<?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-4574848641751951345</id><updated>2010-01-04T08:26:56.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feathers &amp; Ink</title><subtitle type='html'>Calligraphy, Hand-stamped Cards &amp; Conversation,
Calligrapher, Domestic Goddess, Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy, Calligraphy by Tammy, Gibsonia Calligrapher, Pittsburgh Calligrapher, PA Calligrapher</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4574848641751951345.post-7328403413221673405</id><published>2009-08-16T19:28:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:55:26.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE on my Daddy dear &amp; More Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Soi44oymefI/AAAAAAAAAmg/T0af6RVMT3E/s1600-h/daddy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Soi44oymefI/AAAAAAAAAmg/T0af6RVMT3E/s400/daddy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370745838801156594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had lost his voice over the last few months. After going to the doctors they discovered a new tumor pressing on a nerve, causing him pain and difficulty while speaking. They are treating it with radiation and that is now over, and the next steps are the chemo. The chemo is new and goes quicker with less hair loss and best of all less nausea. He finds he is still extremely lethargic so I pray that his energy would rise up and let him be more of his old self once again.&lt;br /&gt;I thank all of you who continue to pray and lift up my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER REQUESTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I please ask you &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Soi5Bsd4gUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/jDcjHZnPjC0/s1600-h/Breast+Cancer+ribbon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Soi5Bsd4gUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/jDcjHZnPjC0/s400/Breast+Cancer+ribbon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370745994406822210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to also pray for my very dear friends who are all three battling breast cancers (in various stages and forms) Cheryl Weber, Sammie Murphy (Sammie's hubby Paul is also suffering from lung &amp;amp; bone cancer) &amp;amp; Missy Brownfield (our pastor's wife). All 3 women are undergoing treatments right now for breast cancer. Having been down this road with Shelly, I am of course extremely fearful for them... but have faith that the outcomes will be different than what happened with Shelly. We must remain faithful and be in continual talking with God. It's all that will get us through.&lt;br /&gt;I love all 3 of these women dearly. I have known Sammie, since I was about 12 years old. She is a longtime friend of my Mom and her and I have also been close friends as I grew into my adulthood...my having a very close relationship with her daughter Jamie from birth. Sammie lives in Florida, so I will need to support her from afar in any way I can. I recently helped her with a letter trying to get her proper health care that she is fighting for under the CHAMPSVA, her husband has. I hope she gets what she is entitled to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl Weber is my darling friend who brought me to Christ by inviting me to North Way Christian Community when I was grieving the loss of my third son Tanner. Cheryl has been there for me through his loss, as well as my speech at TCF to speak about his loss, along with bringing me meals when I had my surgery. We have grown together in the Lord and I was always happy to help her paint scenery for Vacation Bible School when her family decorated NWCC in the summers. Her family is very dear to me as well. She is such a loving, sweet person and I will be there for her in whatever way she needs me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but certainly not least is the Pastor's wife Missy Brownfield. She is one of the kindest people you would ever meet. The way they welcomed us to Dorseyville Alliance Church as the family of the Pastor was so warm.  I have never had a welcome like that! They even invited us to their home for a lovely luncheon to talk and get to know them better. We were sold on the friendliness of this great church and have been there ever since. Missy is sure to find you if you attend, and offer up a huge smile and a big hug every Sunday! Her joyous spirit is surely something that will come in handy during this battle. The good news for Missy is they got everything out with her surgery, there was no expansion into the lymph nodes and after radiation we are aiming for complete recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOBAC FAMILY SUMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally have been so busy WRITING, WRITING, WRITING... with the busiest season ever for my calligraphy. While it's great for the money, it's hard on my RSD and my carpal tunnel syndrome. I am grateful for the many orders from wonderful brides. It's been hard getting used to working at this level with RSD. I sometimes cry and wish I didn't have a business...but when I am feeling better, I start advertising on sites like Wedding Bee and such looking for more work. I have had orders from brides all over the country! I am grateful and honored to be a part of these many weddings. It is an honor to be trusted with such important work. It's become a full time job for me though, and I am not sure if I can handle it at times. Some mistakes were made, some unhappy brides, but anyone who operates a business can't operate at 100% perfection. NO one could...  even someone who is healthy.  So I had to try my best to make up for it by offering gifts to the unhappy brides and also to forgive myself. I hate when things like that happen and I truly hate when folks are mad at me. It is frustrating to work like this. My husband put it to me this way, this week... and he's absolutely right. He said, "You have a few days where you feel good and you think you are normal and you take on the world and try to do everything for everyone. Then the RSD kicks in and you remember that you can't do it." It's true and I need to remember that I have RSD and learn to ask for more time from clients, as well as not take on so many jobs, that I am unable to do them. Lessons learned the hard way eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAITIWqpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/XW4RWo0BWFc/s1600-h/4a31515643428_102607b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAITIWqpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/XW4RWo0BWFc/s400/4a31515643428_102607b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370753804446116498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our family... we have been camping in our new camper, a 2009 Grey Wolf. WE LOVE IT!!! We are so excited about camping and having fun in that thing. We try to go as much as possible, aiming for every other weekend as Brian works a lot in the summer and with my being busy as well, it's all we could fit in.  Things have worked out for us to keep our home (HOORAY!) and we were even able to manage to purchase a new camper! I have been so extremely busy with calligraphy that I was able to help Brian come up with a down payment. Plus they give you 12 years to pay them off so the payment is extremely low (1/2 price of my car payment!). My car payments on my van "Myrna" (we call the minivan Myrna, after all she can't have a cool name, being a Dodge Grand Caravan and all ....LOL... the Queen of all minivans!) are soon over, so we can do this for sure. We are excited to take the boys camping, where they happily play and pick up girls. LOL They can now bring friends since it's way bigger than the old one! The old one was 16ft. and this one is 29 ft.! So I am grateful for my business taking off that it brought us our new fun camper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of it... it's amazing and we are so thankful that things have worked out so that we are able to keep our home and were even able to purchase this! God is great and works things out if we wait patiently. I know, I know, I wasn't  very patient! But He knows I am still ever thankful for all that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAivNCLeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IJlWtaxS_W8/s1600-h/reg_100_1808.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAivNCLeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IJlWtaxS_W8/s400/reg_100_1808.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370754258658536930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bedroom for me and Bri and the TV swivels into our side. Very cool! Came with a 20" flat screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have a bunkhouse room at the other end, so they can bring friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAsBl_AaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8UFqAS1skgI/s1600-h/reg_100_1811.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojAsBl_AaI/AAAAAAAAAnI/8UFqAS1skgI/s400/reg_100_1811.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370754418213847458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is just the bumpout side where we eat and sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojBBzqL6DI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WCxD2WbKk58/s1600-h/reg_100_1809.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SojBBzqL6DI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WCxD2WbKk58/s400/reg_100_1809.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370754792430495794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to love this for years to come! Maybe we will see you at a campground! I am hoping to do a camping retreat for our bible study girls one weekend using my camper and some of the other girls' campers. It would be SO FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-7328403413221673405?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/7328403413221673405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=7328403413221673405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7328403413221673405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7328403413221673405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-on-my-daddy-dear-more-prayer.html' title='UPDATE on my Daddy dear &amp; More Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Soi44oymefI/AAAAAAAAAmg/T0af6RVMT3E/s72-c/daddy.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-231265028117692748</id><published>2009-06-30T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:43:37.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Skq-pZp46hI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PvCP8yo0goQ/s1600-h/18update.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Skq-pZp46hI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PvCP8yo0goQ/s400/18update.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353300725553752594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I suspected in my previous post, it is my father's cancer that is causing his loss of speech. There is a new tumor pressing on a nerve that has to do with speech. It actually hurts him to try to talk, so it's very difficult for him. The good news is he will be having surgery on the 8th that will hopefully correct this and give him back his speech! Let's pray that it works, so he can get about the business of going back to chemo for healing the rest of that cancer! We must address this problem first as it certainly affects his every day! Thanks again for praying and keep them coming! I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-231265028117692748?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/231265028117692748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=231265028117692748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/231265028117692748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/231265028117692748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-on-my-father.html' title='Update on my Father'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Skq-pZp46hI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PvCP8yo0goQ/s72-c/18update.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-4574848641751951345.post-4876195310491176876</id><published>2009-06-17T01:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:28:21.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Daddy dear is still sick....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sjh-Kvs9u6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/kDvS64iSCCc/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sjh-Kvs9u6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/kDvS64iSCCc/s320/prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348163280571317154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt the need to update you all on my Dad and his condition. Though he was administered antibiotics for his lack of voice, he still continues to be unable to speak and mentioned that it actually hurts to talk. He still feels very lethargic and is just plain tired of being sick. He has an appointment on Thursday to follow up, but I wish he had called earlier as it has been over 2 weeks without being able to speak. I surely hope it's not the cancer, and just the flu. Though with the horrible types of flu that have been going around, they certainly aren't easy to overcome either, because poor Shane was never so sick in his life. He is perfectly fine now and back to normal! Praise God and you for your kind prayers!&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to ask you to pray a bit more for my father and for a bit longer and I will be ever so grateful. And while you are whispering in the ear of our God, could you say another couple of prayers for my dear friend Jeff Hoover who has been waiting forever for a kidney transplant! This boy has been through so much, I can't even begin to tell you. Just lift him in both spirit and health. And even more that the kidney he has waited for, for almost 2 years, will finally come through.&lt;br /&gt;My bible study friend Robin's father recently passed away, and I attended the funeral last Friday. He sounded like a lovely wonderful man who touched many lives! Pray a blessing of peace and comfort over their family. Her Mom had to endure surgery this week for a cancer removal! This poor family is enduring so much right now. Please lift them all up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know there is power in prayers! So I come to you now once again for those wonderful prayers. And I thank you and remind you that should you need me ever to be there for you and kneel before the throne on your behalf, I am there!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-4876195310491176876?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/4876195310491176876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=4876195310491176876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/4876195310491176876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/4876195310491176876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/06/poor-daddy-dear-is-still-sick.html' title='Poor Daddy dear is still sick....'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sjh-Kvs9u6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/kDvS64iSCCc/s72-c/prayer.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-4574848641751951345.post-2164028029724318749</id><published>2009-06-15T21:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:55:23.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeysuckles Dance in June... a summertime poem... by me ;o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yours-truli.com/sophie/index.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sjb1YGNSsII/AAAAAAAAAmA/uG9KWz6n0Dc/s320/picking+honeysuckle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347731401881071746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have no time for cards with the busy wedding season upon me, I have decided to take a moment and share some poetry! I love to write poetry and you probably noticed from the poems I have written for Shelly, Ryan &amp;amp; Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog has often been a memorial tribute space, I thought it was time to spruce it up with a few poems about fun things! Time to bring a smile (I hope) to anyone's face who cares to read it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The painting at left is called Picking Honeysuckle by artist Sophie Anderson. Click on the picture to go to a page to learn more about her and see more of her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Honeysuckles Dance in June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In dark of night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;while others slept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  suddenly took note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     of a magical midnight show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;attention caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;by the wafting aroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;oh delightful smell of June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;her sweet perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;drawing me into her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;late night show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bringing a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     to my psyche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Familiar is the bouquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;instantly recognizable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;aaah....take it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the ever tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yet exquisitely fragrant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dancing honeysuckle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(take a bow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;perfuming the midnight air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a premiere performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; just for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(I applaud excitedly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the tiny blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nighttime poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;accompanied by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;her extensive orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hark thine ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;to the incredible symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;that plays at her feet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;chirping crickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;celebrate their gentle song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;they sing it loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;they sing it long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sad for some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;who at this hour of night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    would rather dwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;asleep on pillows soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and dream silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    of boring things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;eyes closed and out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh fortunate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my soul is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;exuberant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;awake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the honeysuckle's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;audience of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ever grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;her pageantry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bravo! bravo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;alive oh my senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;astonishingly sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dancing honeysuckles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my senses doth greet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;orchestras of crickets sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;for the wonders of nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dear God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you and the month of June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;doth bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by T.L. Tobac&lt;br /&gt;June 2007&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/4574848641751951345-2164028029724318749?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/2164028029724318749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=2164028029724318749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2164028029724318749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2164028029724318749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/06/honeysuckles-dance-in-june-summertime.html' title='Honeysuckles Dance in June... a summertime poem... by me ;o)'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sjb1YGNSsII/AAAAAAAAAmA/uG9KWz6n0Dc/s72-c/picking+honeysuckle.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-4574848641751951345.post-3726370422585921017</id><published>2009-06-11T02:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:15:57.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Shane's swine flu! ....and thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SjCrpy7EruI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9LeKdVG7gyk/s1600-h/thanks-8284.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SjCrpy7EruI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9LeKdVG7gyk/s200/thanks-8284.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345961492221308642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for praying for the guys in my life, my son, my stepfather and my Daddy dear. What a rough week!&lt;br /&gt;After hearing on the news that many local area children had been diagnosed with swine flu, I decided to take Shane to our pediatrician! And lo and behold, she said he had had swine flu! Oh mercy me! No wonder my poor boy was so sick. By the time he was at the doctor's, however, his fever had broken and he was no longer contagious, nor was he needing any further testing or anything. She said he would just be tired for a few more days and that he would recover fine. I think I may be better off finding that out at the end, as I don't believe I could have slept knowing my baby was suffering with swine flu! I do know that I had never seen him that sick before. Now crossing our fingers and saying a prayer that no one else in our family comes down with it! Whew! I got a speeding ticket on the way to the pediatrician's on the phone worrying about my stepfather! What a week last week was... unbelievable. But grateful for the good outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy dear (that's what I call him face to face LOL)-Tom,  is still having struggles with his flu, though given antibiotics. I think it's just harder for someone with cancer to fight off everything that comes their way. He can  barely speak, so please kindly continue to pray for him! I will let you know when he's back to "normal". He will likely need to start chemo up again fairly soon, after his respite of 3 months. I will be sure to let folks know as things change.&lt;br /&gt;My stepfather, Marty, had his heart cath on Friday and everything looks good with him! Hooray! They believe he suffered some sort of attack that may only require an adjustment in his medications. So we area all grateful for that! No heart attack occurred and he didn't need any further stents or anything...the one in place is still looking good.&lt;br /&gt;So I praise God for the good things and ask him to continue to work on healing my Daddy dear of both his flu and his lung cancer. There is power in your prayers and I am grateful to each of you for sharing that power with me. I am honored to pray for you as well, so please let me know anytime I can return the favor.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-3726370422585921017?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/3726370422585921017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=3726370422585921017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3726370422585921017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3726370422585921017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/06/update-on-shanes-swine-flu-and-thank.html' title='Update on Shane&apos;s swine flu! ....and thank you...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SjCrpy7EruI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9LeKdVG7gyk/s72-c/thanks-8284.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-2177424080787419945</id><published>2009-06-03T23:02:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:50:32.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>Prayer Request for my Son, my Father, my Stepfather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidRr-jPtCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KGELh9VDT9U/s1600-h/Prayer_Request.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidRr-jPtCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KGELh9VDT9U/s200/Prayer_Request.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343329298865435682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have some health issues going on in my family outside of the normal prayer requests for my Father's ongoing cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Shane, my 12 year old, (he turned 12 yeseterday and spent it in bed with no fun at all...poor baby), has been home sick all week with the flu. He has a high fever and is lethargic, can barely speak and is just plain miserable. I haven't seen him this sick for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidREwqE8PI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GVrkB24Fy94/s1600-h/shane1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidREwqE8PI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GVrkB24Fy94/s400/shane1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343328625121095922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that this would quickly pass and he would return to his normal lively self soon. We hope to celebrate his birthday with him soon as he had requested a celebration that includes a crab legs dinner and a sleepover with friends. We need him to get better before we can celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidRLnixs5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HhEDkPFFDXg/s1600-h/390924715_6a67b183cf_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidRLnixs5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/HhEDkPFFDXg/s400/390924715_6a67b183cf_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343328742933640082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;It felt so sad to see his birthday come and go without so much as a candle or song. He didn't even want us to sing. Poor baby. It came and went without celebration as he simply wasn't up to it at all.  So while I should be here wishing him a happy birthday, I am instead asking for your prayers for his health to return to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He won't even eat candy! Anyone who knows Shane, knows that's a sure fire sign, that he isn't well. Brian bought him a bag of mixed goodies, and he forced down a carmel and a couple of gummy worms, and that was the end of it. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stepfather, Marty, was having chest pains today at work in Washington, D.C. and went to the hospital. He was later released but will be driving home on Thursday morning for further testing here in Pittsburgh on Friday morning, including a heart cath. Please pray for safe travel mercies and that they would quickly get to the bottom of the pains with little discomfort for Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, my Daddy - Tom, whom you have been praying for, for his cancer. He has lost his voice and is pretty much just under the weather. He is sick and is coming around a bit but still has no voice and no energy. Pray for his continued healing from the bug that has hold of him and of course we continue to thank you and ask that you please continue to pray for complete healing from his cancer. In regards to the cancer, he continues to do very well, responding well to treatment and hasn't lost weight and is pretty spry, but for this bug. We are grateful for all good results and thank the Lord for the good work he is doing in my Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for taking a moment to pray for my family... should you ever need the favor returned, I am here for you as well. Email me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all healthy happy days with your families this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-2177424080787419945?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/2177424080787419945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=2177424080787419945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2177424080787419945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2177424080787419945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-request-for-my-son-my-father-my.html' title='Prayer Request for my Son, my Father, my Stepfather'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SidRr-jPtCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KGELh9VDT9U/s72-c/Prayer_Request.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-457362403305973957</id><published>2009-05-29T18:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:43:56.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to our friend - Big Jim Sollinger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SiBj-uJlXxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/38jzppbHPf4/s1600-h/Jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SiBj-uJlXxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/38jzppbHPf4/s400/Jimmy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341379087252676370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SiBj3mnGP-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AzA0p-nGWX8/s1600-h/jimmy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SiBj3mnGP-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AzA0p-nGWX8/s400/jimmy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341378964969897954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with sadness, that I offer the poem below. Our dear friend Jim Sollinger, or as his "bar friends" affectionately called him Toby, passed away last Saturday night at the age of 67. Jimmy fought a brave battle with lung cancer. Diagnosis to his final passing happened quickly taking only 8 weeks. We were rather shocked to see how quickly the cancer spread. His cousin Carolyn and her husband Bob took wonderful care of Jimmy through his illness. They will miss him greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my blog is often a memorial tribute ... I wish to share Jimmy with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Brian has known Jimmy since he was 12 years old. Jimmy used to work with Bri's big brother Lenny at the time. Through the years Jimmy and Brian remained very close friends. Jimmy helped work on both of our houses. When we had a dog that didn't quite fit into our family, she chose Jimmy to be her new Doggy Daddy. She followed him around our home, constantly looking at him with those big expressive eyes, begging him to save her from the chaos that is a home with 2 boisterous boys. LOL We thought she was a good pet for our family but she did much better with an older owner with no children. Trixie and Jim remained good buddies through the past 5 years and I know she is missing him big time. Luckily Jimmy's other friend Scott was kind enough to adopt Trixie into his family where she is now being loved with their other dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Brian was a pall bearer at the funeral and Carolyn asked if he would say something at the funeral. Brian is not a person to speak in front of a crowd. As I watched the color drain from his face at the mere thought of doing that, I stepped in and offered to do it for him.&lt;br /&gt;I hate attending a funeral, where nothing personal is said about the person who has died. They lived a life full of friendship, family and fun. While it's always difficult to say something at a funeral... Jimmy was worthy of being shared. Being quite the character, I decided to write a poem about him and include some pictures. His face is dirty in the picture with the other gentlemen, one being my husband Brian (with that late 80's perm! LOL) and the other their friend Mike, because they were working on remodeling our home in Etna. They were obviously in the demolition phase. The other is at the housewarming party for the same home and Jim is making one of those classic goofy faces.&lt;br /&gt;He was a kind man, a funny man, a man with a big heart and even heartier laugh. He will be missed by many friends in Lawrenceville and especially by my husband, his friend for always, Brian.  I was very touched with my husband's reaction to Jimmy's death... he cried more than I had imagined he would. A true testimony to his friendship. I present to you now, the poem I wrote about Jimmy and read at his funeral. It's a tad humorous too, so you will get a better idea of the man he was. Thanks for letting me share Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you knew him for many years,&lt;br /&gt;or if you had only just met.&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy is one of those crazy characters&lt;br /&gt;you could never ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a happy twinkle in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the heartiest laugh you'll ever hear.&lt;br /&gt;A cigarette in one hand&lt;br /&gt;and in the other an Iron City beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks called him Toby,&lt;br /&gt;while others called him Big Jim.&lt;br /&gt;It matters not which name you chose&lt;br /&gt;You always had a friend in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a rather well known man&lt;br /&gt;a self made king of Lawrenceville&lt;br /&gt;and when he hit that football poll&lt;br /&gt;it gave him quite a thrill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning records to the masses&lt;br /&gt;He was our DJ man.&lt;br /&gt;He even DJ'd our wedding&lt;br /&gt;with a mike and a beer in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hanging and eating with Billy&lt;br /&gt;even fighting with him too!&lt;br /&gt;But they loved each other anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Their friendship was true blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at Salac's bar&lt;br /&gt;and even some bars in between.&lt;br /&gt;You would really him holler,&lt;br /&gt;when he won on that poker machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Jim was always happy&lt;br /&gt;you would never find him down&lt;br /&gt;always smiling and laughing right out loud,&lt;br /&gt;you would never see him frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He helped Brian build our houses&lt;br /&gt;with his stong and loving hands.&lt;br /&gt;You could always hear him coming,&lt;br /&gt;in that beat up hippie van!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years he spent working with Lenny and Brian&lt;br /&gt;and Kevin &amp;amp; Bruce at First Glass&lt;br /&gt;The upholstery store with his new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew it would all end so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved his sweet dog Trixie&lt;br /&gt;and boy how she loved him too.&lt;br /&gt;Say a little prayer for his canine friend&lt;br /&gt;though she now lives with Scott's family&lt;br /&gt;I know she's feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved his aunt and cousins,&lt;br /&gt;they were there when things looked grim.&lt;br /&gt;Caroline even gave him a bell,&lt;br /&gt;so she and Bob could take good care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sadly now must say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Your soul now heaven will claim.&lt;br /&gt;I know that our hearts and Lawrenceville&lt;br /&gt;Will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our Good Lord made us a promise.&lt;br /&gt;That who so ever believes in Him.&lt;br /&gt;Will one day be reunited&lt;br /&gt;With our friend and brother Big Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get to heaven&lt;br /&gt;as you near those pearly gates,&lt;br /&gt;There Big Jim will stand&lt;br /&gt;with a beer in his hand&lt;br /&gt;laughing out loud as for you he waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Tammy L. Tobac&lt;br /&gt;for our dear friend Jimmy Sollinger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-457362403305973957?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/457362403305973957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=457362403305973957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/457362403305973957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/457362403305973957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-to-our-friend-big-jim-sollinger.html' title='Goodbye to our friend - Big Jim Sollinger'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SiBj-uJlXxI/AAAAAAAAAlI/38jzppbHPf4/s72-c/Jimmy.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-4574848641751951345.post-8016658116083231024</id><published>2009-05-20T23:58:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:20:18.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonnie &amp; Clyde - the Birdfeeder Bandits ;o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTTRw_u4VI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/szVS-HmD39o/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTTRw_u4VI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/szVS-HmD39o/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338123760504332626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HMMmmmm.... just what is that sticking out of my birdfeeder, made by my older son Zane?&lt;br /&gt;Why it's the Birdfeeder Bandits! Caught in the act!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I am going to have the fattest squirrels in West Deer Township, because this thieving duo has wiped out both of my bird feeders of ALL content, several times over this winter! Somewhere is a squirrel lair filled with about 50 pounds of birdseed!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing deters these little buggers. I even pulled one of their tails when I got close enough, and they still came right back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care for a look at my friend Clyde from a ... uh, more pleasing perspective rather than bottoms up!&lt;br /&gt;He's rather darling, even if he is a petty thief for a living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTUcwRm-vI/AAAAAAAAAkY/QcB1KWeA4-0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTUcwRm-vI/AAAAAAAAAkY/QcB1KWeA4-0/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338125048801065714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with his accomplice, the fair furred Bonnie, helping themselves to not just one birdfeeder, but two! They think it's their own personal buffet. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTaLcyMCcI/AAAAAAAAAko/cAKosZISoXs/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTaLcyMCcI/AAAAAAAAAko/cAKosZISoXs/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338131348580993474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stay mad at one of God's sweet creatures? After all.... look at that sweet little fuzzy face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTf_VtB5yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uOZ9VdCL7Bo/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTf_VtB5yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/uOZ9VdCL7Bo/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338137737591645986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that very full tummy. ;o) I think he was posing for me to show me how he'd won the battle! They have won! My birdfeeder sits empty, until we can find some way to keep them from emptying the entire thing in one sitting!&lt;br /&gt;We made it far too easy as it's right at their level on our deck. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there have any ways to keep my Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde out of the birdfeeders?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-8016658116083231024?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/8016658116083231024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=8016658116083231024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8016658116083231024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8016658116083231024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonnie-clyde-birdfeeder-bandits-o.html' title='Bonnie &amp; Clyde - the Birdfeeder Bandits ;o)'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/ShTTRw_u4VI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/szVS-HmD39o/s72-c/005.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-4574848641751951345.post-1665850175504164092</id><published>2009-05-12T22:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:20:55.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day, Update on my Dad, and the Blog goes on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sgo05zDJWoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2K3YxRg8N8s/s1600-h/45976.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sgo05zDJWoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2K3YxRg8N8s/s400/45976.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335134876134365826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tammy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;I wish all of you fellow Mommies out there a very happy belated Mother's day! I hope that you got breakfast in bed, or brunch out with family (what our family did) and hand made cards and gifts that touched your souls. My son Shane made me a lovely computer created chart denoting that he thought I am Loving, Friendly, #1 Mom, Very Craftsy (lol-new word, don't you love it?) and Fun to go to Concerts With (My favorite!). I love the thought he put into it. My older son, well, let's just let that one go, shall we? What can we do to make our boys be more thoughful and caring? LOL My hubby has lovingly allowed me to go for a facial (which I will blissfully submit to once my business slows down a bit!).&lt;br /&gt;I attended a mother/daughter banquet at my Mom's church (my old childhood church) this evening. It was delightful to visit with old friends and to share an evening with family and my darling goddaughter Brianna. Dinner was delish and cake from the Oakmont bakery was the perfect end to this perfect evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day was also a day for me to think about my dear friend Shelly and the first Mother's Day her children had without her and her own mother who struggled to survive her first Mother's Day without her daughter in it. My heart broke at the thoughts of 4 children who I am sure felt a huge void in their Sunday. I watched Good Morning America on Friday morning followed by Regis &amp;amp; Kelly and all of the worthy moms they honored. One of course had me sobbing aloud as I heard the letter from a Mom who knew she had little time due to the cancer that ravaged her body, but had written and asked for a basketball court for her sons and husband. She had taken the time to set up little boxes for their future milestone moments where they were to receive gifts from a Mom who would no longer be here on this earth, but chose to gift them from beyond the grave at their graduation, wedding, etc. She sadly died, before Regis &amp;amp; Kelly were able to grant her wish, but her children and husband were thrilled at the new basketball court that was given to them. There wasn't a dry eye in the house.&lt;br /&gt;It made me grateful to just be here... here with my sons. Able to hug them. Able to see them grow into young men. Able to care for them, despite my own health issues, into the future. There but for the grace of God, go I. So this Mother's Day I was grateful to just be with family and friends and to share hugs and smiles. What could mean more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THE BLOG GOES ON..... AND THE BLOG GOES ON..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(singing like Sonny 'n Cher!- you know you were too!)&lt;br /&gt;I am reviving this tired blog after a lengthy time of solitude.  I have decided, that though I have very little time to play with my rubber stamps and create cards, which was what this blog was originally intended for... I am still living life and feel a need to share good things and thoughts and perhaps it's time to bring this blog back to life with a new purpose! A daily gratitude journal.  A place for poems and thoughts and prayers.  A place to catch my breath and share just LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Though I won't be sharing cards for a while, I am grateful for the work that has come my way in the form of my calligraphy business. I am happily snowed under in wedding orders. While it is often overwhelming and no one can really help me with the writing aspect of it, I am happy to pay others to help with folding and ribbon tying and even today paid my nephew to chauffeur my tired, lagging butt around town to deliver artwork to a gallery who requested art of me to display in their church gallery. It was an honor to be asked and a challenge to complete the task during this very busy time of year. But it felt good to finish it at last this morning and to see it hanging on the walls of the Westminster Presbyterian Church in Upper St. Clair. Jenny Gallo, the curator found my art online at my calligraphy blog and asked me to be her artist for the month of May. No one has ever considered my work to be a collection, so it was truly a privilege!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UPDATE ON MY FATHER -&lt;/span&gt;- After a recent trip to Florida with his sister to visit their southern brother Joe, he is feeling quite well! He was allowed to have a 3 month break from all chemo treatments and welcomed it quite willingly! No medical tests, no needles, no blood giving, no chemo for 3 whole months. I am glad he got this reprieve and glad he used it to it's fullest with a plane trip to Florida and a joyful time with his siblings.&lt;br /&gt;I still have other friends who are struggling with health issues, such as Jeff who needs a kidney transplant, Mary Ellen who is being treated for cancer and our dear friend Big Jim, who now also has lung cancer and various cancerous spots throughout his body. I ask that you just take a moment and say a little prayer for these kind people as I thank you again for praying for my father.&lt;br /&gt;So, as the blog goes on... I will be here more often, not with cards, but life.&lt;br /&gt;la de da da dee.... la de da da daaaaaaa... and the blog goes on, and the blog goes on.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-1665850175504164092?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/1665850175504164092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=1665850175504164092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1665850175504164092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1665850175504164092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-update-on-my-dad-and.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day, Update on my Dad, and the Blog goes on....'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/Sgo05zDJWoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2K3YxRg8N8s/s72-c/45976.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-6273187524783584890</id><published>2009-03-06T19:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:32:11.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my father...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SbG_HPgCHbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/D7lD1nm2EHM/s1600-h/thoughts_and_prayers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SbG_HPgCHbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/D7lD1nm2EHM/s400/thoughts_and_prayers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310235566787403186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for praying for my father. After about 7 chemo treatments we were excited to hear that his tumors were shrinking! The doctors were amazed and we were all extremely grateful. To make his chemo a bit easier on him, they decided to put a port in his chest. Well the port ended up bringing with it a horrible life threatening staph infection. After weeks of antibiotics and a week in the hospital, he is at home still having antibiotics administered via a pick-line. We are hoping that the infection has at last cleared and chemo may resume shortly. I can't thank you all enough for lifting my father before our Lord. He is grateful for your prayers and thought and concerns as am I. Please continue to lift him in prayer, as he continues on this journey of life with this dreadful disease cancer.&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking a moment right now to lift all of you who read this before our Lord with a little prayer for you my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, bless all who read these words, all who took the time to pray for my father. May this year be a year full of blessings of health, joy, love and peace. May they find comfort in your presence in their daily walk and may they find joy in every aspect of their lives with their family.&lt;br /&gt;I pray a prayer of protection over all of these friends and thank you for all the answered prayers of those who prayed for me and my father. In Jesus name, I thank you. ...... Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-6273187524783584890?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/6273187524783584890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=6273187524783584890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/6273187524783584890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/6273187524783584890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-my-father.html' title='Update on my father...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SbG_HPgCHbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/D7lD1nm2EHM/s72-c/thoughts_and_prayers.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-4574848641751951345.post-2241310673481658757</id><published>2008-11-21T18:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:20:49.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT Prayer Request for my Daddy Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SSc4Jmq2dDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/B-_2Dd0SrFc/s1600-h/Dad%26Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SSc4Jmq2dDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/B-_2Dd0SrFc/s400/Dad%26Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271243626510709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Daddy Dear (that's what we call each other) and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First I come to you asking for your forgiveness for my absence from these pages but I come to you with an urgent prayer request for my Daddy that I will explain after explaining my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Shelly's death, I found it most difficult to create cards as I had very little creative spirit left in me for quite some time. Things kept happening in my life that kept me from the task of making cards and filling swaps and to tell the truth my heart sadly was not in it one bit. It seemed so trivial to make cards and care about those things in light of all that I was enduring in my life. I still owe one swap out to a group of women on Splitcoast Stampers and I promise you all (if you are reading this) that I will still fill that swap as soon as I am able. Things got so crazy that I had to step back and set all of these types of things aside and just walk away from it for a time.&lt;br /&gt;This was originally supposed to be a blog about cards and yet it has become a blog about my life. It has also been very difficult to read as most of the news has been extremely morose and tragic. This year has been one of the worst years of my life, filled with sadness at every turn. I wish I were writing about fun things and bringing joy to people's faces, like I once did.&lt;br /&gt;Things I once thought were tragic in my life, like the possibility of losing my house (which never sold during the summer, so we are still suffering financially over having to retain it), or even having a painful disease such as RSD, have become quite trivial in comparison to all the loss that has taken place since the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;First off in January, as my blog reflected, the life of Ryan Maseth filled my blog pages with the story of his tragic death in Iraq. His family, still mourning his loss, are still searching for answers to the reasons for his death and hoping to protect others from suffering this same horrible death by electrocution. I pray that Cheryl and her family get answers, restitution, assurance that no other soldiers will ever die the way that Ryan has, but most of all I wish them peace.&lt;br /&gt;Next came the deaths of 2 people I also knew and cared for, as my nephews grandparents both perished in an accidental carbon monoxide poisoning incident. They left the car running in the garage by mistake and both of them died in the house together. Their family lost both the mother and the stepfather in one fell swoop and it was so sad to behold.&lt;br /&gt;Then came my surgery for my second incurable disease achalasia. While it was bothersome to learn I had another illness that will progress to a point of losing my esophagus. I will deal with that if and when it happens. For now, it is not my focus once bit. The surgery corrected the terrible choking fits I was having where I couldn't breathe... so for that I am grateful. My health matters are nothing compared to the painful life losses I have had.&lt;br /&gt;Next came the prayer requests that all of you are well aware of for my friend Shelly Tomasic who was also Ryan Maseth's aunt (so this family is suffering in ways we could never have imagined having lost 2 members in 6 months). She suffered a return of her breast cancer that eventually led to her death in June of this summer. Shelly's death truly tormented my spirit. It's so hard to comprehend why such a loving soul must be taken from our presence... when she shed such light and joy and the light of Christ into every one she met. My love for her since we were 9 years old and our friendship through the years was one I will always treasure. Her loss has left a huge hole in many lives and I am still learning to live with the sting of her leaving us, even if I know that through her faith in Jesus Christ she is in heaven. I know that I will one day see her again and in that I have hope.&lt;br /&gt;Next came the death of my friend Capri Walker, a fellow Angel Mom (we are a group of moms who have had the death of a child - Cappy lost 3 children). Capri was only 51 years old. She lived in Kenosha, Washington where she was brutally murdered by the neighbor boy - age 14 and his 15 year old cousin. They broke into her home to steal an X-Box and her cell phone and wallet. When Cappy came upon them (they thought she wasn't home), they beat her to death with a baseball bat. I am still dumbfounded at this senseless murder of a wonderful sweet woman whom I once went away on a retreat with in the Smoky Mountains to share the loss together of our children. Many lives were destroyed that night in an utterly disgusting display of human evil.&lt;br /&gt;Still reeling from that death, I learned another friend from my former bible study group, who had recently beat cancer, had died of a sudden heart attack. The irony of beating the cancer only to succumb to a heart attack is another blow to my psyche, so hard to comprehend. Her name was Kathy Hall and she was a sweet and wonderful woman who will be greatly missed by all who knew her.&lt;br /&gt;My former leader of our Pittsburgh TCF chapter also passed away this summer. He was a kind man and I consider he and his wife to be friends. Even though we knew David was going to pass and he beat the length of time that the doctors originally gave him, his death still added to the pain in my all ready tear-filled life.&lt;br /&gt;All of these things had led to a somewhat depressive state and an inability to be creative. When I tell people about the year we have had, it almost sounds unreal. How I wish it were and I would wake up and find it to be just that. But it's sadly a reality I pray no one ever has to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I come to you with the most important prayer request I will ask of you...&lt;br /&gt;Above you see a picture of my father and me at a recent wedding we attended. His name is Tom Dolby and he was recently hospitalized because he was having trouble breathing. After finding a tumor on his lung, he was diagnosed with inoperable, incurable lung cancer. I have cried buckets of tears over this diagnosis as Daddy was already dealing with bladder cancer. I wish he didn't have to go through this painful disease. I wish NO ONE ever had to suffer from cancer. I am certain it touches the life of every living being.&lt;br /&gt;My prayer request to all of you who are still out there listening... is to please pray for a miracle for him. Pray for him to lean on the Lord in this difficult time and pray for a miracle to release this cancer from his body.&lt;br /&gt;My focus for the next year will be to attend to my father in any way he could possibly need me. I want to be there for him and let him know he is loved beyond words and that he isn't fighting this thing alone. We are there with him! Standing in the gap in prayer and love. We are praying hard that he can beat those odds and get this horrible cancer out of his system. Please fight with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray with me, forgive me and let me know that you are still out there listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day this blog will return to what what it once was ... and that is to become my creative outlet for card making and other artistic endeavors. For now though... this life has been interrupted by tragedies and a need to love and care for those whom I lost and those who need me now.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all. I missed you and hope to post more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-2241310673481658757?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/2241310673481658757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=2241310673481658757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2241310673481658757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/2241310673481658757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/11/urgent-prayer-request-for-my-daddy-dear.html' title='URGENT Prayer Request for my Daddy Dear'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SSc4Jmq2dDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/B-_2Dd0SrFc/s72-c/Dad%26Me.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-4574848641751951345.post-582055789738385858</id><published>2008-07-12T00:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:06:02.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem for Shelly Tomasic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SHg50Qvu96I/AAAAAAAAAWw/t0k3gKgmm18/s1600-h/Shelly3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SHg50Qvu96I/AAAAAAAAAWw/t0k3gKgmm18/s400/ShellyTomasic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221987337947248546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a poem would come for my darling friend Shelly. I just knew that in the days just after the loss of this precious life, the emotions were far too raw and the impulse to write had vanished in the weight of the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have read this at her funeral, though I was honored to read the scriptures. I want everyone to know just how precious she truly was to me. I hope someone is still out there wishing to hear more about her, for her life was truly worthy of our devotion.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much and can't even bear the thought of our world without her beautiful soul in it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing in my love for my dear friend Shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What beauty was bestowed &lt;br /&gt;upon such a lovely soul&lt;br /&gt;within as well as outward&lt;br /&gt;God's grace imparted&lt;br /&gt;so many&lt;br /&gt;glowing attributes&lt;br /&gt;that one could not help &lt;br /&gt;but to immediately &lt;br /&gt;fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one look into&lt;br /&gt;her lovely blue eyes,&lt;br /&gt;her kind spirit shined&lt;br /&gt;and we &lt;br /&gt;who were lucky enough&lt;br /&gt;to have glimpsed &lt;br /&gt;those sparkling eyes&lt;br /&gt;saw peering from within,&lt;br /&gt;a delicate radiance&lt;br /&gt;reflecting her kindness&lt;br /&gt;beaming eternally &lt;br /&gt;from the soul of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah, &lt;br /&gt;it was her smile&lt;br /&gt;that warm, inviting smile&lt;br /&gt;that beamed before&lt;br /&gt;each friend &lt;br /&gt;and even towards strangers&lt;br /&gt;and ever more so &lt;br /&gt;at the sight of&lt;br /&gt;her cherished family&lt;br /&gt;a smile that shined so bright&lt;br /&gt;it could illuminate the world&lt;br /&gt;a blessing from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;br /&gt;precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;to receive that heartfelt smile&lt;br /&gt;and to share &lt;br /&gt;in the cheerful laughter &lt;br /&gt;of memories we made&lt;br /&gt;and joyous times  &lt;br /&gt;we shared with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great lessons &lt;br /&gt;we are left to learn&lt;br /&gt;from a teacher &lt;br /&gt;such as her&lt;br /&gt;flowed&lt;br /&gt;kindness,&lt;br /&gt;unconditional love,&lt;br /&gt;grace,&lt;br /&gt;humility&lt;br /&gt;and above all&lt;br /&gt;her spotless Christianity&lt;br /&gt;taught to us&lt;br /&gt;ever always by example&lt;br /&gt;to live her life as He did&lt;br /&gt;every day a walk with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;worshipping Him in praise&lt;br /&gt;never waivering from that path&lt;br /&gt;thankful always for His love&lt;br /&gt;devoted to His word&lt;br /&gt;even to the end&lt;br /&gt;no one loved her Lord&lt;br /&gt;quite like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasures she has left behind&lt;br /&gt;in the path she laid for us&lt;br /&gt;for it was a wonderful gift&lt;br /&gt;to be &lt;br /&gt;in the devoted circle&lt;br /&gt;that surrounded her &lt;br /&gt;in this affliction&lt;br /&gt;the many loving friends&lt;br /&gt;and family&lt;br /&gt;privileged to be a part&lt;br /&gt;of tending to her needs&lt;br /&gt;by their faithful hands&lt;br /&gt;embracing her with love &lt;br /&gt;as together we cared for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know&lt;br /&gt;how short our time &lt;br /&gt;would be&lt;br /&gt;to love and tend to her&lt;br /&gt;and to gather up &lt;br /&gt;sweet moments&lt;br /&gt;and precious memories&lt;br /&gt;we shared with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how our tears&lt;br /&gt;stream earthward bound&lt;br /&gt;for the sadness &lt;br /&gt;that befalls&lt;br /&gt;our own world&lt;br /&gt;for we have lost a luminary&lt;br /&gt;that simply &lt;br /&gt;cannot be replaced&lt;br /&gt;for no light I know&lt;br /&gt;shined brighter &lt;br /&gt;than the faithful heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who were blessed &lt;br /&gt;to share in this precious life&lt;br /&gt;should yearn &lt;br /&gt;and strive to be &lt;br /&gt;a genuine reflection of &lt;br /&gt;all that she esteemed to be&lt;br /&gt;remembering her always&lt;br /&gt;by trying to be more like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she live on forever&lt;br /&gt;through our own thoughts and deeds.&lt;br /&gt;We who too believe&lt;br /&gt;in the God that she adored&lt;br /&gt;know one heavenly day&lt;br /&gt;that worlds of pain and heartache&lt;br /&gt;will then be washed away&lt;br /&gt;by the promises of her Lord&lt;br /&gt;when our earthly time is over &lt;br /&gt;and our Father calls us home&lt;br /&gt;that one sweet glorious day &lt;br /&gt;we will be &lt;br /&gt;forever reunited with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,&lt;br /&gt;each one of us remain &lt;br /&gt;here on this earthly plain&lt;br /&gt;forever changed&lt;br /&gt;by her genuine embrace,&lt;br /&gt;her joyful laughter,&lt;br /&gt;her beauty and grace,&lt;br /&gt;her Christ-like demeanor,&lt;br /&gt;her sweet humility,&lt;br /&gt;having felt&lt;br /&gt;her absolute love &lt;br /&gt;the likes of which &lt;br /&gt;we may never see again&lt;br /&gt;and the never ending light &lt;br /&gt;that shines on through us&lt;br /&gt;forever and always&lt;br /&gt;touched by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Shelly.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by her friend&lt;br /&gt;since we were 9 years old&lt;br /&gt;who is still loving you and missing you&lt;br /&gt;my dear Shelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy Tobac ~ July 11, 2008&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-582055789738385858?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/582055789738385858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=582055789738385858' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/582055789738385858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/582055789738385858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/07/poem-for-shelly-tomasic.html' title='A poem for Shelly Tomasic'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SHg50Qvu96I/AAAAAAAAAWw/t0k3gKgmm18/s72-c/ShellyTomasic.bmp' 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-4574848641751951345.post-1138076754354508639</id><published>2008-06-21T15:01:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:28:15.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelly Tomasic today entered heaven...Funeral Arrangements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s1600-h/ShellyTomasic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s200/ShellyTomasic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214596478706216162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shelly Tomasic - We will love you and miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double click on the photos for larger version.&lt;br /&gt;To save a photo to your computer, right click on it and save it for yourself on your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33yy8Y-UI/AAAAAAAAAWY/O2s4fe6Ayrs/s1600-h/Shelly%26Bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33yy8Y-UI/AAAAAAAAAWY/O2s4fe6Ayrs/s200/Shelly%26Bill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214596395605489986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bill &amp;amp; Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33tUZ5ezI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/cM5woi2TLAE/s1600-h/Shelly%26BillStrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33tUZ5ezI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/cM5woi2TLAE/s200/Shelly%26BillStrip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214596301508410162" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33bSMRo5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/tNm0iGdYfpM/s1600-h/ShellyFamilyof6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33bSMRo5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/tNm0iGdYfpM/s200/ShellyFamilyof6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214595991676756882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A family of 6 ~ A family who loves one another so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Ally &amp;amp; Sam, Will holding Gabby and Shelly &amp;amp; Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33Sv2XQ2I/AAAAAAAAAV4/woIWo_OkoYo/s1600-h/ShellyKids2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33Sv2XQ2I/AAAAAAAAAV4/woIWo_OkoYo/s200/ShellyKids2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214595845019091810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shelly and her children ~ the light of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33GM6EtbI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uT52atAN-8s/s1600-h/ShellyBillAllySamWill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF33GM6EtbI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uT52atAN-8s/s200/ShellyBillAllySamWill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214595629480981938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Tomasic Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF32-7ag5bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WWS1l4bZwzc/s1600-h/Shelly%26Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF32-7ag5bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WWS1l4bZwzc/s200/Shelly%26Kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214595504526124466" border="0" /&gt;Shelly's smile, lighting up the world wherever she went.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shelly Tomasic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Our amazing, beautiful,  perfect friend&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Faithful Sister in Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Perfect, Loving Wife to Bill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Loving &amp;amp; Devoted Mother to Ally &amp;amp; Sam,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Will &amp;amp; Gabby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Adored Daughter of Mary Ann &amp;amp; Paul Link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;amp; Paul Pribik,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Kind &amp;amp; Compassionate Sister to Debbie,&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl &amp;amp; Paul, Jr.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And Beloved Friend to hundreds of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;who love her and will miss her always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;passed into heaven this morning ~ June 21st, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The heavens today receive a glorious soul.&lt;br /&gt;Shelly today meets Jesus, the devotion of her life.&lt;br /&gt;We know all pain and cancer have ended.&lt;br /&gt;The many tears shed here will be tiny mirrors&lt;br /&gt;that reflect the love that we have for her.&lt;br /&gt;No one was more faithful&lt;br /&gt;in her fight against this disease.&lt;br /&gt;Rest now in Jesus arms my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;....rest and be well.&lt;br /&gt;Until the day we meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaiah 57:1-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;The righteous are taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and no one ponders in their heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;devout men and women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;are taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and no one understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;that the righteous are taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;to keep them from all the evil in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who walk uprightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;enter into My peace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;they find My rest as they fall asleep in Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"To laugh often and love much;&lt;br /&gt;to win the respect of intelligent persons&lt;br /&gt;and the affection of children;&lt;br /&gt;to earn the approbation of honest citizens&lt;br /&gt;and endure the betrayal of false friends;&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others;&lt;br /&gt;to give of one's self;&lt;br /&gt;to leave the world a bit better,&lt;br /&gt;whether by a healthy child,&lt;br /&gt;a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;&lt;br /&gt;to have played and laughed with enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;and sung with exultation;&lt;br /&gt;to know even one life has breathed easier&lt;br /&gt;because you have lived&lt;br /&gt;- this is to have succeeded." &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shelly has succeeded,&lt;br /&gt;for she is everything that the poem above embodies.&lt;br /&gt;She has touched so many of us.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be more like her,&lt;br /&gt;she was the most Christ-like person I have ever known on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Never an unkind word for another living soul.&lt;br /&gt;Though we are heartbroken here, those of us who love her,&lt;br /&gt;we know through the promises of her Lord and Savior,&lt;br /&gt;we WILL see her once again if we only believe.&lt;br /&gt;Our faith would be of the utmost importance to her.&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact&lt;br /&gt;that Shelly would not want one person&lt;br /&gt;to be angry with God&lt;br /&gt;or to lose their faith over her passing.&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your prayers over all of Shelly's family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Shelly is at peace, and we will shed our tears&lt;br /&gt;at the thought of a world&lt;br /&gt;without such a wonderful human being,&lt;br /&gt;so loving and so beautiful as her in it.&lt;br /&gt;If only people in this world&lt;br /&gt;could show 1/10th of the kindness to each other&lt;br /&gt;that she shared with all who crossed her path,&lt;br /&gt;the world would be a fabulous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Shelly who never said Good-bye, only See Ya...&lt;br /&gt;Yes my friend...&lt;br /&gt;One day I will see you in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Till then I say I love you and will miss you forever and always.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Arrangements&lt;br /&gt;for Shelly Tomasic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Large Heading TopPadSmall" valign="bottom" width="55%"&gt;Shelly L. (Pribik) Tomasic&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="TopPadSmall" align="right" width="44%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td colspan="3" class="Notice TopPadSmall"&gt; &lt;!-- TOMASIC,  SHELLY L. (PRIBIK)--&gt; TOMASIC SHELLY L. (PRIBIK)&lt;br /&gt;Age 43, of Shaler Twp. on Saturday, June 21, 2008. Beloved wife of William R. Tomasic; loving mother of Alexandra, Samantha, William III and Gabriella Tomasic; dear daughter of Paul Pribik Sr. and Mary Ann Pribik-Link and Paul Link; dear sister of Deborah Hopkins, Cheryl Harris and Paul Pribik Jr.; daughter-in-law of William and Joann Tomasic; also survived by many loving aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and cousins. Family to receive friends 2-4 pm &amp;amp; 6-8 pm Monday and Tuesday at the BOCK FUNERAL HOME, LTD., 1500 Mt. Royal Blvd., Glenshaw. Funeral service will be held on Wednesday at 11 am in Bethlehem Lutheran Church, Glenshaw. Friends invited. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be sent to the Shelly Tomasic Fund, c/o FNB Bank, 100 Federal Street, Pittsburgh, PA 15212.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img alt="Look to the Heavens  clouds heaven love memory miss rip sky you" src="http://images55.imikimi.com/image/images_full/80363155.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a target="'_top'" href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://imikimi01.com/link/link_through/80363155%27" title="Welcome to Summer! Tell him I Love You!  In Memory Of...! Get Customizable Comments, Images, Animations, Photos, Frames and Graphics for MySpace, Hi5, Orkut, Friendster and Facebook @ Imikimi.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;imikimi&lt;/b&gt; - Customize Your World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTQyODU*NTA4NTkmcHQ9MTIxNDI4NTQ1OTcwMyZwPTIwOTQxMSZkPSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&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/4574848641751951345-1138076754354508639?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/1138076754354508639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=1138076754354508639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1138076754354508639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1138076754354508639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/06/shelly-tomasic-today-entered-heaven.html' title='Shelly Tomasic today entered heaven...Funeral Arrangements'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s72-c/ShellyTomasic.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-4574848641751951345.post-8235941284157949695</id><published>2008-06-19T16:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:51:17.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God understands when we lose someone we love...</title><content type='html'>This video is of a phone conversation between a young boy and a CBN (Christian Broadcasting Network) show. It's so simple and yet so wise as the man says back to Logan.  I felt it perfect timing to share it.&lt;br /&gt;Just listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-8235941284157949695?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/8235941284157949695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=8235941284157949695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8235941284157949695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8235941284157949695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-understands-when-we-lose-someone-we.html' title='God understands when we lose someone we love...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4574848641751951345.post-3092532421654917520</id><published>2008-06-14T19:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:26:34.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for Shelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s1600-h/ShellyTomasic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s200/ShellyTomasic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214596478706216162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I share with you a picture of the angel that you have all been praying for, my darling and dear friend Shelly Tomasic. I ask your continued prayers for Shelly. She has taken a turn for the worse and has spent much of this week in the hospital. She has now been taken to her sister's home and hospice has been called in. Only immediate family will be permitted to visit with her now.&lt;br /&gt;Shelly asked for me on Sunday and I am so grateful that she did. I got to sit at her feet and to hold her hand, kiss her head and tell her I love her. She of course replied that she loved me too, as we always did.&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot fathom why such a beautiful soul as Shelly has been allowed to suffer with such a hideous disease as the cancer that ravages her body as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;She is one of the kindest people I have ever known. No one in my life emulates Christ more than Shelly. She is a walking light of Christianity and the world needs more people like her.&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you continue to pray for her that God will be merciful in either granting her a miracle or at least that she wouldn't suffer.&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to pray for Shelly's children and husband as they must be at her side during this difficult time. I ask you to pray for Shelly's parents and siblings as they know all too well the pain of loss, from having lost their family member Ryan (the Green Beret) in January. And last but not least I ask you to pray for us her friends. Anyone whose life is touched by Shelly's will be deeply devastated at the turn of events of this week.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this poem earlier in Shelly's illness and I still pray for that miracle now. I thank you all for your prayers now and in the future.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lament for Shelly&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh faith you are a fragile thing&lt;br /&gt;when prayers are left&lt;br /&gt;to our imagining&lt;br /&gt;and answers we beg and desire&lt;br /&gt;and pray to You with fervent fire&lt;br /&gt;seem to lay in useless dust&lt;br /&gt;removing from me all my trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for I cannot begin to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;a God who'd let a life like this end&lt;br /&gt;a God who could heal by His mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;a God who has the power to against it stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to stand upon the word of God&lt;br /&gt;that she so fervently believes&lt;br /&gt;A God who has the power&lt;br /&gt;to remove this sickening disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray in endless pools of tears&lt;br /&gt;for Shelly and her family's fears&lt;br /&gt;Why must this faithful servant be tried?&lt;br /&gt;We're sending angels to her side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every prayer be lifted high~&lt;br /&gt;Surely You won't let her die!&lt;br /&gt;What is this battle you allow??&lt;br /&gt;I pray a miracle come to her right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You in advance I pray&lt;br /&gt;as I await that glorious day&lt;br /&gt;when You will do as we desire&lt;br /&gt;and take all cancer with Your fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray they one day view a scan&lt;br /&gt;and they who are but mortal man&lt;br /&gt;will say, "It simply cannot be!"&lt;br /&gt;as Shelly will be cancer free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord, all glory will be yours&lt;br /&gt;We who pray, we will adore!&lt;br /&gt;Adore the One who healed our friend.&lt;br /&gt;Who dared not let her sweet life end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name will then be lifted High!&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna to our God, we'll cry!&lt;br /&gt;All glory laud and honor be&lt;br /&gt;to You Oh Lord, Our Majesty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Hail the King of miracles&lt;br /&gt;The King who brings out cancer cures.&lt;br /&gt;The King who loves his servants fair.&lt;br /&gt;The King we know is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For faith is but a fragile thing,&lt;br /&gt;when left at the throne of you Our King.&lt;br /&gt;We must now wait upon Your will.&lt;br /&gt;Know You are God and then be still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-3092532421654917520?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/3092532421654917520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=3092532421654917520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3092532421654917520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3092532421654917520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-pray-for-shelly_14.html' title='Please pray for Shelly'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SF333ohJbOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8bvoHpYKTBs/s72-c/ShellyTomasic.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-4574848641751951345.post-7444278250162966820</id><published>2008-05-28T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:57:26.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Big Apple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.congenjamaica-ny.org/Sitepics/train.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend since 5th grade, Pam, is having a Sweet Sixteen birthday party for her daughter Taylor this weekend in NY, where they live. Happy Birthday Taylor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.superbirthdaysupply.com/members/1017430/uploaded/AMS559874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.superbirthdaysupply.com/members/1017430/uploaded/AMS559874.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that has been going on in my life I thought I was unable to go to the party, so I sadly mailed back my RSVP with a no in the checked box.&lt;br /&gt;Pam called me Monday to say she just couldn't plan her seating for her table and not have me there. So she got her income tax check and she is buying me a train ticket to head to NY for the party!&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo!  Wasn't that super nice of her! Thanks Pam, here's to you! &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/foryou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to relax on the 9 hour train ride and head out without worrying about swaps that are late, calligraphy orders that are late, or keeping a perfect house for a potential buyer.&lt;br /&gt;I get to get dressed up in a gown and feel like a queen.&lt;br /&gt;And just have fun and visit with my friend. &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/drunksmilef.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That will be me on Friday night. LOL Just kidding. I don't drink with my medications.&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to this trip. I leave tomorrow! So hopefully when I return I will again have some cards to share with you as well as trip photos!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a fabulous week and a fun weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I am off to the party first thing in the morning! &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/balloons.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-7444278250162966820?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/7444278250162966820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=7444278250162966820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7444278250162966820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7444278250162966820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/05/off-to-big-apple.html' title='Off to the Big Apple!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4574848641751951345.post-5466320302441920203</id><published>2008-05-19T23:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:38:20.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy am I tired! Packing up is hard to do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SDJDilw4RxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0A4XuSOSsIY/s1600-h/Moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SDJDilw4RxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0A4XuSOSsIY/s200/Moving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294781098084114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I haven't been around for days, due to our preparing our home to sell. Here is the link:&lt;a href="http://www.realtor.com/search/listingdetail.aspx?zp=15044&amp;amp;ml=3&amp;amp;typ=5&amp;amp;pfbm=50000A04&amp;amp;sid=5b32b125e7e743a9af8bee387998cadf&amp;amp;lid=1099469891&amp;amp;lsn=2&amp;amp;srcnt=230#Detail"&gt; Our Home West Deer&lt;/a&gt; (3 BR, 2Bath, one whirpool tub, swimming pool, office on first floor, huge dining room/kitchen on 14.5 acres in West Deer Twp., PA-if anyone is looking!)&lt;br /&gt;My home was built by  my darling husband just 5 years ago. We lovingly picked everything that went into and where every room would be. It's been so hard to know that soon it will no longer be ours. It takes so much energy, both mentally and physically to pack it all up. (Everyone should buy stock in the Rubbermaid company, because I think we bought them out of bins!) For about a month and a half now, we have been packing up the personal things and clutter and putting them in plastic bins (so the mice can't get in from the garage). We painted all the walls beige (insert giant yawn in right here - the artist in me abhors white and beige walls!). We got beige carpet for all over the house, which while it does look very nice, is still one of those things that make me yawn. Most of my pictures (which I LOVINGLY chose for my home) have all been packed away along with my favorite little knick knacks and such. The hard part is when everyone comes into the house and tells you how great your home looks without your things in them.  I find it rather insulting and have grown rather weary of hearing it from everyone (including my own children) who comes into the house. For me ...it has been like slowly erasing little pieces of me, with every package that disappears into the garage. Left in the sterile beige environment, ripping down all of my wallpaper borders and things that made my home mine, has made me a tad depressed. I refused to let them paint over my boy's Coca Cola Polar bears mural (it's on this blog if you want to see it), hoping that some child who may move into the house will love it as much as my own children first did when we moved in here.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, after a full day of cleaning, we had our first showing. We were down to the wire here! The people were pulling in as we were taking that last bag of garbage out the door. We were still mopping and wiping toilets right up till the moment they walked in. What a nightmare! &lt;br /&gt;I hope it sells quickly so we don't have to continue to live in this bland world of beige for much longer. Plus keeping it clean for potential sellers is going to be a nightmare for my 2 boys! They are messy little beings!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my children, they can have it like this for a while, but the next house, it's back to my colored walls and carpet. I have told them, that when they grow up, they may decorate their homes however they choose. But as for me, I have waited all my life for my dream home, and to now have to give it up is so hard. The new home will be my fresh canvas and the creativity will flow once again. The artist in me will NOT be stifled! It's my home...and I will make the new one a world of colors once again.&lt;br /&gt;The hard part is just not knowing where we will end up. It's impossible to look,  until we have our own home sold and under agreement. So I have been gathering homes to a list, but not making appointments until we know for sure. It's hard to have your life in such upheaval, not being able to find so many things when you need them and not knowing what is around the bend. I look forward to the day when at last we will be in another house, where I can lovingly make it into a home. My home.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will share a card today too...one that is in my SCS gallery so some of you may have seen it. But I haven't posted it to my blog. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SDJGdFw4RyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Tony6B7C8VA/s1600-h/BIrdSwap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SDJGdFw4RyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Tony6B7C8VA/s200/BIrdSwap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297985143686946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a card I made back in March for my Birds/Bees Swap. I love this bird stamp, it's so detailed. I had stamped it on shimmery white cover stock, so the coloring was a bit tricky. But I still like how it turned out. The BG is cuttlebug swirls and the word hope is stamped from a SU set. The ribbon is shimmery too. They took a very long time to color, using the prismacolor gamsol technique. I added a few stickles to the flowers to dress them up. I wanted to share the hope card, because ...I need a little hope right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-5466320302441920203?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/5466320302441920203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=5466320302441920203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5466320302441920203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5466320302441920203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/05/boy-am-i-tired-packing-up-is-hard-to-do.html' title='Boy am I tired! Packing up is hard to do!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SDJDilw4RxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0A4XuSOSsIY/s72-c/Moving.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-4574848641751951345.post-1203436439697298483</id><published>2008-05-11T06:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:55:48.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day - You are going to LOVE this video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SCbOWlw4RwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/I951S0UylZ4/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SCbOWlw4RwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/I951S0UylZ4/s200/mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199069707335386882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to wish all of you wonderful women out there a Fabulous Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;May you rest and retreat and be swept off your feet!&lt;br /&gt;May you be pampered and made to feel sweet.&lt;br /&gt;May you get flowers and breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;May you feel joy at the cards you have read.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you know of the treasure you impart&lt;br /&gt;with each loving gesture that tends to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Not only the love of your family too...&lt;br /&gt;but the love of your friends as  I say... I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...for a laugh and a moment of truth.... ENJOY THIS VIDEO! You are gonna love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxT5NwQUtVM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-1203436439697298483?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/1203436439697298483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=1203436439697298483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1203436439697298483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/1203436439697298483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-you-are-going-to-love.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day - You are going to LOVE this video!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SCbOWlw4RwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/I951S0UylZ4/s72-c/mom.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-4574848641751951345.post-9091500718881439040</id><published>2008-05-02T14:41:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:17:46.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS are in order to several folks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtoCYRitDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZbLN-r6u7qc/s1600-h/ty0205.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtoCYRitDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZbLN-r6u7qc/s320/ty0205.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195860985187054642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/clap.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all let me say a HUGE THANK YOU TO!! TO MISS &lt;a href="http://blog.ginakdesigns.com/"&gt;GINA K&lt;/a&gt;! If you go to her blog you will see the winner of a set of MEGABILITIES Scalloped Rectangles...and guess who it is! It's ME! &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/yay.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe I won those! How truly exciting. Gina K. is such a generous Blog Candy giver. What a blessing it was to receive that on a day when I was having a lot of pain from my RSD and just feeling blue &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/toolminis/people_blagube.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from all that's going on in my life right now. I will be sure to let you know when I get them by posting a card or two made with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtm0oRitCI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8hRkRe1wlvI/s1600-h/jessica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtm0oRitCI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8hRkRe1wlvI/s320/jessica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195859649452225570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBti4IRis_I/AAAAAAAAATs/oj4pk5_kxAo/s1600-h/Asela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBti4IRis_I/AAAAAAAAATs/oj4pk5_kxAo/s320/Asela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195855311535256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are some RAK (Random Acts of Kindness) that should have been posted long ago. I vow not to give up until I have thanked them all! It may take a bit of time...but here are a couple of cards I got when I had my surgery! (I also have cards from folks who sent one to me with Shelly's cards - how kind those SCS girls truly are! I will post those at another time.)&lt;br /&gt;The first one is from sweet Jessica (Jlazarski on SCS). She sent me my favorite kind of card of course, the House Mouse! Isn't he adorable? I am itching to buy that stamp after seeing this card. Click on it for a close up so you can read the mouse's sign. It will make you laugh out loud! &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/laugh2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is from Asela! After I won her blog candy of a complete set of her clear stamps for Easter which you can see here: &lt;a href="http://hopartstudios.typepad.com/hop_art_studios/2008/02/easter-stamps-w.html"&gt;Easter Stamps Winner &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited and I did use them several times, to make everyone in my family an Easter card with, plus I used them in an Easter swap too! But guess what I did...sent them ALL OUT without PHOTOGRAPHING one of them! What a goof.&lt;br /&gt;When I thanked her for the winning stamps, I had mentioned then what a great highlight to my day it was, because I had been recovering from my surgery. She kindly sent me the lovely get well card above enclosed with my winning stamps...and what a beauty it was! I had to share it here. It's even prettier in person with the little glitter and rhinestones and everything. Just an amazing card and I was honored to get it! Thanks Asela &amp;amp; Jessica for thinking of me and sending such great cards!&lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/thankyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtoVIRitFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EUmCrsv28-A/s1600-h/tammy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtoVIRitFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/EUmCrsv28-A/s200/tammy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195861307309601874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-9091500718881439040?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/9091500718881439040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=9091500718881439040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/9091500718881439040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/9091500718881439040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-are-in-order-to-several-folks.html' title='THANKS are in order to several folks!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBtoCYRitDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZbLN-r6u7qc/s72-c/ty0205.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-3605448312982328856</id><published>2008-05-01T11:09:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:09:31.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RSD - I have it. What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBnrHoRis8I/AAAAAAAAATU/AbFNueOnhV4/s1600-h/rsdawarenessmagnet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBnrHoRis8I/AAAAAAAAATU/AbFNueOnhV4/s320/rsdawarenessmagnet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195442161451185090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    RSD &lt;/span&gt;is the name of the disease that has a hold on me. I felt the need to explain it as I have mentioned it to so many of you. Plus, getting awareness out for this disease is helpful to preventing it from taking hold in some folks who catch it early enough.&lt;br /&gt;It stands for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy&lt;/span&gt;. There are 2 names for the disease now, CRPS-Chronic Regional Pain Syndrome being the other. Most people tend to use RSD interchangeably. I know I have mentioned it to people ...but I am guessing most people don't really know what it means. You may have heard Paula Abdul, of American Idol fame, mention that she suffers with it. She seems to be the most famous person we have who has said she has this disease from a cheerleading injury years before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW I GOT IT: &lt;/span&gt;I was burdened with RSD after simple arthroscopic knee surgery for a meniscus tear. It is through no fault of the surgeon, but more a way that my own body reacted to the surgery. Most people heal in about 4-6 weeks with no issues. My healing after surgery was often going in the wrong direction, with swelling to the extreme, and redness and the inability to even have a sheet touch my leg at the time. I was in physical therapy and working on it several times a week only to have it continue to worsen. In January of 2007 I was diagnosed with RSD after my surgeon referred me to a pain specialist who made the final diagnosis, that I may have RSD for life. It can go into remission but no one knows how or what causes it to go into remission. Anyone who has this is constantly in prayer to have remission come upon them. It is a disease of the nervous system, that the body sets up a pain loop from the brain to the injured area, that never shuts off, even though the extremity may be healed from the surgery. The pain is not imagined pain. It is very real. Some people think because the brain is involved, that it is therefore "all in the  head". This is not true...this actually causes physical things to happen to the affected areas causing the pain.  There are times when I cannot even have fabric touch my leg or arm, it is that painful.&lt;br /&gt;Below is an explanation of the disease taken from &lt;a href="http://www.rsds.org/index2.html"&gt;RSDSA(Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome Association) &lt;/a&gt;. Just click on the link if you would like further information or know of anyone who is also suffering from this disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESCRIPTION, FACTS AND FICTION :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy is a debilitating progressive disease of the Autonomic Nervous System. It is a chronic multi-symptom condition which is often characterized by severe burning pain, pathological changes in bones and skin, swelling, diminished motor function, and extreme sensitivity to touch. It can occur in one, two, or sometimes all four extremities , and be in the face, shoulders, back, eyes and internal organs as well. RSD involves your nerves, skin, muscles, blood vessels and bones. Although it usually occurs after trauma (minor like a sprain or major like a car accident or stroke), infections, surgery, or repetitive motion disorder, it can sometimes occur without any apparent cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        If diagnosed quickly and treated properly, RSD can go into remission. Periods of remission can last weeks, months or even years and often will continue until an additional injury or trauma to the body causes the RSD to become active again. If treatment is delayed, RSD can spread to the entire limb or other parts of one's body and the changes in the bone and muscles can become irreversible. Unfortunately RSD remains poorly understood and often times is misdiagnosed. This is why it is extremely important for all of us to learn as much about the disease as we can and to educate others, including our family members, doctors, media etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYMPTOMS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         While not every person has all of the same symptoms, the major symptoms that most RSD'ers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    1: Constant burning pain which is often described as having a hot poker being stuck into you. The pain is known to be out of proportion for the type of injury suffered. After the injury or trauma, the sympathetic nervous system seems to react abnormally and send incorrect messages throughout the body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    2: Inflammation while not always present, presents itself as pitting or non-pitting edema. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    3: Skin changes which include, but are not limited to, temperature changes, skin or tissue atrophy, increased hair and nail growth or hair and nail loss, dryness, rashes, increased sweating, and an over sensitivity to touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    4: Spasms in the muscles and or blood vessels, tremors and dystonia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    5: Diminished motor function and the eventual development of dystrophy and/or atrophy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    6: Bone changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    7: Emotional disturbances including insomnia, depression, concentration and short term memory difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD DAYS VS BAD DAYS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        For many of us, one of the hardest things to adjust to is never knowing how much pain the day will bring. We can wake up feeling (and looking) fine but within a matter of hours find ourselves bedridden once again. Or we feel well enough to do some things one day (household chores, running errands, or even going out to socialize with friends or family) and as a result of having a "good" day, we are bedridden in pain for the next 2-4. The little chores which used to take us a short time to complete now take endless tiring hours as we often have to stop for breaks before we are done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Our activities play a huge part on how we feel and we must learn to make changes in our lifestyles to accommodate this. We need to learn to avoid activities which make our pain flare. We need to learn to set our daily priorities, set realistic goals, and most importantly learn to pace ourselves and rest when needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        We also need to take into consideration the outside forces which will affect the way we feel including noise, crowds, weather and barometric changes, temperature changes, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        As hard as it is, we must try to find new interests and hobbies which enable us enjoyment without taking too much of a toll on us. We need to try to keep as active, mentally as well as physically as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My RSD &lt;/span&gt;is in my left leg, left arm and often  my left eye twitches at various times through the day. I recently broke my baby toe on my right foot and I fear that the RSD is moving over there. It has remained purple for 2 weeks now and the pain is spreading now up the right side of my foot. Any new injuries can have the RSD move into that particular area, so we must be careful about treating new injuries as well. My skin has all ready begun changing on the left leg, hair loss, and shiny thin skin is on my leg. It often turns a light purple when I am in a flare up all the way from the thigh to the foot will change color.&lt;br /&gt;I am on a mixture of heavy pain medications including lyrica, oxycontin and vicodins. I am grateful for the Lyrica, for it has truly helped me to have a more normal life. But on days when the rain and cold set in and the barometric pressure is high like today, you will still find me suffering, despite how much pain medications I take. I also have a new friend who just moved here from Philadelphia, who sadly also has RSD and has had it for 14 years. I am grateful to have someone to share the path with who truly understands.&lt;br /&gt;There are many wonderful people out there....millions of us, suffering with this disease. Little is being done to understand it or treat it. We are often treated with medications that were created for other diseases. It is a baffling disease indeed.  Thanks for taking the time to read this and understand why when I have a few bad days and can't post or create cards, you now know why. &lt;a href="http://www.millan.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.millan.net/minimations/smileys/ribbons/orange.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This smiley holds the orange ribbon for RSD. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-3605448312982328856?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/3605448312982328856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=3605448312982328856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3605448312982328856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/3605448312982328856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/05/rsd-i-have-it-what-is-it.html' title='RSD - I have it. What is it?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBnrHoRis8I/AAAAAAAAATU/AbFNueOnhV4/s72-c/rsdawarenessmagnet.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-4574848641751951345.post-857849133078915368</id><published>2008-04-28T12:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:20:38.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At last....some cards! And meet my cute hubby...the cards are for him.</title><content type='html'>This blog was first created to post cards, wasn't it? We all have times in our lives, when life surely gets in the way of the things we love to do and want to do. Hobbies take a back seat, to duties and health problems and friends who need us.  But I am going to do my best to try to keep this blog moving along again. So back to the fun of creating and cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX8t4RispI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eKzN5uYIPLw/s1600-h/Brian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX8t4RispI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eKzN5uYIPLw/s320/Brian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194335610372010642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX_ZoRissI/AAAAAAAAARA/cNu3SzGoKAs/s1600-h/celebrationparty2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX_ZoRissI/AAAAAAAAARA/cNu3SzGoKAs/s320/celebrationparty2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194338561014543042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was my darling hubby Brian's birthday, on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Isn't he a cutie?  I think he is. ;o) People often ask him if he is a certain television star that is on the TV show "Grounded for Life" as well as some other shows and movies. The actor's name is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0006610/"&gt;Donal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Logue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you can check him out by clicking on his name. He does look a bit like him and we always get a chuckle when some waitress asks him for the table near us, if he is that man.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hee...&lt;/span&gt; He'll always be a star in my eyes. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;swooooon&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;His birthday was on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, which was also the day Anna Wight's (Sweet&amp;amp;Sassy) baby cow was born! You can check out the glorious photos she took of her new little heifer here:&lt;a href="http://sweetmissdaisy.typepad.com/sassy_sweet_notes/life_on_the_farm/index.html"&gt; Sweet &amp;amp; Sassy - Life on the Farm&lt;/a&gt;. I just thought it funny that he got to share his birthday with Anna's long awaited arrival of Dixie's baby cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBYCzoRistI/AAAAAAAAARI/S5MTFAvHUjM/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBYCzoRistI/AAAAAAAAARI/S5MTFAvHUjM/s320/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194342306226025170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated with my husband by taking him out to lunch with his Mom, Sister, Brother &amp;amp; Co-Worker and our sons too (because it was take a kid to work day too!). In the photo are L-R, my 13 yr. old Zane, me, my DH Brian, his Mother-Pearl, his brother-Lenny and his sister-Donna So he had a yummy lunch with family and friends. Uncle Lenny beat me to the check, so THANKS FOR LUNCH LENNY! Jim (his co-worker) took the picture. Shane, my 10 yr. old, is off flirting with a girl from his school in the parking lot. He won her a bunny playing the games inside. He's my little flirt! I will have to show him another time....when he's not so busy playing "Romeo".&lt;br /&gt;My Mom took Brian and us out to dinner on Friday. THANKS FOR DINNER MOM!&lt;br /&gt;My boys made him cards too. Shane's is sort of missing...it was a large piece of cardboard, hand colored and he had taped it to the door. I am sure it's here somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Zane however got into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cardstock&lt;/span&gt; and cutter and stickers and did a little creating himself. I like his eye for design. His card for Dad has clean and colorful look to it. He also took the time to write Daddy a poem. (I must admit to feeling a bit neglected and cheated in that regard because for my birthday I got NOTHING! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Shane made me a card, but Zane is Daddy's boy).&lt;br /&gt;But I do want to share his art and poetry with you all as it was quite good!&lt;br /&gt;First the card, on orange and green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cardstock&lt;/span&gt; with cut rectangles in vibrant colors and he used alphabet stickers to say happy birthday. I love the clean simple layout and look of this card. I think he has a great eye for design and thinks outside the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX94oRisqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9s5cWHSSTRo/s1600-h/ZaneDadBday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX94oRisqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9s5cWHSSTRo/s320/ZaneDadBday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194336894567232162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Zane's poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for everything you do&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it is just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for playing catch and cleaning up our mess&lt;br /&gt;You even prepare us for our tests.&lt;br /&gt;But there is only 1 more thing I have to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the best Dad in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that sweet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here is my card for Brian...I hadn't made it when we went to lunch and so I let him pick the color he wanted. I was surprised when he said PURPLE! It's my favorite color, but I was just sort of shocked that he wanted a purple card. So I scooted on home, before he got home and created a purple masterpiece just for him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBYDEoRisuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/W_ePFZ3GMrs/s1600-h/Bdaycard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBYDEoRisuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/W_ePFZ3GMrs/s320/Bdaycard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194342598283801314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This card is done on purple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DCWV&lt;/span&gt; CS and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DCWV&lt;/span&gt; DP, and purple mulberry paper. I trimmed the edges with my gold metallic calligraphy marker. The curly wired trim is a ribbon that has purple beads on it. I found it at Pier 1 Imports at an after Christmas sale for 15 cents a spool! I bought every one that they had. They were so fun and funky! The purple ribbon had gold edging (that led me to do my paper in those edges too). The image is from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Stampin&lt;/span&gt;' Up - Lovely As A Tree set and was stamped in elegant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;eggplant&lt;/span&gt; ink.  There are gold brads in the corners and the trims on the corners were a rubbery sort of sticker from Dollar Tree's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; line. They were plain white and I colored them in with the same gold pen and purple permanent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bic&lt;/span&gt; markers. He just loved it!&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/4574848641751951345-857849133078915368?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/857849133078915368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=857849133078915368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/857849133078915368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/857849133078915368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-lastsome-cards.html' title='At last....some cards! And meet my cute hubby...the cards are for him.'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX8t4RispI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eKzN5uYIPLw/s72-c/Brian.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-4574848641751951345.post-7957462397466486847</id><published>2008-04-28T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:17:33.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the prayers for Shelly &amp; now a prayer for you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX394RismI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RWkEh5f-5kg/s1600-h/ThankYou-LM_Blue_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX394RismI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RWkEh5f-5kg/s320/ThankYou-LM_Blue_.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194330387691778658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off....let me thank you all who took the time to enter for my blog candy, by leaving such kind and thoughtful prayers for Shelly. I will be printing them out for her to take with her on her trip to travel to Mexico for a special treatment. Shelly is on my mind constantly and I can't tell you how much it means to know that you are all thinking of her and praying with me and sending in cards. The cards that have come in by the handfuls daily are a glorious testimony to the beautiful hearts of the women who post on Splitcoast Stampers.  What wonderful, compassionate women you all are. I am so grateful for the day I discovered that site. It has literally changed my life. And getting to know all of you has been such a huge blessing to me. I consider you all friends and am grateful for these newfound friendships.&lt;br /&gt;Give yourselves a hand for the wonderful compassionate women you all are, as I now say a prayer for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;Bless each woman who has taken the time to stop in the middle of their busy lives, to say a prayer for my dear friend Shelly. I thank you for letting me get to know these women by the cards they have sent and the prayers they have left here. They have richly blessed my life as well as Shelly's. I pray you will bless them and their families with good health, happy children, happy homes, peace, bliss and joy always.   May they always have enough stamping supplies and room to create, so as to bless other's lives with their glorious talents and gifts.   Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX4fIRisnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GlN-1k--d_s/s1600-h/tammy-vi-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX4fIRisnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GlN-1k--d_s/s320/tammy-vi-1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194330958922429042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-7957462397466486847?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/7957462397466486847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=7957462397466486847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7957462397466486847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/7957462397466486847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-for-prayers-for-shelly-now.html' title='Thanks for the prayers for Shelly &amp; now a prayer for you....'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBX394RismI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RWkEh5f-5kg/s72-c/ThankYou-LM_Blue_.gif' 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-4574848641751951345.post-8269512003043378914</id><published>2008-04-27T15:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:41:06.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Parrot Picks Prize Person!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBTVBYRishI/AAAAAAAAAPo/z10eRzbmcnU/s1600-h/IMG_1162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBTVBYRishI/AAAAAAAAAPo/z10eRzbmcnU/s320/IMG_1162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194010489937637906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I got a little carried away with those "P"s. LOL But you can tell by my name that I love BIRDS! Feathers in Feathers&amp;amp;Ink is most definitely for my birdies as well as calligraphy quills.&lt;br /&gt;I had actually created a little video for you all to see my parrots actually picking our winner for the blog candy. I put all of your names on little slips of paper and folded them in half and put them in a box, then offered them to the birds to pull one name out. The cockatoo girls were the ones who did the picking. They are in the picture above. The one in the foreground is in need of a new home. Long story, but if you are interested or know anyone who is have them contact me!&lt;br /&gt;When I have more time I will publish the videos to YouTube and you can see them there.&lt;br /&gt;Mico (my umbrella cockatoo) and my favorite bird in the house was permitted to select our winner. You can thank Miss Mico Pie for choosing your winning slip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;She pulled out our winner and it's ~~~da da da daaaaaaaaaaa ~ LENA ~ SCS-Tackertwosome!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS MISS LENA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Your prize will be mailed tomorrow, as it is in the box all ready. While I was cleaning up my office, I put it all in there after photographing it. Just email me your address and I will get it out to you.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy all the goodies. We may even throw in a feather or two (you can use them on cards!)&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-8269512003043378914?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/8269512003043378914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=8269512003043378914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8269512003043378914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/8269512003043378914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/04/pretty-parrot-picks-prize-person.html' title='Pretty Parrot Picks Prize Person!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SBTVBYRishI/AAAAAAAAAPo/z10eRzbmcnU/s72-c/IMG_1162.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-4574848641751951345.post-5526345384473760445</id><published>2008-04-21T22:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:37:19.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Candy - Just leave a prayer for Shelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1a-YRisgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vrWWgb5IL7Y/s1600-h/BlogCandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1a-YRisgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vrWWgb5IL7Y/s320/BlogCandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191905973142467074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; It's CANDY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;And Prayers for Shelly are all I ask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I have never given away blog candy.  So now's the time!&lt;br /&gt;And as a way to get as many people as I can&lt;br /&gt;praying for my dear friend Shelly,&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you leave a prayer for her&lt;br /&gt;on this post or your get well wishes for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you who know me, know about my dear friend Shelly who is suffering from breast cancer that has spread.  Shelly is undergoing radiation and chemotherapy and she could use our prayers!&lt;br /&gt;She is a faithful wonderful mother of 4 beautiful children and a loving and devoted wife to her hubby Bill.&lt;br /&gt;Shelly has never complained once through this entire struggle with this horrible disease.  She still even worries about me and my health issues.  She is a loving, kind &amp;amp; devoted woman of God, who prays regularly and loves everyone she meets. Everyone loves Shelly! She has the sweetest soul you would ever want to meet.&lt;br /&gt;She always stands on God's word that He WILL HEAL HER of this! I ask that you stand with us and declare to the heavens that a miracle will come to Shelly and all of this cancer will be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;Man doesn't have final say, doctors don't have final say....God has final say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have all ready sent a card to Shelly via the Splitcoast Stampers web page I have created for her.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't done so and would like to...please visit this page&lt;br /&gt;for further information to send a card to Shelly to lift her spirits. Click on the link here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.splitcoaststampers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=338590"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CARDS FOR SHELLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the blog candy...please just leave a thought or prayer for Shelly and I will print them all out and give them to her the next time we meet which is Thursday for healing church services.&lt;br /&gt;I will take as many comments as I can up until Saturday afternoon and will pick our winner that evening.&lt;br /&gt;The number will be picked randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog Candy Package contains:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handmade mini lunch box made by myself in purple and green.&lt;br /&gt;Using the Priceless set by Stampin' Up and it's filled with little goodies for your cards inside.&lt;br /&gt;(This was from a swap from last year and I got back one of my own.  So I am passing it along to you!)&lt;br /&gt;A set of 8 mini bags of yarns and threads for your cards in black, black and white, white,&lt;br /&gt;purple variegated to white, purple, pastels, baby blue and variegated browns.&lt;br /&gt;A set of 12 tassels mixed gold metallic and white threads.&lt;br /&gt;A magnetic notepad with chocolate pattern on top.&lt;br /&gt;A magnetic weekly day planner for your desk in a paisley pattern.&lt;br /&gt;A set of Hallmark Frames &amp;amp; Shapes by Marjolein Bastin from her Nature's Sketchbook line,&lt;br /&gt;which includes 3 sheets of adhesive backed shapes and 4 paper frames.&lt;br /&gt;Avon Naturals, peach lip balm. A set of 3-dimensional wedding stickers in ivory and purple and glittery!&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least!!!  ~ A CUTTLEBUG DIE CUT - The one called ~ STAMPS&lt;br /&gt;Which has 4 stamp images - Square, Oval, Circle and Rectangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone...thank you for sending your heartfelt prayers heavenward.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all for being a part of this and for blessing Shelly with your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-5526345384473760445?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/5526345384473760445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=5526345384473760445' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5526345384473760445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5526345384473760445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-candy-at-2500-count-just-leave.html' title='Blog Candy - Just leave a prayer for Shelly'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1a-YRisgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vrWWgb5IL7Y/s72-c/BlogCandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4574848641751951345.post-5740953474646363652</id><published>2008-04-21T22:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:36:53.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At last! A post and a creation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1N8IRisfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/yurnu9SZfGw/s1600-h/GrungeTagElephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1N8IRisfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/yurnu9SZfGw/s320/GrungeTagElephant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191891640836600306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well I finally got a small break in the calligraphy action. I have never seen such a busy wedding season in all of my 23 years of doing calligraphy! I am not complaining...just wish I had more time for personal things like stamping along with having orders that bring in $.&lt;br /&gt;This item is called a Grunge Tag, ala Tim Holtz.&lt;br /&gt;It was made for a swap hosted by my friend Deb on Splitcoast Stampers -dcoder.&lt;br /&gt;I had such fun making this tag as it was my first creation from scratch in quite some time. It was great fun picking out papers and thread and pins and eyelets! It is somewhat hard to see in the photo but the top and bottom or on the elephant,  left and right, is stamped in Cosmic Copper.&lt;br /&gt;The entire tag was run through an inked cuttlebug folder - "Mesh"&lt;br /&gt;using SU Orchid Opulence, using a tutorial I found on Paper Pleasing Idea's blog (Julie Buehner). Edges were then inked in SU Elegant Eggplant.&lt;br /&gt;Rolled over impression with brayer on back as well in orchid.&lt;br /&gt;Elephant &amp;amp; giraffe images are from Stampin' Up set -  "In the Wild",  stamped in SU elegant eggplant on white 110# cover stock.&lt;br /&gt;Corners paper pierced (just got my paper piercer set from SU and I LOVE IT!) and edges dragged through&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic Copper Brilliance Dew drops.&lt;br /&gt;The designs on the ends were stamped using  the Stampin' Up  Sculpted Elegance  in Cosmic Copper on&lt;br /&gt;Stardream Metallic Shimmer (lilac shimmer paper!), and attached with copper eyelets. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1Mx4RiseI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/B8sTAgGV68U/s1600-h/GiraffeGrungeTag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1Mx4RiseI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/B8sTAgGV68U/s320/GiraffeGrungeTag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191890365231313378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embellishments include purple safety pins &amp;amp; purple oyster shell button tied with copper shimmery ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;Multicolored Bernat Bling Bling Yarn for the tails and background of tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a lot of photos today of things from past swaps that were never posted, so look for some more posts upcoming! I am back in business and hopefully can keep this little ball rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for waiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Candy will be coming up soon too! So stay posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4574848641751951345-5740953474646363652?l=feathersandink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/feeds/5740953474646363652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4574848641751951345&amp;postID=5740953474646363652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5740953474646363652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4574848641751951345/posts/default/5740953474646363652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feathersandink.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-last-post-and-creation.html' title='At last! A post and a creation!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714343216162384863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03961417822492584591'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_80esIkuHxVI/SA1N8IRisfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/yurnu9SZfGw/s72-c/GrungeTagElephant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>