, and we began chatting, while I kept one eye perusing the area for my "target". There he was walking down the aisle, passing us and heading for his 2nd row spot, (yup, not gonna have that chance today, am I God?).  That's when my dearest friend Kim (the NOT shy one), loudly calls to Mike (whom she's met only a couple of times)... "Mike, Hey, Mike! There's a seat right here!".  She then proceeds to ask her hubby to move over one, she does the same, making a space between her and I. Oh, I wonder how many shades of red I turned. I don't know if he felt pressured, awkward or irritated not to be sitting in his specific spot in the 2nd row, but he seemed happy enough to plop down between Kim and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Those eyes just melted my heart, they still do...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq0ihLMII/AAAAAAAAB04/TiAMPgh0Qao/s1600-h/Scan0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888891324379266" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq0ihLMII/AAAAAAAAB04/TiAMPgh0Qao/s320/Scan0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We made small talk while my heart danced a jig inside my chest. I struggled to keep that calm, "&lt;u&gt;this is just casual friendship&lt;/u&gt;" look on my face,...wanting to just sit and stare into those eyes for hours....then praise and worship started and I had to re-focus my priorities!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;After church, we chatted breifly and said goodnight. I headed toward the childrens ministry building to pick up my son and Mike headed toward the parking lot.  *Sigh*....see...I KNEW it couldn't happen...maybe I shouldn't have tested God...I probably really messed it all up with my big "fleece"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The doorway to the childrens building is a busy place to be, lot's of families in and out the double doors. Just as I went inside the door, I remembered something I needed to pick up in the lobby, so I quickly turned around going against the flow of "traffic", I opened the door to head out, and right there in front of my face was Michael. He had opened the door to come into the building, and he stepped back outside to let me through. As I stepped out the door and we stood there face to face...would you believe this??????...........there was NO ONE around. We stood (in a very busy entry way) COMPLETELY alone. I felt the laugh of God tickling the back of my neck...."thought it couldn't happen huh?".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;With one VERY deep and VERY nervous breath, I said "Oh, I have something for you". My hands were trembling. You see, I'm not the kind of person who does confrontation well, not ANY kind, good or bad. I get nervous, I get shaky, I was REALLY nervous now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I reached into my purse and pulled out the little tissue paper wrapped plaque. Mike took it and unwrapped it. I explained that I had no idea why I made it for him, but I just felt like God wanted me to. He told me that was one of his favorite verses and thanked me. We said goodnight, I picked up my son and instead of driving home, we floated there on pink fluffy cloud made of cotton candy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When I arrived home, there was a message on my answering machine...it was MIKE! :) He wanted to make sure he had said Thank You... (good one)...apparantly he had called our mutual friend, Angela, to get my number.  I quickly called her and got his number too!  Now that he had called me, he wasn't gettin' away. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Our first date without Cris, Church Christmas Banquet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq06WPQpI/AAAAAAAAB1A/9UwzVWACNqM/s1600-h/Scan0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888897720959634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq06WPQpI/AAAAAAAAB1A/9UwzVWACNqM/s320/Scan0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We began talking often on the phone and decided the following week to go out after church for ice cream, with my son,...NOT a date, just hangin' out. We did a lot of "hangin' out" over the next few months, until we finally started "Dating". Neither of us believe in dating for the fun of it...the goal is marriage, and we believe in only dating someone you think you'd marry. Wow...I was READY NOW!!!! BUT, Mike was not. He's the analytical one, the thinker, the "take it one day at a time", the wise one, the planner, the be careful not to make mistakes one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Mike and Cris making dinner at Mike's Apartment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1E6NCaI/AAAAAAAAB1I/thmd74kZlLE/s1600-h/Scan0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888900556163490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1E6NCaI/AAAAAAAAB1I/thmd74kZlLE/s320/Scan0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;After 2 years of dating, I was wondering what the deal was. I was sure we were on the same page, was this guy serious or what? How long do we have to date? I'm not gettin' any younger, if I'm not the right one, let's just break this thing off and move on. Oh impatient girl!!!!! The man has a reason, BE PATIENT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Spending time together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsI-voLVI/AAAAAAAAB2A/rpGQml7bOf4/s1600-h/Scan0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890342010203474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsI-voLVI/AAAAAAAAB2A/rpGQml7bOf4/s320/Scan0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;So, right around that same time, Capt. Mike planned a date for us. We'd been out on dates before, but this time we were going to the "Chart House"....a very expensive, nice place on the river. I started to get goosebumps and my heart was beginning to do that familiar jig inside my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I just KNEW he was going to ask me to marry him, I just KNEW it, but I didn't WANT to KNOW it, because what if I was wrong, then I would feel let down instead of enjoying a nice evening... I tried to NOT KNOW it. I wanted to just enjoy the evening...Oh, but the butterflies persisted to dance around inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;During dinner, a couple we knew came over to our table. They were there celebrating a birthday and asked if we were there for a special occassion with that "gleam in their eye" the one that says "is this IT??"... :)  Mike said "no, just a nice date night".  However, in my mind I SCREAMED "YES!!! He's gonna get down on his knee in 2 seconds, right here in this restaurant and propose to me!!!! - I just KNOW IT!". :) But I just smiled and said "happy birthday"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;During dessert, Mike said he had left his wallet in the car and needed to go get it. Oh SURE,...YUP, he's gettin' the ring, I just KNOW it!!!! He's gonna come back, get on his knee and propose to me right HERE!!!! My heart tried to jump out a few times, I stuffed it back in.  He returned with his wallet, we finished dessert, he paid the bill and we left. Ok, fine, I was wrong, see I KNEW I was wrong. I told myself not to get my hopes up, it was a nice night, just ENJOY it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He suggested we drive to a little park along the river and walk and chat, nice idea, I was no longer thinking anything. It had been a lovely night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We walked to the pavilion at the edge of the water and Mike kept walking a little away from me, he would teeter on the rocks and walk here and there, tossing rocks into the water....(little did I know HIS heart was doing summersaults and his stomoch was trying to release the meal we just enjoyed - the boy was nervous!)...I was thinking that he wasn't doing much "chatting". Then we went and sat on a bench in the pavilion, we "chatted" about things, life, the thought of marriage,...then I opened my big "shy" mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm almost embarrassed to admit this, but perhasp it because Mike was having an extremely nervous moment. For someone who always has it together and is calm and cool in ANY situation, he was having a real hard time getting out what he wanted to say. We all know that God once used the mouth of a donkey, so this time he chose me...it went something like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ME:  "Why don't you just ask me to marry you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mike:  "OK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I giggled, not thinking he was serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MIKE:  "shouldn't I get on one knee?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I giggled, still not really WANTING to believe that I BELIEVED that he was for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ME:  "yeah" (smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MIKE:  "shouldn't I give you a ring?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;...this is where I hestitated to giggle, because it's easy enough for him to do all the other things in fun, but for him to give me a ring means he HAS one on him, FOR ME!!! ....I stumbled and stuttered over my words, barely getting them out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ME:  "...um....yes..."....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Then on one knee, under the stars, as a breeze blew tiny waves across the rocks, he pulled a little green treasure box out of his pocket and opened it up to reveal a precious ring with a sparkling diamond. He put it on my finger and asked me to be his wife.  I couldn't breathe, but somehow I WAS able to say "YES!!!!". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(This is what I looked like when I was floating on the pink fluffy cloud...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1Sp849I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/d2ChaQqFwgM/s1600-h/Scan0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888904246092754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1Sp849I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/d2ChaQqFwgM/s320/Scan0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Capt. Mike praising the Lord in my Apartment a few days before our wedding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1a_09ZI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/hmqECRfzlWg/s1600-h/Scan0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402888906485331346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq1a_09ZI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/hmqECRfzlWg/s320/Scan0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The next day on my lunch hour, I floated to Kim's house for lunch on a pink fluffy cloud made out of cotton candy... :)....she asked about our date, I said it was "nice",....laying my hand palm down on her counter as we chatted,..."So, nothin' huh?"....I smiled,....she looked down at the ring and I think she left on a big yellow cloud made out of smiley faces, then she came back and we screamed and giggled and danced around and cried and all that good stuff....I think she was almost as excited as me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(The Big Day! ~ Kim and Kathy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIWCxKsI/AAAAAAAAB1w/9z3Gm4KW4WE/s1600-h/Scan0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890331084630722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIWCxKsI/AAAAAAAAB1w/9z3Gm4KW4WE/s320/Scan0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(My Love)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIvJ21JI/AAAAAAAAB14/i8Eghm0xbsM/s1600-h/Scan0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890337825248402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIvJ21JI/AAAAAAAAB14/i8Eghm0xbsM/s320/Scan0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Our Little Man)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIWhweoI/AAAAAAAAB1o/q7qLUx8x0hU/s1600-h/Scan0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890331214609026" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsIWhweoI/AAAAAAAAB1o/q7qLUx8x0hU/s320/Scan0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;That was May 22, 1999...just over 3 months later I became forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Mrs. Charest ~ blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(September 4, 1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsH2evanI/AAAAAAAAB1g/MFT8-EMoUhI/s1600-h/Scan0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402890322612021874" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrsH2evanI/AAAAAAAAB1g/MFT8-EMoUhI/s320/Scan0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(November 5, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrpzkTTqRI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rRCaXiJNaYk/s1600-h/PB030099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402887775111588114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrpzkTTqRI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rRCaXiJNaYk/s320/PB030099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Thanks for stickin' around to read until the end, have a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1681884476399746178-3154461611321891739?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/3154461611321891739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=3154461611321891739' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3154461611321891739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/3154461611321891739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-story-part-8finally.html' title='Love Story, Part 8...FINALLY!'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svrq0ihLMII/AAAAAAAAB04/TiAMPgh0Qao/s72-c/Scan0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-4762868049665135930</id><published>2009-11-09T07:56:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:22:11.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>Mountain Fall Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm back! :) We spent a whole week tromping around North Georgia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and Southern North Carolina (that sounds weird) - hiking to waterfalls, driving through colorful, winding roads, and enjoying the cooler air.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seemed that I heard myself over and over again saying... "Oh wow!" ~ "That's gorgeous!" ~ "Look at those colors!", etc...  It truly was a fantastic sight, and each time I see something beautiful that was created by the hands of our amazing and mighty God, I am in awe at his graciousness to us.  He could have made trees perform their function (cleaning the air, providing food, etc.) without making them go through these magnificent changes.  He could have made them all plain and boring, but He chose in His great goodness to give us the gift of beauty.  A masterpiece painting that changes with every shift in the breeze -Wow!  Thank you Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It even inspired me to write a poem ~ maybe I'll post it later this week if I get the nerve, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I love visiting the mountains and seeing all the beauty up there, I am always so happy to come home, to the place that God has planted me.  Sometimes I find myself complaining about the heat, but there is so much beauty here, that we often take for granted.  Sunsets that fill the sky, picking cabbage in December, watching dolphins in the river, growing plumerias and pineapples in my own backyard, the sound of the ocean waves and the feel of sand between my toes.  I love how each place in this wild world has it's own style of beauty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is some of the beauty that we we able to enjoy on our trip...I hope you enjoy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm gonna catch up on a little blog reading and some household chores that didn't disappear while I was away ~ :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is where we stayed ~ just enough room for the 2 of us.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ2d9gyPI/AAAAAAAABvg/SQqz3No7X-4/s1600-h/PB010164.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096176577169650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ2d9gyPI/AAAAAAAABvg/SQqz3No7X-4/s320/PB010164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;We ALWAYS stop at Schlotzskys in Gainsville, FL, when we head north.  We both LOVE it, and it's the only one left in Florida!!!!   :(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ2KoFLbI/AAAAAAAABvY/KnoCzbon3Xw/s1600-h/PB010119.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096171387006386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ2KoFLbI/AAAAAAAABvY/KnoCzbon3Xw/s320/PB010119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anna Ruby Falls ~ can you see me?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtUh8JZI/AAAAAAAABxo/EIYRnInx1Ss/s1600-h/PB060136.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114711124452754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtUh8JZI/AAAAAAAABxo/EIYRnInx1Ss/s320/PB060136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Creek cascades below Anna Ruby Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtIvliUI/AAAAAAAABxg/J-DbXQBeOhg/s1600-h/PB060121.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114707960465730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtIvliUI/AAAAAAAABxg/J-DbXQBeOhg/s320/PB060121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trees that seem to grow out of rocks really have roots that crawl down and around to find the soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgqs_vZ5RI/AAAAAAAABxY/r_tsVLiH9do/s1600-h/PB060110.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114705543783698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgqs_vZ5RI/AAAAAAAABxY/r_tsVLiH9do/s320/PB060110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wow!  That's a tall tree!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgeoxj92gI/AAAAAAAABxI/0_T4zJR37Zk/s1600-h/PB060108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101438878702082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgeoxj92gI/AAAAAAAABxI/0_T4zJR37Zk/s320/PB060108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;See!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqsiJ1PXI/AAAAAAAABxQ/Y_oQuEUAWac/s1600-h/PB060112.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114697601564018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqsiJ1PXI/AAAAAAAABxQ/Y_oQuEUAWac/s320/PB060112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;High Shoals Falls&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeopuD-zI/AAAAAAAABxA/Ig43VaTGJGc/s1600-h/PB060063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101436773563186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeopuD-zI/AAAAAAAABxA/Ig43VaTGJGc/s320/PB060063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sweet! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeoY3LW3I/AAAAAAAABw4/c9y4qOJM84o/s1600-h/PB060069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101432248392562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeoY3LW3I/AAAAAAAABw4/c9y4qOJM84o/s320/PB060069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do you see the strange little face here?  I do!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeoCyXVkI/AAAAAAAABww/BfKHIArTgOo/s1600-h/PB060097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101426322626114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgeoCyXVkI/AAAAAAAABww/BfKHIArTgOo/s320/PB060097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blue Hole Falls ~ my and my Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgen0mF4iI/AAAAAAAABwo/1FgW0s5zEPU/s1600-h/PB060042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402101422513054242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Svgen0mF4iI/AAAAAAAABwo/1FgW0s5zEPU/s320/PB060042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby tree...we'll be back to check on ya' in a few years buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcShO1UKI/AAAAAAAABwg/97UWsyQZ3KM/s1600-h/PB060027.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402098857514717346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcShO1UKI/AAAAAAAABwg/97UWsyQZ3KM/s320/PB060027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Georgia's highest point ~ Brasstown Bald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcSW5IGuI/AAAAAAAABwY/PMuWC94umOU/s1600-h/PB050241.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402098854739319522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcSW5IGuI/AAAAAAAABwY/PMuWC94umOU/s320/PB050241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A card I made for Kim, but when she got it, it had no body! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcSIusQMI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jmrHxHNuee4/s1600-h/PB040143.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402098850937454786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcSIusQMI/AAAAAAAABwQ/jmrHxHNuee4/s320/PB040143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In front of our picnic table at the lake above Tallulah Gorge Dam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcRyY_T8I/AAAAAAAABwI/sS-2m_pepBY/s1600-h/PB030097.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402098844940849090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcRyY_T8I/AAAAAAAABwI/sS-2m_pepBY/s320/PB030097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tallulah Gorge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcRksVFxI/AAAAAAAABwA/2cWsWdLeGbg/s1600-h/PB030062.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402098841263871762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgcRksVFxI/AAAAAAAABwA/2cWsWdLeGbg/s320/PB030062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beautiful colors!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ3VNJFJI/AAAAAAAABv4/zwhGr3qAoKw/s1600-h/PB030020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096191406675090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ3VNJFJI/AAAAAAAABv4/zwhGr3qAoKw/s320/PB030020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;We saw several signs like this throughout the area,...you'll have to click on the picture to read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ3LAbKKI/AAAAAAAABvw/EvmB41VLsZY/s1600-h/PB030008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096188668979362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ3LAbKKI/AAAAAAAABvw/EvmB41VLsZY/s320/PB030008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rock's eye view... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ20L5b4I/AAAAAAAABvo/b5dHOdQWgyQ/s1600-h/PB020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402096182543085442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ20L5b4I/AAAAAAAABvo/b5dHOdQWgyQ/s320/PB020191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gotta leave my mark!...NO, I didn't do it, but it looks cute! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtkEUkRI/AAAAAAAABxw/5CCtNPyOB4A/s1600-h/PB060146.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402114715295191314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgqtkEUkRI/AAAAAAAABxw/5CCtNPyOB4A/s320/PB060146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-4762868049665135930?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/4762868049665135930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=4762868049665135930' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4762868049665135930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/4762868049665135930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/11/mountain-fall-vacation.html' title='Mountain Fall Vacation'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvgZ2d9gyPI/AAAAAAAABvg/SQqz3No7X-4/s72-c/PB010164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-2654505927314917895</id><published>2009-10-31T13:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:00:14.548-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fun of Living'/><title type='text'>Where have I been? LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I feel like I've disappeared from Blog Land! I've been so busy this past week that I just haven't had any time to get online and read blogs, or type any of my own. I have started drafting my next edition of "Love Story", but it's still not finished yet...I thought it would be the last one, but I may have to make it into 2 more. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We are getting ready to go on vacation for a week, so you won't hear from me for at least that long. We won't have much availability to the internet,...we'll be in the mountains, enjoying some cooler weather, and HOPEFULLY some pretty leaf color (though I fear we have missed it already). We'll be doing some hiking and relaxing. I plan to take some projects with me, sewing, crafting, books to read - I'm looking forward to a break from the heat we've been enduring here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;(Random picture...isn't she just adorable?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sux-XysDmOI/AAAAAAAABvQ/mPDczx1eAX4/s1600-h/100_3676.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829000519031010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sux-XysDmOI/AAAAAAAABvQ/mPDczx1eAX4/s320/100_3676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'll have a lot of catching up to do when I get back, I'll need to find out what everyone has been doing in Blog Land...I'd really better get packing!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Have a beautiful week my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-2654505927314917895?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/2654505927314917895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=2654505927314917895' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/2654505927314917895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/2654505927314917895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-have-i-been-lol.html' title='Where have I been? LOL'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/Sux-XysDmOI/AAAAAAAABvQ/mPDczx1eAX4/s72-c/100_3676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1681884476399746178.post-2883978316386103747</id><published>2009-10-27T19:28:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:47:46.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Love Story Part 7,...we're almost there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, here it is,...the long awaited final part to my sweet Love Story. Well,...it was SUPPOSED to be the final part. I'm long winded, so you still have one more after this (do I sound like a broken record?). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you haven't read any of my Love Story posts, please start here...&lt;a href="http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/search/label/Love%20Story"&gt;Love Story&lt;/a&gt;. Just scroll to the bottom and work your way up. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"So close and yet so far...After I came to Christ, Mike and I were attending the same church, but we just didn't know eachother yet."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had been a Chrisitian for a few years, I was learning, growing, and loving the new life that Christ had poured into me. I had been blessed, too, with a good job working as a Secretary with a small company. As a single Mom, it was a great blessing to have a steady job, healthcare, and paid vacation, without a college education, it was definitely the hand of God caring for me, He always saw that my needs were met. Though I was happy in my life, I still desired to have a godly man to share my life with, someone who would be a good role model for my son, someone who loved the Lord with all his heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike had been growing as well, he dove into God's Word with all that he had, he began Bible College, as he wanted to be sure that he understood scripture and how to apply to all of life. He had come to a place in his life where he was happy single. He felt that perhaps that was what God had intended for him - single for the Lord. It wasn't that he didn't want a relationship, it was just that he didn't want all the drama and pain that can come with it - he would rather focus on what God wanted for his life....little did he know that included me! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike had always had a heart for kids, and loved being an Uncle to his many neices and nephews, so when he decided to become a volunteer at church, Sunday School seemed the perfect place. He was given the 3rd and 4th grade classes. As our church began to rapidly grow (and volunteers didn't) his classes were sometimes filled with up to 50 children at a time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a little boy in his class that caught his attention, not really in a GOOD way. This little guy, Cris, was a bit roudy, didn't like to sit still and talked out of turn. Mike got the feeling that he was from a single parent home and his heart went out to him. However, while he felt sorry for the kid, he couldn't have him distrupting the class, especially not one that large, so he called for a conference with the parent....God does have a sense of humor doesn't He? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, I was attending church and serving in other areas. During service there was a certain guy that caught my eye. I vividly remember him sitting 2 rows in front of me, and slightly to the left...or should I say, I usually found a seat 2 rows behind him, and slightly to the right. :) It was a nice view, I liked his profile, I liked his long eyelashes, I liked the peaceful way he praised the Lord, I liked the way he paid attention so deeply to the sermons....pang of guilt, apparantly I was paying more attention to him than the pastor - yikes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't get me wrong. I paid attention in church, I was learning God's Word and growing in leaps and bounds, but I couldn't help but notice this man. He had the most beautiful eyes and well, let's just say he caught my attention - he was a hunk! But the funny thing is, what attracted me the MOST was his passion for God's word. I see almost feel it in the way he took notes, turned his pages and listened so intently to the pastor; he never chatted or passed mints to friends, and I couldn't help but peek at him during praise and worship,...it was almost like I could feel his heart, his love for his Lord. There was something in his strong, silent demeanor that drew me to him. Well, I was a pretty shy gal (yes, it's true), and I figured unless God threw him in my lap I would never get to even know his name...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then,...I had a dream. Oh gracious, I know, ya'll are sitting on the edge of your seats now, "Oh, she had a DREAM"....now hold your horses, this was a very nice, clean, sweet dream. I was so simple and it really WOWED me....here's how it went... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were laying in a bed next to eachother (it was TOTALLY innocent, so keep reading), and facing eachother,...all I could see in my dream was our faces. He looked into my eyes and said "I love you,...I really love you"....and that was it. Well, I woke up in the morning and grabbed my journal and starting writing God a HUGE letter...what is that all about? Who is this guy? Why am I dreaming about him? Is he gonna be my gift???? Woo-Hooooooo! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next thing you know, I am asked to meet with my son's Sunday School teacher...you know it's bad when you have a parent/teacher conference AT CHURCH! Oh my. Well, as it should be, there was another person present during our meeting. Now this may sound strange, if you go to a smallish church, or even if you go to a large church and have decent size classes, you probably know your childs teacher. However, in the early stages of our church, the classes were so large that the teacher was in the class "settling" things, while the assistant was at the door signing kids in. The parents didn't even go in the room, it would be too crazy and crowded. So I actually didn't KNOW who his teacher was! So, the meeting began, and ended...I couldn't tell you what was said, I COULD, however, tell you that his teacher had some long lush eyelashes and gorgeous eyes!!! Yes, I promised to discuss with my son his behavior...then I floated home on a pink fluffy cloud made of cotton candy....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A week or so later, I was chatting with my friend Jo Ellen near the lobby entrance at church...my back was toward the lobby and she said to me,..."Now, THERE'S a guy you should be 'going for'"...I turned around and can you guess who was in the lobby playing around with my son? Yup, Capt. Eyelashes himself! :) I almost passed out, but instead I told her about my dream! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day on a Sunday afternoon, I decided to pull out some craft items. I sat at my table when I felt like God had literally spoken to me...hard to explain, but I completely felt like He said to me to make a painted craft with this verse..."Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own undertanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight." Proverbs 3:5,6 ~ THEN the Lord 'said' that I was to take it to church that night and give it to Mike....whom I HARDLY knew!!! By now, (after the conference), we had even acquaintance to say 'hi' in passing, chat in a group of 'singles', etc...but it had never really gone further than that - so I wasn't feeling too comfy with this whole situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrMpeH_gwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/QGF5MDbn6-o/s1600-h/PB110001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402855715817620226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrMpeH_gwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/QGF5MDbn6-o/s320/PB110001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT, being the obedient (and love struck) girl that I was, I painted the little wooden plaque, wrapped it in tissue paper, tucked it into my purse and then layed out a fleece for my Lord. Knowing FULL well that I wouldn't be afforded this opportunity, I said to my Lord..."The only way I can give this to him is if I find myself completely alone with him" - gutsy eh? Who do I think I am testing God like that? I KNEW that couldn't happen. It had never happened before, why would it happen now????......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, I think that's MORE than enough to leave you hangin' for today, LOL...I PROMISE to have the rest up tomorrow! Promise - that's a strong word!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you are enjoying my true love story...I am enjoying re-living it with you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a beautiful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/284/4701EF275F433A581E666B529835FEEC.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1681884476399746178-2883978316386103747?l=happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/feeds/2883978316386103747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1681884476399746178&amp;postID=2883978316386103747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/2883978316386103747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1681884476399746178/posts/default/2883978316386103747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happywife-mrsc.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-story-part-7yall-have-been-waiting.html' title='Love Story Part 7,...we&apos;re almost there...'/><author><name>Kathy C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17099897804706795324</uri><email>kathycharest@aol.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12099102539650412713'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wvd5lNWPQZw/SvrMpeH_gwI/AAAAAAAAB0o/QGF5MDbn6-o/s72-c/PB110001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>