<?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-27618274</id><updated>2009-10-14T14:54:18.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in over my head but I'm under His grace</title><subtitle type='html'>His grace is sufficient for me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-4966059245810261</id><published>2009-06-05T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:33:56.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect dress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sinis_W53HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/z1Ygl2UKnA0/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344051695401426034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sinis_W53HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/z1Ygl2UKnA0/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have four kids and like any momma, I like to brag on my kids. My eldest just got promoted from 5th to 6th grade. She is no longer an elementary school student. She has begun her journey as a young woman, officially. We went looking for her dress for this special occasion and that itself was quiet the occasion. It was an enjoyable time though. We started at Ross, then Kohl's, and we wandered the mall for a bit. Then we saw Dillards...hmm...they have clearance racks. So we ventured up to the third floor to see what we could find. We knew the right dress would eventually call out to us..and it did. We found this coral beauty and Abby made it shine even more! The whole trying on and helping bring more back and switching clothes on and off the hangers etc...took me back. Back to when my own mom and I went shopping, when we were able to. I grew up in a big family. So when we did go shopping, it was special, and sure enough, Abby let me know that she felt spoiled...good..she should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. the dress was only an awesome $27. And Abby was so tickled that after we paid, they put it in a plastic bag. It was so exciting to have moved up in the world..she had bought a 'bagged dress'! Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and just a bit more bragging...she has also got commended scores on all her TAKS (Texas state tests) tests for this year. Which means not only did she pass, but she exceeded expectations. On her last test, science, she ONLY missed one question. Can you see me glowing? I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-4966059245810261?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4966059245810261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=4966059245810261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4966059245810261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4966059245810261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfect-dress.html' title='The perfect dress!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sinis_W53HI/AAAAAAAAAIo/z1Ygl2UKnA0/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-3212632384070848733</id><published>2009-05-22T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:46:16.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, yeah...I am not so regular..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/ShizCcK9JeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMBOT3fVpXs/s1600-h/DSC02913.JPE"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339214212750976482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/ShizCcK9JeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMBOT3fVpXs/s320/DSC02913.JPE" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Shiy5x5PGQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/h4mQfngaT9o/s1600-h/The+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339214063963412738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Shiy5x5PGQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/h4mQfngaT9o/s320/The+Kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't tend to be real regular. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;...and I'm not talking about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of regular. I just mean I don't get to post as much as I would like. Gosh during the school year I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; in over my head! With work, and thank God for overtime too, it is really hard to find time for myself...I am still looking. The condition of my house has taken back seat, yet again! And again I am vowing to get it in order before my mom comes to visit this summer, even though she is a big help and encouragement to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never would have imagined myself on the journey that I am on now. I never planned on being a full time working mom, trying to switch between 'hats' quickly and dump my 'stuff' from work before I walk in the door. Wow, what a challenge. I did one of those things that you're not supposed to do. I got the kids what I refer to as 'guilt gifts'. Yeah I got them each a little something because I have not been around enough. But on a more positive and productive note, we just got our passes to the YMCA this past Tuesday. Well the kids wanted to go out swimming right away that night...on a school night. So yes we did and we sure had fun! Just me and the kids. I need to work on making more memories like that. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Shix_N9MgJI/AAAAAAAAAII/WMaqz2llHEo/s1600-h/The+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/27618274-3212632384070848733?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3212632384070848733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=3212632384070848733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/3212632384070848733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/3212632384070848733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-yeahi-am-not-so-regular.html' title='So, yeah...I am not so regular..'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/ShizCcK9JeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eMBOT3fVpXs/s72-c/DSC02913.JPE' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-4889112568178453586</id><published>2009-05-04T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:37:49.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddy! our little angel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sf7632YVPcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/clkKuFMuSjQ/s1600-h/PICT0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331974846250565058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sf7632YVPcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/clkKuFMuSjQ/s320/PICT0508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the loss of our two four legged family members, we were wanting to adopt another dog into our family. Well, it turns out that he found us. We found Buddy on the side of our house one afternoon, shaking like a leaf. he was filthy and flea ridden. We took him inside and gave him a bath and cleaned him up. We took him to the vet to check for a chip. We did the necessary checking to see if someone had lost him. But after sufficient time, we claimed him as ours. He has been the most perfect dog. It seems almost too perfect. We love him with all our hearts, which has been very healing for us after the loss of the others. When Ralph goes to pick up the kids from school, he goes along for the ride. When we go to Sweetwater to visit my Grandma and Aunt, he goes. I love that he is 'portable' and that he travels well. I think it is so sweet that he follows my husband around the house and sits at his feet and sleeps by my side of the bed. I think the one thing that I really love most....he doesn't shed! Because he has some poodle in him...poodles don't shed. Thank you God...you knew exactly what we needed and wanted.&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/27618274-4889112568178453586?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4889112568178453586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=4889112568178453586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4889112568178453586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4889112568178453586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/buddy-our-little-angel.html' title='Buddy! our little angel...'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Sf7632YVPcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/clkKuFMuSjQ/s72-c/PICT0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-1525453199636055887</id><published>2009-03-02T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:49:04.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Axle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Saxvt1VWuCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Go3pZPAkDdQ/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308740893964417058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Saxvt1VWuCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Go3pZPAkDdQ/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we have more sad news from our home. Our second doggie Axle, has passed away as well, he was 12 years old too. He has only been with us for about 2 1/2 years. But he has been such a sweet little guy. He never complained, always loved, and was a real trooper on the road. He is a retired circus dog that we adopted from my circus performing brother. He had a full life and happy life. I feel that we were his retirement family and we gave him the best we had. Thank you Axle for taking us into your heart and loving us. We love you with all our hearts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-1525453199636055887?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1525453199636055887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=1525453199636055887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/1525453199636055887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/1525453199636055887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-we-have-more-sad-news-from-our.html' title='Our Little Axle'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Saxvt1VWuCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Go3pZPAkDdQ/s72-c/095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-5435605926813834196</id><published>2009-02-24T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:31:10.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dear Robin</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in months...either because I have no personal life or there is too much packed into my days...or both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we recently had something happen in and to our family. Our dear family companion and best friend of 12 years has passed on. It has been a few weeks now. My heart is still very tender. Some would argue that she was &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; a dog. Robin was so much more than that. She was there before we were married. She was there for the birth of our four kids and we were there for the birth of her eight. She was with us through all the up, downs, ins and outs of being on the mission field. She has come with us stateside these past three years, in what I consider her golden years. She loved us and was so loved by us. There will never be another to replace her...not even close.&lt;br /&gt;Robin...you'll be missed. 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Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...Quiet time at the end of the day with a glass of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2...Reading a book quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3..Taking a nice long bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4..Going out on a date with my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5..Playing with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, they were not listed in any particular order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-2487079859340150268?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2487079859340150268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=2487079859340150268&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2487079859340150268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2487079859340150268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-things-i-enjoy-meme.html' title='5 Things I enjoy MEME'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-7395946223970664127</id><published>2008-07-30T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:35:43.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcqwV-_kI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Eooy1ZUwuMc/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229062531955228226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcqwV-_kI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Eooy1ZUwuMc/s320/DSC03039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFciPioxJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gNMM-R0rRB4/s1600-h/beka+%26+mommy+%40+bay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229062385710974098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFciPioxJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gNMM-R0rRB4/s320/beka+%26+mommy+%40+bay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcaIY2qiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rtmpBdE8xFg/s1600-h/ana+%40+bay+looks+cool.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229062246351940130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcaIY2qiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rtmpBdE8xFg/s320/ana+%40+bay+looks+cool.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcRx5sSrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/W01H6Nil5Og/s1600-h/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229062102876703410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcRx5sSrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/W01H6Nil5Og/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been blessed to be able to take a road trip to visit family in another state. But I have left my dear husband to hold down the fort, even though I have the 'tribe' with me. We have been gone four weeks and we are itching to get back home. But there has been so many family and friends that we have not seen and some that we will still not get the chance to see. Nevertheless...we need to get back home. Here are just a few precious pictures of our trip.  These pic's are of us 'chillin' at the bay..it was kind of cold. But we had fun. It may be another year or two before we get back there....so who cares if it's cold, right?!&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/27618274-7395946223970664127?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7395946223970664127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=7395946223970664127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7395946223970664127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7395946223970664127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer vacation!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/SJFcqwV-_kI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Eooy1ZUwuMc/s72-c/DSC03039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-2837174674790598855</id><published>2008-03-08T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:03:18.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Easters Past</title><content type='html'>This is our first Easter in Texas in our new home...in our green grass backyard. We were so excited because in Mexico grass is almost extinct...just kidding. But it is very rare to have a yard with grass. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9KvY7yXxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WliWlKlyknk/s1600-h/2006spring+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175391764702807778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9KvY7yXxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WliWlKlyknk/s320/2006spring+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We had literaly just moved and had not unpacked all the boxes. We had arrived, if I remember correctly, the friday or saturday before easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9Kuu7yXxtI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rdgTcE83v18/s1600-h/2006spring+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175391043148302034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9Kuu7yXxtI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rdgTcE83v18/s320/2006spring+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9Kue7yXxsI/AAAAAAAAADs/0zWd2HM4RCQ/s1600-h/2006spring+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175390768270395074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9Kue7yXxsI/AAAAAAAAADs/0zWd2HM4RCQ/s320/2006spring+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are Easter egg hunts that we had while missionaries in Mexico. I believe they are 2006, 2005 and 2004 pix. and like I said...no grass. We hid them on the patio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K1n7yXxwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bGpBSGe2X9g/s1600-h/news4-2004+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175398619470612226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K1n7yXxwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bGpBSGe2X9g/s320/news4-2004+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9KsmLyXxrI/AAAAAAAAADk/MiuN4dbZU4g/s1600-h/march2005+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175388693801191090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9KsmLyXxrI/AAAAAAAAADk/MiuN4dbZU4g/s320/march2005+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K0O7yXxvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XldKOp8jWSg/s1600-h/news4-2004+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175397090462254834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K0O7yXxvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XldKOp8jWSg/s320/news4-2004+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K4aLyXxxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FrlW0UruKbE/s1600-h/news4-2004+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175401681782294290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9K4aLyXxxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FrlW0UruKbE/s320/news4-2004+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/27618274-2837174674790598855?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2837174674790598855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=2837174674790598855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2837174674790598855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2837174674790598855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/03/remembering-easters-past.html' title='Remembering Easters Past'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R9KvY7yXxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WliWlKlyknk/s72-c/2006spring+155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-1991527338287790344</id><published>2008-02-12T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T15:30:29.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy Partners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R7jBQSyL6iI/AAAAAAAAADc/CrbSXd-ro_U/s1600-h/Christmas-Daddy+B-day+&amp;amp;+Spelling+Bee+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168093058072046114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R7jBQSyL6iI/AAAAAAAAADc/CrbSXd-ro_U/s320/Christmas-Daddy+B-day+%26+Spelling+Bee+109.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so sweet to come home to my kiddos all dressed up. They were having fun playing and then took some pictures. It kinda reminds me of the 'old timey' pictures that cost you a fortune at amusement parks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So smart of them to save me a bundle! I have been realizing so much that life is so fragil and how much we take for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been asking the Lord for more joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the joy of the Lord is my strength!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as you can see...these kids bring me lots of joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-1991527338287790344?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1991527338287790344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=1991527338287790344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/1991527338287790344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/1991527338287790344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/02/howdy-partners.html' title='Howdy Partners!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/R7jBQSyL6iI/AAAAAAAAADc/CrbSXd-ro_U/s72-c/Christmas-Daddy+B-day+%26+Spelling+Bee+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-7533100073882870276</id><published>2008-01-17T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:33:07.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so proud!</title><content type='html'>Today was a big day for my 9 year old daughter. She is the eldest and has high expecatons of herself. It was so important that I took a half a day off from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was the first time she has been in a Spelling Bee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been on stage before, but not for competition.&lt;br /&gt;The words she had to spell were very challenging. I was so surprised that she easily could spell 3/4 of the words I asked her of the 874 long list!&lt;br /&gt;But it was not meant to be. She misspelled her first word on the first round.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am so very proud of her. For getting up there and giving it her best shot. Honestly, it was her nerves that caused her to misspell the word and she spelled it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I know that there was a cafeteria full of kids that wanted to be in the Bee, but  only thirty got in because they took the tests and passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-7533100073882870276?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7533100073882870276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=7533100073882870276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7533100073882870276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7533100073882870276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-so-proud.html' title='I&apos;m so proud!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-7507684096556378339</id><published>2008-01-12T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T14:24:43.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>From the Good Clean Funnies</title><content type='html'>Two-Day Course For Men&lt;br /&gt;EVENING CLASSES FOR MEN!&lt;br /&gt;OPEN TO MEN ONLY - ALL ARE WELCOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Due to the complexity and level of difficulty,&lt;br /&gt;each course will accept a maximum of eight participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course covers two days, and topics covered in this courseinclude:&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO FILL ICE CUBE TRAYS&lt;br /&gt;Step-by-step guide with slide presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOILET ROLLS - DO THEY GROW ON THE HOLDERS?&lt;br /&gt;Round table discussion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENCES BETWEEN LAUNDRY BASKET &amp;amp; FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;Practicing with hamper (Pictures and graphics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISHES &amp;amp; SILVERWARE - DO THEY LEVITATE/FLY&lt;br /&gt;TO KITCHEN SINK OR DISHWASHER BY THEMSELVES?&lt;br /&gt;Debate among a panel of experts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMOTE CONTROL&lt;br /&gt;Losing the remote control - Help line and support groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING HOW TO FIND THINGS&lt;br /&gt;Starting with looking in the right place instead of&lt;br /&gt;turningthe house upside down while screaming - Open forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMPTY MILK CARTONS -DO THEY BELONG&lt;br /&gt;IN THE FRIDGE OR THE BIN?&lt;br /&gt;Group discussion and role play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH WATCH - BRINGING HER FLOWERS&lt;br /&gt;IS NOT HARMFUL TO YOURHEALTH&lt;br /&gt;PowerPoint presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL MEN ASK FOR DIRECTIONS WHEN LOST&lt;br /&gt;Real life testimonial from the one man who did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT GENETICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO SIT&lt;br /&gt;QUIETLY AS SHE PARALLELPARKS?&lt;br /&gt;Driving simulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVING WITH ADULTS - BASIC DIFFERENCES&lt;br /&gt;BETWEEN YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;Online class and role playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO BE THE IDEAL SHOPPING COMPANION&lt;br /&gt;Relaxation exercises, meditation and breathing techniques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBERING IMPORTANT DATES &amp;amp; CALLING&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE&lt;br /&gt;Bring your calendar or PDA to class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GETTING OVER IT&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to live with being wrong all the time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-7507684096556378339?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7507684096556378339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=7507684096556378339&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7507684096556378339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7507684096556378339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/from-good-clean-funnies.html' title='From the Good Clean Funnies'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-8950182055255960442</id><published>2008-01-03T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:34:53.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphys law?</title><content type='html'>So is it murphys law or another one that applies here....&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the coldest nights here in North Texas and our heater decides to take a break. It has happened before and works fine the next day. But why today when at night it is supposed to drop to mid 20's? Ack!&lt;br /&gt;The solution? All the kids sleep in the same room and we put a space heater in their and keep the door almost closed. Well, three girls are already share the one room so that just means adding my son. But then the cat and little dog are cold too so they join in. I think I'll be ok in my own room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-8950182055255960442?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8950182055255960442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=8950182055255960442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/8950182055255960442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/8950182055255960442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/murphys-law.html' title='Murphys law?'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-4519446439630074426</id><published>2007-12-25T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:47:51.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for your prayers</title><content type='html'>I will say that there is quiet a need for prayer for the deaf community in general.&lt;br /&gt;Lonnie and Michelle (who work with Carlos and Virginia) have also been hit. As I am typing this there has already been an improvement in their situation, but still need your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Lonnie has been on dialysis for some time now but his situation may be getting more serious and he may need to change the type of treatment he is receiving. But just before Christmas he got admitted to the hospital for pnemonia and his little boy (about 3 months old) also has pnemonia.  At this time though, he is back home in Mexico with his family and he and the baby are doing better, just taking medicine and getting rest.&lt;br /&gt;Please be praying for Michelle, she has been taking on alot herself. Not only the care of her family but also now that Virginia is in the hospital she has been taking on her responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;She needs strength and alot of rest and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Michelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-4519446439630074426?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4519446439630074426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=4519446439630074426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4519446439630074426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4519446439630074426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-for-your-prayers.html' title='Thank you for your prayers'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-5919955267392961248</id><published>2007-12-18T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:58:30.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Virginia</title><content type='html'>Virginia is still in coma and her family is only allowed to visit her for 5 minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;This is to protect others and Virginia as well.&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting to hear the results of the test to find out which kind of Meningitis she has, either bacterial or viral. From what we understand, bacterial meningitis is the more severe and life threatening. They are treating her for this until they get the results back.&lt;br /&gt;It should take about three days.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your continued prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-5919955267392961248?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5919955267392961248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=5919955267392961248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/5919955267392961248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/5919955267392961248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/update-on-virginia.html' title='Update on Virginia'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-6855934724745274935</id><published>2007-12-17T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:14:17.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer ministry'/><title type='text'>Urgent prayer request for Virginia</title><content type='html'>This is an urgent prayer request for a dear friend of ours, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bajacompassion.blogspot.com"&gt;Virginia Suarez &lt;/a&gt;(deaf pastors' wife) had been sick for a few days and on Sunday morning she passed out and has only woken up once since. She is still in a coma at this time. The Doctors say that she is dehydrated and that her sodium and potasium levels are very low. They had originally diagnosed her with diabetes but they just rediagnosed her with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meningitis"&gt;menengitis&lt;/a&gt;. As you can imagine this has really shaken up their family. Her husband's mother is visiting for the holidays and is able to be the mediator at the hospital and make sure she is getting the best care. She will be having a neurologist come and check Virginia in the morning and if she is not getting proper care she will be asking for her to get a transfer to a better hospital.&lt;br /&gt;We covet your prayers for her.&lt;br /&gt;1.For her to wake from coma and for the doctors to effectivly treat the correct problem.&lt;br /&gt;2. That she would be getting the best possible care.3. For the family, her husband Carlos and the two kids. For their peace and comfort during this time.&lt;br /&gt;4. For their financial situation. They do not have any insurance and do not have the resources to handle a situation like this.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so very much!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I could not get the links to work properly. But you can find more information about the Suarez family at my frien Michelle's ministry blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bajacompassion.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.bajacompassion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-6855934724745274935?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6855934724745274935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=6855934724745274935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6855934724745274935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6855934724745274935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/urgent-prayer-request-for-virginia.html' title='Urgent prayer request for Virginia'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-6192102758007301724</id><published>2007-11-22T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:53:20.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for my wonderful husband who cooked our scrumptious meal today while I cleaned the house. And for my 4 wonderful kids who helped me!&lt;br /&gt;This next part was written by my son. It was from a project at school. It was written on a leaf shaped 'booklet'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for math and writing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for money to stay in my house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;Im thankful for my country and city.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my brothers and sisters in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my toys and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Texas and the other states.&lt;br /&gt;by C.L.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-6192102758007301724?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6192102758007301724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=6192102758007301724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6192102758007301724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6192102758007301724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-683516773599781022</id><published>2007-11-15T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:54:41.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a happy weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rz1ME7Bf0YI/AAAAAAAAADM/gR3QE_gkg5A/s1600-h/s41447cb105292_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133342797719392642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rz1ME7Bf0YI/AAAAAAAAADM/gR3QE_gkg5A/s320/s41447cb105292_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rz1LvbBf0XI/AAAAAAAAADE/iDLZp7nlZ3M/s1600-h/s41447cb105292_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133342428352205170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rz1LvbBf0XI/AAAAAAAAADE/iDLZp7nlZ3M/s320/s41447cb105292_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Y'all...I sure wish I could stop in more often to post...sigh..but since cleaning house is priority over that and cleaning house has been a challenge...posting has fallen by the wayside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not yet found the 'secret' to maintaining an orderly home, what ever that is! With both my husband and I working and two out of four kids in school...when is there time and/or energy to wash clothes? It always seems like someone is asking at 6:30 in the morning..."Mom, I don't have any socks...where are some socks?" I am ashamed to say I tell them, "If you can't find any then just wear the ones you had on yesterday." In the back of my mind I am hoping that today is not their gym day and they have to take their shoes of and then someone will see that they are wearing dirty socks and I will be found out for being a bad mom cause my childs socks were dirty! That, plus he did not comb his hair today. I think I have a picture or ideal in my mind of how I want my family to be. How we should look and how our home should look...etc. Some of it is realistic expectations and others I think I need to factor in the kids age plus our busy schedual and size of the home (ok and maybe some of our habits). Yeah, I just have to be more realistic. My mom popped my bubble the other day and said, "You realize it is just going to be this way for a few more years." She said this from experience, based on the ages and proximity of my kids. They are ages 9, 7, 4 and 2. You do the math!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note! We got our act together and finally got our family picture done! The last picture was taken when we only had two kids. And my mom paid for us to have them done at Sears as a Christmas gift.....Last Year!! Well it was alot of fun. The lady got us in and out of there real quick. I felt like I was being rushed through processing in a factory. But when we sat down to look at the 20 picture after less than 5 minutes of picture taking, I was actually impressed! The one I loved was all of us on the floor. I liked it for myself cause I'm looking up and it hides the 'double chin". and that is a good thing! The one that we are all laughing about and is splitting our sides...is the one where she asked if we didn't mind pilling up. So we tried someting new and my husband laid on his belly and she asked me to lay on top of him! Yeah this is something we usually save for the bedroom but, ok. So then she had the two older children on top of us and the youngers down in front. All this needed to be done quick cause the poor man could hardly breath. Afterwards he said he thought someone had kicked him in the side. Which was not possible cause we were all on top of him! Well the following few days proved what had happened as his side was quite sore. We believe he must have fractured or bruised a rib! Not to mention that in the picture it looks like he has a sunburn cause his face is so red. But no worries, he is better now. And of course we order one of those pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny kid quote of the day....my 4 year old tells me she "likes her orange juice with no pope!" ummm..translator please!&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/27618274-683516773599781022?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/683516773599781022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=683516773599781022&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/683516773599781022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/683516773599781022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-happy-weekend.html' title='Have a happy weekend!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rz1ME7Bf0YI/AAAAAAAAADM/gR3QE_gkg5A/s72-c/s41447cb105292_4.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-27618274.post-2976238218632679819</id><published>2007-09-30T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T07:33:30.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making time to spend time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rv-yHPt1F-I/AAAAAAAAACk/3MZr9piU2cc/s1600-h/2006spring+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116003539263756258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rv-yHPt1F-I/AAAAAAAAACk/3MZr9piU2cc/s320/2006spring+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my! i just noticed that it has been almost exactly a month since my last post! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should explain myself.&lt;br /&gt;It has been going on probably the third month now that my husband has been working for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ChemDry&lt;/span&gt;, a carpet cleaning company. He works both the morning and evening shift. I continue to work full time as well as an educational interpreter for the deaf for the local school district. Since a change in my schedule I have been working an hour over time every day, which will continue through the school year. Also my husband has begun to assume more responsibilities at work, which means going in earlier to work. All this translates to better income for the family. Which is what we have been praying for. There are goals that we have been unable to achieve, such as getting out of debt or supporting the deaf ministry. And to also be able to have a future for our family and not sit on the edge of the 'poverty pit' for the rest of our lives. But this comes at a price. Every thing costs either time or money. So there is a delicate balance in our home right now. When I come home, dinner is almost ready and by the time we are done eating, hubby leaves for work. Some days I arrive and he has to leave immediately . And with our kids entering public school for the first time it has been a challenge to adapt. I realize this is the norm for so many American families and it may be where you are at yourself. But I challenge you as I am myself to guard your family and the time you spend together. Because once your children are grown there will be no going back.&lt;br /&gt;Slow down your day and go to the library together or find if you have a dollar theatre in your area. We found our local dollar theatre and it has been a very special treat for the whole family. Make time to spend time. On that note, I'll go , because it's the little things and the little people in our lives that count!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-2976238218632679819?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2976238218632679819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=2976238218632679819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2976238218632679819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/2976238218632679819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-time-to-spend-time.html' title='Making time to spend time'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rv-yHPt1F-I/AAAAAAAAACk/3MZr9piU2cc/s72-c/2006spring+184.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-27618274.post-5829244264742393119</id><published>2007-08-31T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:11:45.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pusgetti...yum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rtj0ZTrXkOI/AAAAAAAAACc/pQPla3XNudA/s1600-h/2006spring+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105098893240537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rtj0ZTrXkOI/AAAAAAAAACc/pQPla3XNudA/s200/2006spring+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From my 4 year old, when I asked her what she ate for lunch at preschool.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We had pusgetti and it starts with Nnnn...Nnnn...pusgetti."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe the N was thrown in there because that was the letter they learned today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go figure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;editors note...pusgetti=spagetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-5829244264742393119?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5829244264742393119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=5829244264742393119&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/5829244264742393119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/5829244264742393119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/pusgettiyum.html' title='Pusgetti...yum!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OVsXgr8Xc/Rtj0ZTrXkOI/AAAAAAAAACc/pQPla3XNudA/s72-c/2006spring+172.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-27618274.post-29187630869375210</id><published>2007-08-23T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:01:39.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Invisible...please read!</title><content type='html'>***I received this e-mail and I just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to share it! This is for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; you moms. It is a little long but so very worth it!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.&lt;br /&gt; I'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30 , please."&lt;br /&gt;I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude -but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;She's going ... she's going ... she's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it.&lt;br /&gt; I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees." &lt;br /&gt;In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:&lt;br /&gt;* No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.&lt;br /&gt; * These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. * They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.&lt;br /&gt;* The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;A legendary story in the book tol d of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it."&lt;br /&gt;And the workman replied, "Because God sees."&lt;br /&gt;I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."&lt;br /&gt; At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.&lt;br /&gt;The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want himto want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add,"You're gonna love it there."&lt;br /&gt;As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-29187630869375210?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/29187630869375210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=29187630869375210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/29187630869375210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/29187630869375210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-invisibleplease-read.html' title='I&apos;m Invisible...please read!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-4711373928640162465</id><published>2007-08-18T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:49:11.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle Name Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;THE RULES:1. You have to post these rules before you give the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. When you are tagged, you need to write your own blog post containing the middle name game facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So here it is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;R....Rarely do I get the chance to post a blog or have the brain power to figure out what to post about. Unless someone is interested in reading about my errands.  Going to work, to the store, drop off and pick up my 4 kids from school/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-k/daycare, going to bank..etc.. Somehow, I think it is not that exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O...Often I stay up way to late. During the summer this could be as late as 1:30 or 2:am. But is more of an average of 12:30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. This is because that is when the house is quiet. I feel like I have a whole other 1/2 day ahead of me when kids go to bed! But as school starts up (and I go back to work for school district) all this will change...dramatically!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;B...Before we moved to Texas about a year and a half ago, we were missionaries in Mexico (to the deaf). Oh what a difference a year and a half makes! Michelle and I were 'neighbors'. I do miss y'all and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; in CA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I...I decided after having 4 kids (3 of them C-sections) to go ahead and 'tie the tubes. This was my Dr's advice. But it is true that every once in a while I wish I could have more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;N...New to me is the fact that my husband and I will both be working  full time and our 2 older kids will be going to public school for the first time and the 2 younger ones will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K/Daycare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So there it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yeah, I don't think I'll have much luck finding someone to tag, since, like I said I have not been posting enough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;R..read it and weep if your name starts with R.O.B.I. or N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;O..Oh, well if it's not I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;B..be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I..in the end it's just a game so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;N..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-4711373928640162465?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4711373928640162465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=4711373928640162465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4711373928640162465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/4711373928640162465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/middle-name-meme.html' title='Middle Name Meme'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-3824037441311020632</id><published>2007-08-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:10:48.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Michelle</title><content type='html'>I am so glad I have a faithful follower.....of 1!! Ok I may actually have 3 who read my blog and I am so greatful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Michelle for coming back day after day, week after week, year after....oh, year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could probablly consider this blog your own private window to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that said...I'll get on to my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is..surprise, surprise...another meme from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on taggin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-3824037441311020632?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3824037441311020632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=3824037441311020632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/3824037441311020632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/3824037441311020632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-michelle.html' title='Dear Michelle'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-8864632415765814325</id><published>2007-08-10T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T21:53:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What it means to be 33</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What being 33 means to me.... Or ...On what great wall will my picture hang?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in 3 different states but traveled through more than a dozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in 2 different countries and traveled through at least 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 10 brothers and 0 sisters but only 1 is %100 full blood 'mine'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been married once (whew!) and have 4 kids by that wonderful husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fluent in 3 languages and a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; and a 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I once aced but have long since forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no "Great Accomplishments" but simply a starting point...this is just a mile marker for me....for I am barely 1/3 of the way there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Great Wall' on which my picture will hang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that would be my living room wall...along with my husband and kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-8864632415765814325?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8864632415765814325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=8864632415765814325&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/8864632415765814325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/8864632415765814325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-it-means-to-be-33.html' title='What it means to be 33'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-6795018584959935249</id><published>2007-07-25T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:15:00.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things I dig (love) about Jesus Meme</title><content type='html'>This post goes out to my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.betweendiapersanddishes.blogger.com"&gt;Michelle in MX! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a long overdue Meme...I actually owe you a few. I hope that doesn't make me more in debt!&lt;br /&gt;Hey I have four kids so I always have a good excuse for messy house, forgotten things, procrastination...etc, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the "5 Things I Dig (Love) about Jesus Meme"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...I can talk to Him any time of the day or night....Any!&lt;br /&gt;2...I can talk to Him any where...(shower, library, store.....)&lt;br /&gt;3...He still loves me and forgives me, even after I got upset with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;4...He 'chose' to love me!&lt;br /&gt;5...Even when I've done stupid things and I feel like an idiot, He gently calls me back to Him, and tells me I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...my list could go on too...&lt;br /&gt;He is just so awesome...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-6795018584959935249?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6795018584959935249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=6795018584959935249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6795018584959935249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/6795018584959935249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/07/5-things-i-dig-love-about-jesus-meme.html' title='5 Things I dig (love) about Jesus Meme'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27618274.post-7977171320536387107</id><published>2007-06-30T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:31:52.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buzz!</title><content type='html'>My husband and I have arrived at a new level in our marriage. I am not sure if it is a step up or down....maybe it is sideways!&lt;br /&gt;Over the years (almost 10!) I have offered to help my husband out by cutting his hair. I do not have any formal training. Just being witness to my mom buzzing my 5 younger brothers hair. That counts for something...I was an accomplice?&lt;br /&gt;Well he has ALWAYS said "NO WAY!" In order to preserve our marriage, he would not let me touch his hair!&lt;br /&gt;Well he came to the place where he did not want to spend the money on the haircut ($8-$10+tip). You know when you get to the bottom of the barrel, $10 is alot of mulla.&lt;br /&gt;So he got out his beard trimmer he uses for his goatie and put it to his head!&lt;br /&gt;Aaah!! I told him if he's gonna do that..please let me help!&lt;br /&gt;So I gave him what we affectionately call, the "Lonnie" cut. It is your basic buzz. But it has been named after a friend. I'm sure he'll be honored...maybe?&lt;br /&gt;I spent a long time buzzing, trying to get it just right. But in the end it looked like I spent less than 5 minutes! Then our son decided it was 'Awesome' and he wanted a buzz like Daddy! I was feeling pretty proud of my guys...they looked real good with some gel in there hair...real stylin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way....our marriage is doing great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our pocket book doesn't get thinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27618274-7977171320536387107?l=overheadundergrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7977171320536387107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27618274&amp;postID=7977171320536387107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7977171320536387107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27618274/posts/default/7977171320536387107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overheadundergrace.blogspot.com/2007/06/buzz.html' title='The Buzz!'/><author><name>kellygirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08679979166325344899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08343979315253276853'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>